Comparisons to Kirstie Alley

Hearken to the days when "Cheers" was not syndicated yet. People who first met me told me I resembled Kirstie Alley. Tall, skinny Kirstie Alley mind you; with no neck, beautiful lips, long, gorgeous hair, the over-the-top hand gestures, the whiny voice, and stomp-stomp-stomping out of scenes because Sam Malone has irritated her to no end. Back then, I didn't mind being called out as resembling Kirstie Alley.

These days I mind.

But like her, and like millions of people, I struggle with my weight. I worked hard to lose almost 50 pounds in 7 months. It's almost all back. Just short of two years later. I just knew when I started Weight Watchers that I could lose all the weight. I was never confident I would embrace the entire lifestyle change necessary to make it stick. Same song and dance as everyone else, so no need to feel sorry for me or give me a pep talk. I get it.

So here I am, back to square 1.2. And not sure if I'm going to do anything about it.

But, just so you know, I'm back to big. In case you see me.

Dinner and dessert

We hit a local neighborhood for dinner last night. I had a hankerin' for a little Tex-Mex, so we went to Pepitos. We had an enjoyable time and the food, as always, tasted great. Afterwards, we hit the local creamery...Pumphouse Creamery. Mmmmm, good!

Max scarfed his Fresh Blueberry Buttermilk ice cream down and Cate was willing to share hers.
What a perfect spot for a little tot to hide!