I know you've all been hanging out on the internet waiting to hear what my new levels are.
Well, not too bad and not too good, I guess. Higher than what they outta be but lower than what I expected after a week of unbridled Indiana-style eating.
Cholesterol: 211
Tryglycerides: 201
And my good old Doctor wrote me out a prescription to put on the fridge. It reads: lose 6-12 lbs in 6 weeks. That's 1-2 lbs. a week. CHICKEN FISH VEGGIES and Cheerios. He told me he personally hates oatmeal so he won't prescribe it for me.
He also prescribed something for my HEART and more exercise. I don't know what is worse. Doctor mandated dating or forced aerobics. He said I will be healthier and less depressed if I had a guy in my life. I thought that was what MACKIE is for, but apparently it's not quite enough.
So I'm back on the diet, because he said if I lost the weight but did not lose the extra numbers in my levels, that he would PERSONALLY get me free meds. Now, you can't beat that, can you? I guess it is because he knows I really can lower my levels with diet and exercise and love if I'd just give it the old College Try.
In a Nutshell...
- Miss Pink Ponsonby
- Find yourself a cup of tea;
the teapot is behind you.
Now tell me about hundreds of things.
~Saki
Mission Statement
There is an old saying: there are no ugly babies and no ugly quilts. I'd like to add to that falsehood by saying I think there are no ugly china patterns, teapots, aprons or vintage fabrics. I love all those old things, even when they are less than palatable to the 'modern' eye.
We seem to put such a priority on teaching our girl children to be competitive, strong, and really good soccer players. I think this is wonderful, but I wish we spent just as much time passing down the things of our Mother's and Grandmothers: Needlework, Baking, the feeling of satisfaction from something as simple as seeing a line of sheets hanging taut on the clothesline, snapping in the breeze, and the joy of creating something--anything--from scratch.
In this new world we have tossed off anything we wore last season, drove last year, or sat on for the last 4 years. Everything has to be new and more expensive than the one before.
Along with all this greedy desire to consume and to always have what's new and in fashion, we seem to have tossed out those old things like Manners, Femininity and Housewifely Pursuits. Sew on a button or just throw the shirt away? Mend a torn hem or just toss out the skirt?
Miss Pink Ponsonby shakes her head at all this shallow consumption, dons her apron, tidies her doilies and serves tea in vintage cups with homemade goodies on antique plates.
Rhino Rollover
We seem to put such a priority on teaching our girl children to be competitive, strong, and really good soccer players. I think this is wonderful, but I wish we spent just as much time passing down the things of our Mother's and Grandmothers: Needlework, Baking, the feeling of satisfaction from something as simple as seeing a line of sheets hanging taut on the clothesline, snapping in the breeze, and the joy of creating something--anything--from scratch.
In this new world we have tossed off anything we wore last season, drove last year, or sat on for the last 4 years. Everything has to be new and more expensive than the one before.
Along with all this greedy desire to consume and to always have what's new and in fashion, we seem to have tossed out those old things like Manners, Femininity and Housewifely Pursuits. Sew on a button or just throw the shirt away? Mend a torn hem or just toss out the skirt?
Miss Pink Ponsonby shakes her head at all this shallow consumption, dons her apron, tidies her doilies and serves tea in vintage cups with homemade goodies on antique plates.
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