I didn’t eat the whole thing (the patty was 3.8 ounces and I ate 3.3) but I consider this a huge success.
Hamburgers, babie!

I didn’t eat the whole thing (the patty was 3.8 ounces and I ate 3.3) but I consider this a huge success.
Hamburgers, babie!



The kids are here and I am about to cook dinner on the grill. I am thinking of trying something that I haven’t tried since before the weight loss surgery. I am thinking of having an actual hamburger. Like burger patty and a hamburger roll, together.
I am afraid, but I think I am up for it.
Wish me burger-luck.
She doesn’t know what to make of seeing me on the wrong side of the window. She’s really confused and a little terrified.

Just a few random pics from yesterday’s surprise trip to Burlington, VT.
I knew this was coming but it’s been a long time since it’s happened…
I am so sore today. From head to toe, but especially my right shoulder.
Jen joked that I’ll probably recover from helping Bellana move just in time to help Harry move. Truth! Not that it will slow me down. I’m happy to help. It’s not overstating things to say I’m honored to help. I’m weird like that, I guess.
For now though… ouch.
Her old apartment was on the second floor. Her new apartment is on the third floor. So many stairs.
If today’s events had happened a year ago, pre gastric bypass, I probably would have died of a massive heart attack by lunch time. I was very pleased that I got to help Bellana in a time of need. I’m also very pleased that I was physically able to pull it off without dropping dead. That felt good, though I’m in tons of pain tonight and I’ll probably sleep until dinner time tomorrow and tonight’s very late dinner gave me the foamies and I’ll probably need another hour to recover.
I wish Jen had been with me, but outside of that it was a really good day.
She still has a little cleaning to do, but she’s all moved out. Farewell to her first apartment.

The first of two moving days in Vermont. The second is next week.
