2017 Goals

In true procrastinator fashion, I am finally getting around to committing to a list of goals for 2017. I have had plenty of time to think these goals through since it is almost February. Some of these I’ve been working on already.  Before anymore time is lost, on to the goals.


I am going to devote 15 minutes a day to the garden starting in mid February. I have already purchased seeds from Baker Creek.


Zero less waste. Make sure we eat the produce before it goes bad. Make sure I cook the meat I took out of the freezer.

Buy much more real food and much less processed food.


Drink at least 64 ounces of water daily. Quit drinking soda.


Only weigh myself once a month. Weigh less than the previous month.


Bike 1000 miles.

Yoga once a week.


Crochet one dishcloth a month.

My secret work Christmas project.


Purge 1.5 years worth of files. This is a huge task that involves reading thousands of reports.


Make a cleaning schedule and stick to it.

Put up new curtains in the computer room.

Try one new recipe a month.


Go on one overnight+ trip.

Me, Myself and I

Turn off all electronics by 9:00 p.m. Read for an hour before bed.

Meditate daily.

Use a sheet mask at least once a week.


Happy Halloween!


How is it Halloween already? Time just moves way to fast. Christmas is right around the corner.

So much has happened since my last post. It has been a stressful year. In no particular order, here is an update.

  • I gained weight. A lot of weight.
  • I am desperately trying to get my daughter into an alternative school that in some ways she qualifies for and other ways she does not. I am going to be heartbroken if she is not accepted.
  • I got into a car accident. It was pretty traumatic mentally, but luckily there were only minor injuries.
  • I had to start driving a car that isn’t ready for me to start driving. It runs and drives, so I shouldn’t complain.
  • My garden died a horrible death from dehydration.
  • I can’t remember the last time I worked a full week. My life has turned into an endless stream of appointments.
  • I have engaged in way to much retail therapy.
  • We need a new roof and some septic system repairs, both of which I am trying to ignore.
  • My mother had to have one of her beloved cats put to sleep.

I could keep going but it is a bit depressing. I hope returning to this space will give me an outlet for some of the stress going on in my life. Riding my bike was a good stress relief, but I haven’t been doing that either. If my daughter starts going to the new school, it won’t be possible to ride during the week. I once had a conversation with a doctor about exercise. At the time, I was working four 12 hour days. When I complained that I worked long hours, he pointed out that I was off three days a week. I need to make better use of the weekends. They need to be more productive. The weather has been very nice. It is good riding weather.

Thanks for listening. I will be posting my November goals soon.

Egmont Key


Egmont Key is a Florida State Park. The park is primarily a wildlife refuge. Only portions of the park are open to the public. It is an island located in the mouth of Tampa Bay. It is accessible only by private boat.


Don’t expect any State Park amenities when you get there. There is no restroom. There is no snack stand. There is no drinkable water. We carried 1.5 liters each for our three hour excursion. It was barely enough. It is also important to not only bring sunscreen, but to use it as well. I am sometimes guilty of bringing it but not using it.


On the way to the island you can see the Sunshine Skyway Bridge that spans across Tampa Bay, connecting Tampa to St. Petersburg. The original southbound span collapsed in 1980 when a freighter hit one of the supporting columns. Thirty-five people died that foggy morning when their vehicles plunged into the water 150 feet below. I was 9 years old when that happened. I remember being in school that day. The local television news was playing on the intercom. I was confused about what had happened.


Loggerhead Sea turtles nest on the island. On the boat ride to the island, my husband and daughter saw a huge one in the water. I missed it.


We were fortunate to go on a day that the Egmont Key Alliance was having a workday. We learned things that we might not have found out. The lighthouse was first lighted in 1858. During the civil war, the original lens was removed and hid. That made it harder for the Union soldiers locate the shore. The Egmont Key Alliance is in possession of the original lamp house. It was found in the vegetation on the island. If they ever get a nice couple million dollar donation the housing can be restored and reinstalled on top of the lighthouse.


In 1849, Egmont Key was declared a military reservation after a survey by the Army Corp of Engineers. One of the members of that survey group was Captain Robert E. Lee, who later commanded the Confederate Army during the Civil War. During the Spanish American War, there was a need for permanent coastal fortifications. There was fear that the Spanish Navy would attack the Port of Tampa.


The war ended before Fort Dade was build on Egmont Key but the military still deemed it necessary.  In its heyday, troops at Fort Dade enjoyed a movie theater, tennis courts and a gymnasium. Above is one of four batteries on the island. Only three are accessible. The forth is in the wilderness refuge. From the satellite view, it appears to be mostly underwater. The island is losing the battle with mother nature. It is eroding away.


There is not much evidence of the former military presence. Besides the batteries, the Guard House survived. It has been restored by the Alliance and is used to educate people about the island and the wildlife.


There are a lot of foundations left. I believe this was the bakery. According to a member of the Alliance, the popular belief is that most of the buildings were burned down by the government or law enforcement during Prohibition. The island was being used by bootleggers.


The island still has the original brick roads. They circle around the remaining foundations. Most foundations have markers to tell you what would have been there.


There are also some tracks remaining. The Alliance speculates that they were used to transport supplies around the island. They are an odd size. It is unknown what sort of cart was used on the tracks. This was near the coast on the side facing the main land.


Why do you go to an island? For your own spot of paradise. A secluded beach that you don’t have to share. The thing on the extreme left of the photo is the remains of the power plant. Most of it was in the water. The sound of the waves crashing is very relaxing. I could stay there forever.


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Celebrate You

Congratulations! You lost 5 more pounds.  You are looking great.  Ok, not great, but you are looking better than you have in years. You feel on top of the world. Let’s make a banner and hang it high. This should be celebrated. Quick! Someone ordered confetti.

Stop! Hold the presses!

News flash-  Not everyone is happy about your weight loss success.

What? That is crazy! Don’t they see the sunrays beeming down on me? Don’t they hear the birds singing?


Ok, no birds. I get it. But shouldn’t they be happy that I am doing something to improve my health?

In theory.  But not everyone is happy you are bettering yourself. For a variety of reasons, some people are not happy about it at all.

Perhaps they are happy with your status as their fat friend and don’t want that to change.

Perhaps they are annoyed at their own weight loss struggles and just don’t want to hear about how good you are doing.

Perhaps since you are getting out and doing more things they are worried about their status in your life changing.

Perhaps it is just all that confetti you keep throwing around. It is making a mess.

Your successes deserve to be celebrated. Not just weight loss, but all successes. Be your biggest fan. Sometimes your celebrations need to be a party of one. 

Celebrate all that is you!


The Return to Normal

Today marks the forth week since I was admitted to the hospital. I never intended on staying gone so long. In fact, on the way to the hospital, I worried about the blog post I never finished. It was a week before Easter. Here are the paper carrot beads that I was going to feature.


I feel good. I had a follow up with the surgeon who confirmed things are doing just fine. The top incision is a little sore still, but that is normal. I’m not even sure sore is the right word. I am aware of its presence.

I haven’t been able to pull myself back on track. Not with blogging. Not with watching what I eat. Not with housework. Not with the budget. This week I am going to make an effort to get back into my routine. There is no physical reason why I shouldn’t. I just feel like I can’t organize my thoughts. My mind is pulled in too many directions and I’m having trouble focusing on one single task for long.

My biggest problem right now is eating. I know I am eating to much. It is a novelty to me. In spite of being obese, for years I have had to be careful not to overdo things. If I did, it cause a gallbladder attack. I no longer have that barometer to tell me when I need to quit. I need to get control of it. This needs to happen immediately.

Next week I have the lose goal of finding my routine. I will resume my daily to do list to help keep me on track. I will post an update on the garden and make some beads if I can still remember how. It has been awhile.

I look forward to seeing you soon.