I am Blind!!!! Well not really.

Last Month I moved in with my Mom and Dad. I moved half my stuff to my parents and half to a storage unit. In the ensuing chaos I lost my contact lenses. AHHH the agony. So now one of my only features that are passably attractive are hidden behind my glasses. This picture is not my eye but it was the closest I could find to my color. In the immortal words of my late Aunt Sue " Well Shit". Moving is the pits you always lose something. I don't even need a move to lose something. I am really hoping my soon to be ex-husband has my contacts. That would be really swell.
Has anyone ever seen the Life of Brian? Well today is my little sisters birthday and we went to Chuck o Rama this is an all you can eat buffet in case you didn't know that. So I feel like the guy who was in that movie that ate and ate. Until he finally eats a mint and explodes. If I eat so much a morsel I will explode and there will be little bits of Fat Susie all over the place. I hope that is a great image for you who might be reading this. This is obviously a complete contradiction to my goal of losing weight I know it you know it but there are only so many birthdays in a year. So I feel a little totally justified in almost exploding. Until Later Adiue.

Divorcee, Dead Aunts And Social Media.

So.... There has been a lot of things happening lately. First... I am getting divorced. I know it sucks. I love him but it just didn't work out. Its a brave new world for me. Hopefully I can get out there and get some. ;-)
This is kind of a sad post because my Aunt died this week. She was the original Susie. I am very saddened by her quick unexpected death. I will miss you Aunt Sue. With her death came some a weird complication brought on by Social Media Apparently someone from the clinic that monitors my blood, saw that some one in my family named Susie died on my cousins Facebook page. So as you guessed it they were certain that I had shuffled off this mortal coil to trip the light fantastic. But I can assure you my enlightened reader I am not dead (though some days the thought has merit). I have merely been taking a hiatus from blogging to get it together. 
However the thought of being dead has lit a fire under my bum that has me getting  back out there. Today I went on a 2 1/2 mile walk . I know, I know I live dangerously. But what is the point of living if you cant walk 2 1/2 half miles. I jest I am a total slug. But  I am going to work on not dying and not wallowing in the self pity of a divorce.
So I am going to Work hard an hopefully blog a little more with Pictures oh dear reader I have ramped up my picture taking so wait for it..........
Its me (on the right) and my supper good friend eating pineapple and really truly alive. I am rambling now so have a good night until later.

Feel The Burn

So... As I am fairly new to the workout scene I am trying to figure out what the best work out would be for me when I realize I am a total wimp. I tired Pilates and oh dear lord it must have been invented by some sadistic monster as a form of torture. 2 days and my abdomen is still burning like the fires of Hades. However from all that I have read this means that should be building muscle. Nice firm, toned muscle under a juicy layer of fat.
I also tried Kickboxing and as cool as it sounds all I think of when I punch my arm through the air is how much my under arm fat jiggles. If some one were standing near me the would get slapped in the face by a wave of jiggling arm fat. I feel that I must continue these glorious work outs in the privacy of my own bedroom with the door locked and the curtains drawn tight until such a time years from now I am lean mean fighting machine.
However I am going keep on going and stick with it because living to 40 is much more important then a little pain and embarrassment now. Also if you see me walking down the street shaking my groove thing in a way no person of my size ever should just know it is a life and death struggle and just avert your gaze.

I wish I could Quit you

Ahh, Delicious Coke You taunt me

Ok, Today is the day the last day I will ever have Coke for now. I will have to give up this caffeinated delight if I want to loose weight. So for the next few days I will be hell on wheels. I will be cranky and irritable. I will probably have to take some good doses of my crazy pills but I will make it through. And when I come out the other side I will hopefully have lost a pound or 2 maybe. But I tell you what today is a bad day to start not drinking coke because I already have a headache brewing from the new years eve festivities. Happy New Year!!!

My Arch Nemisis ( for today)

So it has been snowing here is Utah for the last few days. And I have shoveled the drive way and the walk way twice today. This is really something for me because up until Christmas Eve of this year (2012) I cannot recall a single time I have ever Shoveled the drive way. The snow keeps coming it is silently taunting me as I sit here looking out the window getting more and more frustrated as all my hard work for the day gets covered up by this fluffy cloud of white. Snow is a devious thing it looks pretty but if you stop paying attention for one second it knocks you on your butt literally. Curse you Snow!!!!!! Next time I am bringing an extension cord and a blow dryer we'll see who's the boss then.

Starting Out

First Blog Post Ya!!!! So in case you didn't notice from the title I am fat capital F-A-T! I am the product of bad diet, little exercise and evolution.  I come from large Scottish stock we are bred to withstand cold while standing in a field wearing nothing but a skirt and a large blanket over our shoulder.
So this blog is more for me then anyone else though if for some divine reason you should find yourself reading this Welcome. Here is my Story....
Recently I suffered from some terrible depression so the my  kind doctor says lets see if there is some underlying physical reason you might be depressed. And I say Sure! That was my first mistake, my normal philosophy it that ignorance is bliss ( this has gotten me into some trouble on occasion ). So the test results come back and..... I am pre-diabetic so  close I can almost taste the insulin shots coming.  I also have a Vitamin D deficiency and an under active thyroid. So all I can think in my head is AWESOME!!! I am going to die by 40. (I'm 33) This of course is my depression thinking worst case scenario.  So I go and see my internist ( who is fantastic btw) and he gets out his pen and draws me all these charts on the paper over the table and says you can take yet another drug ( I am already take 9 a day) or you can loose weight. Well I get all weepy because I have tried this before. So he gives me this pep talk and makes me feel all motivated. We bring it in for a fist bump and I make a decision. I am going to loose weight if it kills me because if I don't it will kill me. So I am going to start my journey on Jan 1. Because trying to start a diet over the holidays is like trying to empty a lake with a solo cup.  So I will exercise and diet but first I will make preparations so I know what I am doing when that day dawns bright and early I will get my fat ass out of bed start my journey to skinny.