July 22, 2004

• More stuff I forgot to mention:

  Before I started writing my “bastard child of Pollyanna and Candide”
  blog this morning, I’d had a couple of other things I wanted to add,
  but they slipped my mind.

  One was in response to the person who suggested I get a new profile pic
  to show my “slender self”.  The one that is up there now was taken
  in the middle of the weight loss, after about six months, when I was
  down somewhere around size sixteen.  The problem with implementing
  that suggestion is that it’s devilishly hard to do a full-body
  self-portrait, which I suppose was what he or she had in mind. 
  (I’m too rushed today to go back and check my comments, gotta get ready
  for a town trip.  Please accept my apology.)  Both Doug and
  Greyfox have a tendency to stand and hold the camera waiting for a
  pose, and I never look well in posed pics.  I have not yet trained
  either of them to just snap away, ignoring what the subject looks like,
  because the shutter delay on the digital camera assures that you never
  get the pic you snap anyway.  I think both of them are still
  accustomed to trying to conserve film, dammit, and so I seldom get a
  shot I like when I hand the camera over to either of them.

  Another hand-held
  head shot would probably reveal a more slender head, but the most
  striking evidence I see of my weight loss (aside from losing my pants)
  is when I look down at my legs.  What I used to have down there
  wasn’t just fat.  When I was eating all that sugar, wheat, and
  other foods to which I’m sensitive, it made me ill, stressed my liver
  and kidneys and gave me edema.  My ankles were swollen and my
  knees were bulbous.

  Doug
  took this shot of Granny Mousebreath yesterday while he was here at the
  computer behind the couch and I was over there in Couch Potato Heaven
  playing the PS2.  They are not quite the dancer’s legs I had
  thirty-five years ago, but they’re a lot better than what I was
  standing on when I went to Doug’s high school graduation three years
  ago, which he mercifully cut off when he took this shot of Greyfox and
  me.

  The other thing I had planned since last night to blog about today was
  a conversation between Greyfox and me, over his cell phone.  I
  laughed so hard I gave myself an asthma attack and drew Doug’s
  attention far enough out of the game he was playing that he asked what
  all the hoohaw was about.  It turns out I didn’t need to blog it. 
  Greyfox did that himself at the Wasilla Public Library this morning.

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