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We spent most of the month of May traveling. First, we went to Israel, for the wedding of one of my dearest friends. It is a long trip from the East Coast to Israel, but we were so happy to go, and see our friend, and attend this happiest of events. Yes, we were quite jet lagged, though we barely had a chance to feel it, as we were so busy. We had a wonderful time, from the bachelorette party to the wedding to the post-wedding breakfast. Then it was on to Jerusalem, which was awe-inspiring. Seeing the Western Wall, touching it, leaving my prayers there, well, what more is there to say, really? We toured Jerusalem and saw so many beautiful, historic sites. Here's what's interesting: I ate more than usual (I think). The Mediterranean menu naturally served everywhere there, coupled with lots of walking, seems to work, though, because neither my husband nor I gained an ounce the entire time we were there. Clearly, there is a lesson to be learned from this part of our journey. The latter part of the month of May we spent in Puerto Rico, for my nephew's 8th grade graduation. Initially, we had no intention of attending this event. However, my nephew has been depressed since the death of my father, and we decided to go. Family is important. It was a lot of fun! Interesting, too. When I graduated from 8th grade, there was a small ceremony, and a party afterwards. We were all home by midnight, I think. These kids had their graduation ceremony. Then a weekend at a hotel. Holy . . . Wow! Major event! I should say events. There was a dance (most of the adults pretty much went to bed and let the kids dance until 3:00 am -- let the chaperones deal with them). The next day there was a beach party for the kids (complete with bonfire) while the adults had a more relaxed BBQ. Later on there was a cocktail party with karaoke for the adults while the kids had yet another party (this was their farewell party). It was all very sweet. By the end, I was exhausted. But my nephew had a wonderful time, which was the point. And I only gained a pound or so. I can deal with that. Now, it is time to be home for the summer and get down to the business of weight loss. I have books downloaded on my Kindle. Currently reading Searching for Sylvie Lee (if you need a book for June, this one is fantastic). I also need to get back into the daily practice of meditation, which I have dropped, for some reason. I really need to get back to that. Basically, I feel like I need to get back into daily habits: Meditation. Blogging. Etc. My life became such a shambles in the spring, when my father's condition deteriorated and then when he passed away. I feel, now, like I need to pick up the pieces of my life and become me again. I don't know if that makes any sense. So, if you want to go on this journey with me, welcome. And be warned. I ramble a lot.
Hey Guys - Just thought I would write a quick post. I am having a blast dating this man I met. He lives in Maryland and buying a home in Texas... So sort of a traveler. He is 62 (I'm 55) and he is retired and we met here in Florida - and he asked me for Date #1 (weekend in Austin and San Antonio... and Date 2 Thursday - Monday in Playa Del Carmen. SO grateful to have the weight off for these summer trips - bathing suits and the like. I just go do stuff and love to look good - and when I don't (extra skin crepy skin, wrinkles) I don't obsess. Easy to do when you are thinner - hard to be ok with that and extra weigh running around in a suit. For me anyway. So, we flew down together form Ft Lauderdale and then had a ride to the hotel - checked in and hit the beach... The resort was very nice - we had a gorgeous master bedroom, guest room (me) 2 bathrooms, kitchen, liv room, jacuzzi... and for the last 2 days we had a spectacular view of the ocean. Next day I awake at like 4:30 and get dressed for snorkeling. We were going to meet a private guide at 7:10 and I did not realize what time it was. So there I was already at like 5:15 am. whoops. I woke Greg up and said c'mon. He thought I was adorable.... Anyhoo.. eventually we went to meet Eddie. Well, somehow we screwed that up - and did not book Eddie. So we schedule him for Sunday and decided on Plan B. We went running like 5 miles.. explored a nearby local beach and then went back to the pool. Had amazing Shrimp ceviche and fattening banana chips with Green tomatillo sauce (and drinks - ill spare you the details). That night we went to 5th Ave - lots of local shops, fun music, performers. We had a drink at a great spot and then dinner at an Italian place. Then music at the bar. What an amazing day. Next day, we went on a Catamaran trip with snorkeling, drinking, lunch etc. Phenomenal. Then the pool for the rest of the day (back to shrimp ceviche.. Yum!!). That night we went to a restaurant that was amazing!!!! At least atmosphere was unbelievably special and the food was good... not as good as say the to NY Chefs..but good.. and pretty.
So, I am REALLY craving Niger (in so many ways). I miss my little village, Kollo, where each night I would go to my neighbors house to eat dinner together. Three to four girls all seated, indian style, around a platter of rice and beans, rice and sauce, or maca(roni) with sauce. Starch, starch, starch ... but I was also walking and biking more than 10km each day. My village was so amazing. I don't miss the litter all over and the human and animal deification on all paths ... I miss the smiling faces as I passed by, surprised that I could greet them back in their native language. I miss the appreciation for being a "big girl"... man was I hot stuff? I miss the little inspection where I "worked". I miss posing three cups of tea with the men and playing cards with the younger boys. I relished my status as an honorary man. As an American I could play both traditional and non-traditional roles which would not be accepted with a Nigerien girl. I miss my dog and hot nights under the infinitely starry sky (and mosquito net). I miss walking to the river just for fun and to watch the fishermen navigate their handmade wooden canoes with such grace that I could never muster on such an unsteady looking vessel. I miss the melody of the call to prayer and the beautiful clothes that the women going to pray each Friday wear. I miss walking with my host sister into town, our goal to find a cold apple flavored soda and homemade beef jerky with a side of millet pancakes and charcoal roasted corn. As I speak, my husband (a Niger native) is cooking a traditional dish made of dried and pounded cassava served with onions, oil, peanut powder and a spicy tomato sauce. I'm craving it soooo bad but I am making myself "weight" until my one month mark to give myself a cheat snack, snack I repeat ... not a whole day. I hope every is having a good week despite maybe having some hard days. Just be patient with yourself and don't get too down on yourself when you are tempted. We are human after all. The photo is during the Muslim holiday known as Tabaski ... it is a celebration 70 days following the period of fasting (Ramadan)
I am so excited! I am traveling this week. For the first time in a long time, I did not have to use a seatbelt extender on the airplane! I still have a lot of weight to lose, but this is just the encouragement I need to stay "on program." I got my daily walk in this morning, and I plan to try to find a scale to help me keep track! It's going to be a good week. Food is not the only important thing at Thanksgiving. There will probably be food again sometime. I don't have to eat some of everything this year. I will eat only the things that I plan for. I brought some Jenny Craig meals, and I stopped at a local grocery store to pick up fresh fruit and nonfat yogurt. Thank you, Anne and Nosa for being my constant cheerleaders! I am determined to be good to me this week.