and Weight?
I sat down, after speaking with one particular, although rather distant, family member, to write about the peripatetic nature of religion in our family. We’re all over the map. I can’t speak for family 5 generations ago, but right now we cover the spectrum pretty well, from devoutly faithful (but not at all religious), to a little religious, to religious, to atheist. And some of us can’t make up our minds. And some of us are pretty out there.
I decided that I could not publish that blog post. I can write about sex, I can write about politics, but I cannot write about family religion here.
But what about weight? There’s another tricky subject for you. But I suppose that, although perhaps dull, I can at least write about my own weight here.
I’m back on Weight Watchers after having gained back everything I lost last year. Just another of the huddled, obese Americans trying lose enough weight not to become diabetic and die. It’s a tricky thing, dieting and not talking about it when you’re essentially hungry all the time. Just a tad hungry. Not hungry enough to go nuts. Just a tad hungry. All The Time. Just really, really, really looking forward to each and every next meal. And I won’t bore you with it, I didn’t last time, did I? You’ll just get those yearly updates or so.
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