Nutritious Foods after Weight Loss Surgery


I always try to keep some Tyson Grilled & Ready Chicken Breast Strips on hand all the time. You get 19 grams of protein in just 3 ounces and only 2.5 grams of fat. For those of you that don’t know, I am 5 months post-op for vertical sleeve gastrectomy, (weight loss surgery). I’ve lost 60 pounds to date. Woo hoo! You pop the chicken breast strips in the microwave for about 1 1/2 minutes and voila’ they are done. I’m eating some homemade cole slaw with mine today, but you can add whatever you want. Some days I eat some raw veggies and a piece of low-fat string cheese. My new and improved stomach can hold about 6 ounces at one time. Others of you who have had weight loss surgery may be able to hold more or maybe even less. My nutritionist has encouraged me to eat 3 times a day and maybe 1 snack, but it’s been hard due to my work schedule. I usually end up eating 4-5 times per day and the 5th time is usually a snack. I say, “whatever works for you, do it.” Only you know your own body. I eat about every 4 hours throughout the day, which in my opinion is optimal to maintain steady blood sugar levels. Trust me, no one wants to be around me when I’m cranky due to lack of food.

For anyone interested, here is my cole slaw recipe:

1/2 head cabbage, your choice of green or purple – it all tastes the same to me, (the purple is festive!)

1/4 of a large red onion

2-3 carrots, peeled, (if they are organic, you don’t have to worry about peeling them)

1-2 tablespoons of reduced-fat Mayo, (I prefer Blue Plate or Duke’s – whatever you prefer)

1-2 tablespoons of Apple Cider Vinegar

2 teaspoons of local honey OR 2 packets of no-calorie sweetener

garlic powder, to taste

black pepper, optional

Sea salt, to taste


Chop all the veggies with a sharp knife or pop them into a food processor and it’s done in less than a minute. In a separate bowl mix together the mayo, vinegar, garlic, pepper, salt and either honey or no-calorie sweetener. Once mixed, add the wet ingredients to the veggies and stir. Place in the fridge for at least an hour before serving. Makes about 4 (1/2 cup) servings.

***I used 2 teaspoons of local Muscadine honey in mine simply because I am trying to eat more “whole” foods. If you are diabetic or glucose intolerant/sensitive, check with your physician or nutritionist before using honey. You can also use raw cane sugar or whatever else you use for an alternative sweetener to regular white sugar.

The ingredients in cole slaw have some great nutritional benefits AND it’s much cheaper to make your own! Cabbage is a good source of fiber, calcium, Vitamin C, Thiamin, Iron, Magnesium, Phosphorus, Vitamin K, potassium and Vitamin B6. Carrots are an excellent source of Vitamin A and red onions help improve your immune system. There are many benefits to consuming apple cider vinegar and you can read about them here:

Well, that’s all for today folks! Until next time………

Not All Who Need Teaching Are Ready To Be Taught


For the last two months I worked as a temporary employee at a local oil company. My role there was an Accounting Clerk and let me tell you……….I learned very quickly that I am NOT naturally inclined to Accounting. Ugh!!!!! There are some out there who thrive in that environment and maybe you are one of them. I mean no disrespect to anyone, but it’s not for me! I can’t believe that it’s been so long since I’ve posted on here, but when you work a full-time job and then go home and work a second full-time job as a seemingly single parent – some things get pushed to the wayside. However, I’m back! I officially left that job this morning and will be starting a new job this coming Friday working from home. Now that I’ll be working from home, I will hopefully have more to time to devote what is most important to me, health and wellness, and sharing what I learn with each of you. Wherever you are on your journey, I’m right here with you.

I’ve come to learn that in life there are three main types of people who come into our lives. Those who we learn something from. Those of whom WE teach something. Those who come across our paths and there is really no action needed, except to observe. Not all who need teaching are ready to be taught. I have experienced all three in these last few weeks. I suppose the best lesson that I’ve learned is that not all people are what they seem. Even the ones that you think are really good people can be deceitful and lie to your face all the while planning ways to contribute to your failure. It is their actions that I watch, not necessarily the words that come from their mouths. My Mother once gave me some wise advice – keep your mouth shut and your ears open, you’ll learn alot. Wow! What profound words, Mom! I also learned that sometimes when you meet someone and think that they are snobby or aloof, that’s not always the case. Maybe they are preoccupied in their own misery to notice anyone new in their immediate environment. Anyway, enough already about my most recent job. My heart goes out to those who are absolutely miserable working there. You know who you are.

One thing that I noticed immediately about myself while working at my last job was that every chance I got, whether it be on my lunch break or one of my 10-minute breaks, I would read everything I could about alternative and complimentary health. My heart was truly NOT at my job, but a million miles away thinking about the kind of life that I really want. My hope and goal is to be a teacher to those that would learn, a messenger of hope to those who would dare to consider that life could be better and a beacon of communication to those who are searching for answers. I’ve mentioned in earlier posts about envisioning what this blog can become. I am devoted to learning all that can and then providing that information on here. One thing that I found a little funny about myself while working at my previous job was finding myself playing nurse-maid and counselor to those around me. A few days ago my co-worker came to work with obvious cold-like symptoms. I could hear her hacking cough, her sniffling nose and her demonstrative sneezes through the cubicle walls that separated us. My first thought was not that it was annoying me and keeping me from working, but how could I help her? I immediately began thinking of natural remedies to help her. I wrote them down on a piece of paper and walked over to her desk. I began to ask about her symptoms and the duration of each. As I handed her the paper, I realized that it was as if I was handing her a prescription. I couldn’t help but laugh at myself and explained to her what I just realized about myself. As she read the paper, she began to ask me questions about what I had written down. I patiently explained to her why she should follow my advice and the scientific reasons behind it. It never even occurred to me that one of my bosses could have come by and saw me not working, but counseling my co-worker about her health. Just last night while going through the check-out line at the store, the cashier began telling me about her dermatitis and what treatment would I recommend. Everywhere I go people come up to me, friends, family and total strangers, and talk about their health problems. I think that instead of ME finding my calling – it has found me. Thank the Good Lord above!!!!!!

To any of you that may read any of my posts for the first time or to any of you who follow this blog……..thanks for reading and/or following. I am back with a renewed sense of urgency to continue the path for which I believe I was born to follow. My purpose is beckoning me along with a seemingly sense of urgency. It’s as if the Universe is telling me that I don’t have time to dawdle anymore. It’s time to get down to business and fulfill my life’s purpose. This blog began as a way to connect with those who struggle with obesity and weight loss. Which, by the way, I am down 60 pounds so far! Woo hoo! I am beginning to realize that I have so much to contribute. This girl needs teaching and I’m ready to listen and learn. As I learn, I will teach. In order to teach, the teacher must first learn the lesson.

Peace & Love – may you find it, embrace it and spread it around!

Blind Faith


Today I was reading about all the chemicals that most of us put on our bodies everyday by way of deodorant, shampoo. soap, etc. We put chemicals on our skin. We drink them. We eat them in our food. We breathe them. We are told that they are good for us. We naively go along with this belief system until something stops us dead in our tracks, no pun intended. A close relative has been recently diagnosed with Lupus, which is an autoimmune disease. For those of you who don’t know what that is, you can read about it here, I have been there from the beginning with her before she received her diagnosis and along the way since. It is a horrible disease and it slowly kills its victim, but not without causing all kinds of havoc upon the body with really weird symptoms sometimes. So, through my researching this disease it has become more and more apparent to me that what we put in and on our bodies DOES affect our overall health. I’m not suggesting that she brought this disease upon herself. I’m simply stating that I have made the connection in my mind that some diseases are completely preventable with changing one’s diet and exercise. Even though she suffers daily with this disease and as of today there is no known cure for it, she can, however, improve her overall quality of life, her immune system and energy levels by her attitude, better food choices and other such common sense remedies that most of us have forgotten. 

We are bombarded by the media about how being exposed to the sun is so bad for our skin. Yet, we need to get sunshine everyday for our bodies to produce Vitamin D. Granted, we don’t need to lie out in the sun and bake for hours. We can get adequate exposure at around 15-20 minutes. We, as an American society, horde up sunscreen like there is no tomorrow and because we use it all the time most of us walk around with Vitamin D deficiency. Vitamin D has been shown to help facilitate normal immune system function, the normal growth and development of bones and teeth, and improved resistance against certain diseases, including cancer. Obviously, we can take supplements when we are lacking the “sunshine” vitamin. I have been taking Vitamin D for several years after I was diagnosed with some benign thyroid nodules. I was advised to take Vitamin D to help prevent those nodules from turning into cancer. I take it religiously and hope for the best. For those of us who are carrying around extra weight, vitamin D deficiencies are problematic and very common. If you are interested in reading what the correlations are between obesity and Vitamin D deficiencies, you can read about it here:

Over these last few months of beginning the whole surgical weight loss process and then having the subsequent weight loss surgery, I have been awakened with a passion for helping others, especially the bariatric community. I’m hoping that with sharing my surgical weight loss journey with you that you can find hope for leading a healthier life, too. It’s not easy! I’m sure you know that if you are like the millions of other Americans who struggle with being overweight and obese. I have been remiss in adding some of the recipes that I have been using for the last 3 months since surgery. I plan to add some meal plans, recipes and suggestions on here as soon as possible. The more I read the more I feel fired up with excitement to share what I’m learning with you. I have been making changes all the time and implementing them into my family’s diets as well. I am currently researching everything I can about creating natural beauty products. I look at it this way: if I went to all the trouble I did having weight loss surgery and having to drastically change my diet and lifestyle then I’m going to change everything else, too. I stopped drinking tap water 3 months ago. I only drink filtered water now. We have hard water where I live and I definitely don’t want to end up lining my kidneys and bladder with calcium and lime from tap water, which can cause all kinds of health problems. I feel like I was given a new leash on life having had weight loss surgery. I take care of my body now and I’m careful about what I put in and on my body, but, I’m still learning so I know that there are some things that need improvement and change. 

The premise for this blog is really still in its infancy. I have hopes and dreams for what all I want to accomplish. I finally feel like I have found my calling in life and I’m going with my gut, pun intended, and moving forward on blind faith.As I learn I will share with you. We will combat the disease of Obesity together, one person at a time. One moment at a time, if need be.I learned a very valuable lesson a few years ago: in order to teach, the teacher must first learn the lesson. I must have been destined to be a teacher because I have sure had my share of learned lessons. Hopefully, we can all learn something and pass it along until the message is loud and clear and collectively, all of us will become the change we want to see in the world.


Until next time…………….Namaste’  :)

Spreading Love Through Food

Spreading Love Through Food

So I went to the doctor today because I have not been feeling my fabulous, sexy self for the last week or so……I really hoped that losing weight would help with some chronic conditions that I have suffered with my entire life. They have improved, but unfortunately not resolved entirely. I’m talking about having weak lungs, not anything to do with weight loss surgery. I was born with weakened lungs and have dealt with asthma and bronchitis my entire life. I can literally go weeks without having to use my rescue inhaler. Last week something triggered a reaction and things began to spiral out of control. So anyway, I saw my regular family doctor today and reiterated that I have had weight loss surgery and have lost about 40 pounds. I wasn’t expecting a pat on the back or anything but they didn’t remark upon it at all. Okay whatever…….I thought. So as I’m going to the check-out window to pay my bill I look down and see that there are several sheets of paper in my hand. I look past the initial one and find 2 sheets explaining the benefits of weight loss and a sample menu. WTF????? Didn’t I just explain that I had undergone weight loss surgery and have to date lost 40 pounds? Obviously, the doc did not listen. How many other patients will not be heard today? How many conditions will go undiagnosed due to human error? How many will have to suffer because they didn’t use the correct words to convey their symptoms?

I am fortunate and blessed that I have taken anatomy, physiology and terminology classes and have also worked for various doctor’s offices. I would really hate to think what my overall health would be if I were like so many others in the world who don’t how to talk to a doctor or health professional. Still yet, I couldn’t help but feel a little pissed that I was so blatantly judged and labelled. You see – I know exactly how it feels to be a fat person and also a thin person. I have been both. It’s physically hard living as a fat person. At my highest weight I had almost no energy to do anything. The least bit of activity completely wore me out. The emotional pain was unbearable. To live in a world that is consumed with having a perfect outer appearance and being perpetually young is really hard if you don’t fit into either of those. It’s make you feel invisible.

I’ve come to the conclusion that all of us have a purpose for being here on Earth. I really believe that each of us were born with some kind of gift or talent that if we exercised would create a better world for all of us to enjoy. The problem is that most of us go around searching in all the wrong places trying to figure out what else there is to life. I have said countless times over the course of my life that I wonder what is missing. “Is this all there is to life?”

One day a couple of years ago, seemingly from nowhere, the thought hit me…….”In order to teach, the teacher must first learn the lesson.” Wow! In that split second it all made sense. You ever have those moments of such divine clarity that you feel overfilled with understanding to the point of imploding? That was one such moment for me. For those 4-5 seconds everything made perfect sense to me. I said those words over and over in my mind and out loud committing them to memory. At the time I was working in one of the worst possible industries for me – Sales. I was so unhappy working in that particular job. It caused me undue stress which ended up negatively affecting my health.  I’ve come to realize that some jobs are not worth doing. It’s best to know what your strengths and weaknesses are in order to move on to something better suited to your personality, aptitude and values.

So what have I learned about myself, especially since having weight loss surgery? I think I have finally found my calling. Friends, family and even total strangers come up to me with their problems and asking for my advice. Here in the last few years the questions have been more and more to do with health and wellness. I have decided that if given the chance to go back to school I want to become a Dietitian/Nutritionist/Nutritional Counselor/Health Coach. I realize that there some differences between those titles, but ultimately the end result is the same. I want to help people who are struggling with health and wellness. We all have to eat in order to survive. I strongly believe that what you put into your body will either help in the body’s innate healing process or it will enable sickness and dis-ease to take root thereby creating a breeding ground for preventable conditions such as hypertension and diabetes and obesity. I can help people struggling with obesity.  I can approach each individual with empathy and understanding. I can learn to help others who are suffering with other diseases and conditions. Maybe changing their diets won’t cure their problems, but it can definitely improve their overall quality of life. I’m currently working on creating a diet and menu for my Mom who has Lupus. I am convinced that some of her symptoms will improve over time as she incorporates some of the Earth’s natural remedies into her overall diet. I’m not suggesting that she will be cured. I encourage her to continue taking the medications that have been prescribed to her.

In the meantime, do something to help yourself and buy local organic food whenever possible. The big supermarket chains won’t notice if you don’t shop there, but the local farmers will. You can make a difference in the lives of the farmers in your area. Learn what foods are in season and try to create some new and healthy dishes that your family will grow to love. If you do nothing different with your diet at all at least try to drink more water. Most people walk around dehydrated and don’t even know it. Dehydration can turn serious really quick.

Until next time…….be safe, be healthy and spread the love.


Learning To Be Happy Just As I Am


Good morning, good afternoon and good evening to all the beautiful people in the world!

It is still morning here where I am and I just finished my breakfast of 2 scrambled eggs with a piece of low-fat string cheese. I’ve also had 3 small bites of plain oatmeal with a chopped strawberry and I am stuffed!!! For those of you that don’t know, I had weight loss surgery back in May and to date I have lost 40 pounds. Woohoo and hallelujah! My days consist of eating 3 meals, usually 4-5 hours apart and one small snack before bed. I drink water and water-based drinks all day long in between meals. However, after a meal I cannot drink anything for about 30 minutes. My altered stomach can only hold so much. Putting food and liquid in there at the same time makes me very uncomfortable. If I put too much liquid or food in my stomach or put it in there too fast, it will come back up. Sorry if that is too much information, but that is my daily reality! Most days I don’t even think about my altered stomach, but it has taken weeks to finally get to this point.

In the beginning, after weight loss surgery, I had alot of head hunger; meaning that I thought I wanted to eat, but I really couldn’t physically ingest more food. I started out eating every three hours just like a newborn baby. The consistency of the foods I ate were more along the lines of baby food-consistency. I went through a bit of feeling depressed for a while when my family came home with junk food and I couldn’t eat it. However those feelings have passed, thank God. Nowadays, I eat for fuel so that I can have energy to get through my day. At least I no longer have strong food aversions. It’s really hard trying to eat when everything is unappetizing. I think I went through a mourning phase for food. It was a shock to my body. I had pretty much whatever I wanted whenever I wanted and then all of a sudden I was consuming 300-500 calories a day. I haven’t had any Advil or caffeine since the end of April. That was hard giving up those two things! The hardest thing for me to give up was diet soft drinks. I used to drink them all day long. I had actually convinced myself that diet Ginger Ale would settle an upset stomach. In reality, I don’t think it did. I could have just taken a Gas-X and got the same results.

I don’t have hunger pangs and I no longer eat “by the clock.” So how do I know when to eat? Usually when I need to eat I start to feel shaky. My heart races. I start feeling cold all over. I feel empty and light-headed. I can drink some water and feel okay for a few minutes, but when my body needs fuel, it needs food. Thankfully, it doesn’t take much for me to feel full and within a few minutes I feel exponentially better. I have to be careful what I eat, though. I have to be conscientious of how much fat, sugar and carbs are in the foods that I eat. If I get too much of any of those I will start feeling nauseated. If I eat too many carbs I will start feeling uncontrollably sleepy. I try to get my carbs from veggies and fruits. Every few days or so I might eat some whole wheat crackers. This morning I had three small bites of oatmeal. Oatmeal seems to be a better choice of carbs than crackers for me. I have eaten about 4 bowls of Cheerios in the last 3 months. Sometimes I crave them, but it’s not very often. I haven’t eaten any bread. I don’t want it. I tried a piece of pasta and it didn’t make it past the inside of my mouth. The texture tasted so disgusting to me. I haven’t had pizza since April. It used to make my mouth water just smelling it, but now I don’t have any feelings towards it at all. Isn’t that funny that I keep referring to food and how it makes me feel?

Some of you might wonder if I could have just lost the weight without having surgery. The answer is no. I tried for years to lose the weight on my own and the most I ever lost was 26 pounds and that took 6 months. I never realized how addicted I was to sugar and carbs until I had to go on the 10-day pre-op liquid protein diet. I went through withdrawals as my body shifted into ketosis. I was then that I realized just how much of a problem I had with food. It wasn’t a matter of self-discipline it was literally a matter of addiction. Yes, a food addiction. All of us need to eat in order to live. I ate whenever I felt hungry, of course, but also for every kind of unhealthy reason as well. I am an emotional eater. Even now after having weight loss surgery if I begin to experience something very unpleasant, I immediately start thinking that I need to eat. I have begun to realize that having a burning sensation in my stomach and/or a feeling of not being able to take a deep breath has nothing to do with hunger. I used food as a way to deal with stress.

I won’t lie and say that it’s been easy. It hasn’t! I can’t “eat” my emotions anymore so I have to find other ways to deal with the emotional roller coaster ride inside my mind. I am much more vocal about my feelings. I no longer stuff my emotions with food. I literally can’t. I am more out-spoken. I don’t try to be whatever everyone expects of me. I am real and this is a feeling of being raw and exposed. I laugh when I feel like laughing. I smile when I feel like smiling. I give my honest opinion when someone asks for it. I have learned to say “no” when I don’t want to do something. I feel empowered. Sometimes I’m bossy. Sometimes I’m in a bad mood. When I need time to myself, I take it and I don’t feel guilty.

Overall, weight loss surgery has worked wonderfully well for me so far. My only regret is that I didn’t have it sooner. I have said for years that if I hadn’t lost the weight on my own by the age of 40 then I would have weight loss surgery and that’s what I did. I gave myself the gift of better health and improved quality of life. I am learning to be happy just as I am and it feels wonderful!

Existential Crisis


I think I’ve been going through an existential crisis of sorts. Either that or I am going bat-shit crazy. Since having weight loss surgery I have undergone so many changes so fast that it would make any sane person’s head spin and sometimes I don’t feel so sane. Some days it feels like my mind is about a month behind what’s going on with my body. For example, I recently purchased some new clothes in my new smaller size. One specific piece of clothing is a cotton top that is periwinkle, my new favorite color. I put it in the washer and then the dryer. When I got it out of the dryer I really thought that it had shrunk. I was starting to feel upset that the new shirt had shrunk when I got the idea to try it on just to make sure. Lo and behold, it had not shrunk, I had. It was a bewildering moment. My brain was clearly not in sync with my body.

I’ve also noticed that as I lose more weight some of my interests that have lain dormant for years are resurfacing. I am much more interested in fashion and beauty products. I’m actually considering going to Cosmetology school in a few weeks. Me? Going to Cosmetology school at the age of 40? I’ve wanted to do for more than 20 years. I specifically remember a time when I was around 20 years old that I seriously considered it. I visited 3 different schools in the area and gathered all the necessary information to enroll. At the time, I ended up deciding not to pursue it. I had just recently begun giving private music lessons from my own personal studio space inside a large music store. At the time I really thought that I was going to become very successful as a Musician. Teaching music was my “day job” and I was going to become the next best Music Composer or so I thought. I had aspirations of writing theme music for movies and TV shows. My dream was to get signed by a record company as a New Age pianist. Wow! All the things we dream up when we’re young!!!! Only a couple of years later I became a Mother for the first time. Over the next 15 years I taught piano and violin lessons as a way to make extra income for my growing family of three sons.

I have recently been looking for a job again. It’s been about 10 weeks since surgery and I’m ready to get out there and start making some money. I have had no luck so far in finding a job. I’ve only been searching for about 4 weeks. I have had a couple of interviews but I have not received any job offers. Since weight loss surgery I really can’t stand the thoughts of working in an office. I have worked through a temp agency for the last several years as a medical office associate. I’ve done it enough to know that I absolutely cannot stand the thoughts of doing that for the rest of my life. Now that I’ve lost about 35 pounds I have so much energy now that it would be really hard for me to sit behind a desk all day long. During the last few weeks I have taken several personality and career aptitude tests on the internet. None of them have ever suggested that clerical type work would fulfill me. I know that…without taking a test to confirm it. So….it dawned on me today…..while I was feeling rather low and sorry for myself….maybe now is the time to revisit the idea of going back to school. For the last several years I have contemplated the idea of becoming a Licensed Massage Therapist, an Esthetician or Hair Stylist. I have this idea of becoming both a Licensed Massage Therapist and Esthetician. I’ve though about going to school to become a Massage Therapist first. It only takes about 6 months to complete. Get a job and then take Esthetic classes part-time while working. Or vice versa. Then I think about just taking the whole Cosmetology course so I have more options.

I live in an area that is economically depressed and there really aren’t many job options except working in healthcare AND hair, of course. I’ve come to the conclusion that most women are very particular about their hair. One time when I was at my hairdresser’s waiting my turn I noticed an elderly lady waiting patiently in the lobby area of the salon. When it was her turn to have her hair done she slowly stood up and steadied herself on her walker. A few minutes later my hairdresser announced that she was ready for me. As I sat in the chair she explained that the elderly lady was her 87-year-old grandmother who still came in for her weekly wash and curl. The lady had pretty advanced dementia and could barely walk, but “by grannies,” (pardon the pun), it was still a top priority for her to have nice looking hair. She couldn’t remember her children’s names half the time, but she knew when it was time for her weekly hair appointment.

The last temp job I did was at a women’s cancer center. I sat at the check-out window collecting co-pays and making future appointments for the patients after they saw the doctor. You would not believe how many women would schedule their doctor appointments and chemo treatments around their hair appointments. I am totally convinced that there is definitely a demand for a talented and hard-working hair stylist these days. I look at it this way: anything worth having in life takes hard work and I’m not afraid of a little hard work. I’ve thought long and hard about the longevity of a cosmetology career for myself. I’ve asked myself what will I do when I’m 50 or 60? Will I still be doing hair or waxing old lady’s upper lips? There are far worse jobs out there. I can’t really worry too much about what I’ll be doing when I’m 50. That’s 10 years away. I might not even live another 10 years. With my Dad having been diagnosed with cancer a couple of years ago and my Mom’s recent Lupus diagnosis….who’s to say that I’ll even live that long? Yes, I totally get it that all of us need to somewhat plan our future resources. I am fortunate and blessed that my husband’s job allows for not only his retirement but mine as well and I don’t work there, he does.

I envision myself going to school, finishing at the top of my class, getting an awesome first job, working under a brilliantly talented boss learning as much as possible and then one day opening up my own hair salon. That has been my dream for so long. Maybe I will do just that and by the time I am 50 I will have a successful career and a profitable business. I have the guts to do that very thing of what I just mentioned at the age of 40 than I would have at age 20. I realized something else today, too. Each of us were meant to be different from one another. I can’t compare myself, my life, my successes with others. I am unique and my family situation is unique. I’ve done what I’ve supposed to do with my life up to this point in my life. I did what I was meant to do. Having weight loss surgery is the catalyst that has finally helped me to pursue dreams from long ago. I’ve also learned throughout the years that what I do for a living has nothing to do with my intellect. In fact, I am more interested in pursuing something that will allow me to be creative. I value my creative and artistic abilities much more than intellect. Although it takes a bit of intellect to create a successful business. I have decided that I will be happy no matter what I do, but I would really like to be able to have the best of both worlds. And if that means I need to go back to school to make it happen then that is what I’ll do.


Until next time……..or until my next existential crisis………..Peace & Love – may you find it, embrace it and spread it around!

There’s Nothing But Blue Skies Ahead


I can’t believe it’s been a month since I’ve written a post! No wonder I’ve been going around with a crazy-eye look…’s been scary around here. So much has happened since my last post. Oh my goodness, I don’t even know where to start and to be honest, I’m not sure that I should really share that much of my personal life with the entire world anymore – not that it has stopped me before.  Suffice it to say, many things have transpired that needed to. Have you ever heard the saying, “all things happen for a reason?” I wholeheartedly believe in that concept.

I have been busy working on myself and pondering life-altering questions, like “who am I? what do I want out of life? what am I willing to sacrifice?” I watched a You tube video a while back and the person that posted the video posed the question of what is it that you are most resistant to doing in life? What suffering have you gone through that has created a passion inside you that you must now fulfill as your calling in life? After much consideration….let me tell you, I have driven myself crazy with that one, I decided that I am most passionate about helping others through nutrition and counseling. So that sort of sums up the first two questions. The last question stumped me. I don’t currently have the education or credentials to jump right in and become a nutritional counselor, but I am willing to sacrifice time and money to get to the place where I can. Now that I’ve come to that conclusion, I’ve also realized that there was a reason that I started this blog. Of course, I started it as a way to log my progress and hopefully along the way could inspire others who are struggling with weight loss, too. But now I also realize that this blog could be so much more. This blog is my jumping-off point, so to speak.

I have so many ideas of how I want to implement “my calling” into every aspect of my life. I will be changing this blog from time to time as my vision becomes reality. I have so much information that I want to share. I feel like the life that I’ve always envisioned for myself is finally coming to fruition. It doesn’t happen overnight like a fierce thunderstorm, but more like a light and steady rainfall that you hardly even notice until you step out in it and you feel the first raindrops upon your skin. I currently have two other blogs on WordPress and I am contemplating how to incorporate all of them into one. It’s going to be a huge blog.

Back to weight loss, I have lost a total of 35 pounds so far! Woohoo! Yay for me! The first two to three weeks after weight loss surgery were the hardest. I used to get depressed when my family came home with candy bars and junk food and I couldn’t eat it. The most tempting for me was diet sodas. Thankfully, all of that has passed and I no longer have any desire for those things. It really took several weeks for me to get over the sugar withdrawals. Nowadays, I’m doing good if I get 10 grams of sugar for the entire day! Most days I don’t even get 10 grams.

I am eating a low-carb, low-sugar, low-fat, moderate protein diet. About 95% of the carbs I eat come from vegetables and fruits. I do eat 3-4 whole wheat crackers every other day or so. I still haven’t had any bread. I tried pasta last night and it made me want to gag. The texture is so gross to me now. I have finally got to the point where I eat 3 meals and one snack. It was a very gradual transition for me to go from eating 6 small meals to 3 meals plus a snack. I usually eat my snack after my last meal of the day. I try to get in a daily walk. I try to walk a different route each time so that my muscles are always guessing. I have got to the point where I can walk 1 mile within 20 minutes, which is awesome for me. Before weight loss surgery it took 30 minutes for me to walk 1/2 mile. Usually twice a week, I go on a short hike up in the woods and I usually walk for an hour or more. Again, I like to keep my body wondering what I’m doing so that my body will not get used to the same routine all the time and only use certain muscles.

I have taken pictures of myself over the last several weeks and I can tell a big difference. I’m actually able to see my jaw bones in my face again. I have gone down two dress sizes. I’ve sold most of my bigger clothes on eBay. I visit my local thrift shops quite frequently and buy inexpensive clothes to replace the ones that swallow me now. Overall, I feel lighter. Weight loss surgery has not been a cure-all for everything though. I still have to work hard at weight loss. It is an everyday struggle. However, the surgery is an awesome tool to have. I eat until I’m full and that’s it. I don’t worry about food again until it’s time to eat again. I don’t think about it. My family has gradually begun eating healthier, too. I don’t have cravings. I did have a strong aversion to food for a while, but thankfully, I am pretty much over that now. It’s really hard to follow a strict diet when you don’t want to eat and you feel nauseated when you do.

Another by-product of weight loss is quite interesting. With each pound that comes off, more and more of my true authentic self rises up. I don’t put up with anyone’s crap anymore. I let people know how I feel and also let them know if they have crossed a boundary with me. When I’m upset I don’t hold my feelings back. I have every right to be treated well. I am becoming more social. I have contacted some friends that I haven’t seen in a long time and we are making plans to get together. All in all, things are pretty good right now. I can foresee a better future and I’m looking forward to it.


Until next time…..

Find Your Colors….Find Your Happiness

Find Your Colors….Find Your Happiness

A couple of days ago I took a photo of myself sans makeup. I have been studying seasonal color analysis for the last few weeks. I figure that when I lose all this weight I will be buying a new wardrobe of clothes and I want to make sure and buy the right colors according to my skin undertone, eye color and hair color. And, do I even have the correct hair color? Obviously, my current hair color is altered or I wouldn’t ask myself that question. Anyway, I finally figured out that I have a warm complexion. With all the information out in the world-wide web about this very topic there is some conflicting information. Back in the 1980’s I was draped with fabric swatches and after much consideration I was told that I was a “winter.” I was given a card telling me what colors would look the best on me and all of them were some kind of jewel tone along with black and white. For twenty plus years I bought and wore all the colors that I thought brought out my best features,  skin undertones, hair and eye color.

Over the years there have been several people in my life that have suggested that I would look better wearing lighter and brighter colors instead of wearing so much black. I’ve also struggled with finding the right hair color. I have dyed and bleached my hair so many different shades of blonde, brown and even red. For years I colored my hair in all the wrong shades and I wore the wrong colors, so much so, that it literally changed my perception of my own eye color. This sounds completely crazy, but I thought my eyes were green. My driver’s license even says that I have green eyes. The truth of the matter is that my perception of my own physical attributes were skewed because of what I just explained but also because I never really looked at myself in the mirror all that much. When I looked in the mirror all I saw was imperfection and flaws. I saw failure and disgust. I saw a person that I didn’t recognize and I saw someone who I never wanted to become. I saw a person who just existed while watching everyone else live their lives from the sidelines. I lived in a fantasy world inside my own head and thought that I would never get to escape back into reality. I saw someone fat and ugly.

Six weeks ago today I had a vertical sleeve gastrectomy procedure done. I faced my fears and went through the surgery. Let me tell ya – it took alot of guts and desperation for me to go through surgery. I will freely admit that I have a needle and blood aversion. I could never work as a clinical practitioner. I don’t regret it at all…..except, I should have done it sooner. My whole outlook on life has drastically changed in such a short amount of time. I haven’t been this excited about life in years!

Anyway, back to the original topic – seasonal color analysis. After much deliberation I have concluded that I have warm undertones. I cannot understand why anyone including myself ever thought that I was a “winter.” First of all, I have golden brown freckles all over my body including a few on my face. I have a peachy complexion and there is quite a bit of golden-yellow that shows up in my face without makeup on in natural light. Instead of having blue or purple circles under my eyes, mine are deep yellow in color. I have a fair complexion which means that I will most likely burn in direct sunlight, but I will usually tan by the next day or the day after. My natural hair color is a medium brown with natural golden highlights. My mother tells me that I was born with auburn-colored hair. Then it turned blonde as a toddler. As I grew older my hair darkened. When my hair is the right shade and I’m wearing the right colors my eyes are a very light gray color with a dark gray ring around my irises. I also have gold flecks mixed in with the gray and one eye has a few dark freckles. Again, what was the color analyst thinking all those years ago? My mother has strawberry blonde hair with the same golden brown freckles and light gray eyes. She and I can wear the same color of foundation makeup. She is most definitely some sort of “spring.”

My eyes seemingly change colors according to what color of clothing I wear. My eyes can appear muddy and dull if I wear the wrong colors. I cannot wear dusty, muted colors at all. They make my skin look gray. Really dark colors, especially black, make me look pale and sickly. Oh and by the way, when I dye my hair in ash tones my skin looks pale and my eyes are nondescript in color. I have discovered almost by accident that my best colors are coral and turquoise. My skin practically glows when I wear those colors and I look like I’ve got a tan. Me? A tan? Recently I visited and uploaded a photo of myself without makeup and my hair pulled back away from my face. For those of you that aren’t familiar with the site, it is a website that allows you to upload your photo and then you can “try on” makeup and hairstyles. The best part is that it’s free. I decided to “try on” auburn colored hair. After all, Mom told me that I was born with the color. I was really surprised by the results. The hair color makes my skin glow. My eyes look brilliant and sparkling like they are made of glass. I couldn’t believe my own eyes. I was so impressed with the results that I saved the photo to my computer and printed a copy. I keep looking at it from time to time and can’t believe that the picture is of me. It looks so good! I can’t believe that I’m actually saying this, but I really look good in the photo. I have lost about 30 pounds so far in the last 6 weeks and I can really see the results. My face is much thinner and  I look younger.

So after many hours of studying all about color analysis I think I finally understand that at the very least I have warm undertones. I refuse to be labelled again and put into a box of a few colors that I should wear. Instead I have decided to embrace my natural coloring, which is something I’ve never done before. My hair is golden blonde right now with lighter blonde streaks and medium golden brown lowlights. I plan to gradually add more and more lowlights over time and hopefully by this fall I will have mostly auburn hair. As I shed the excess weight I will begin buying clothes in colors that actually suit me. Another thing that I’ve realized is that when I wear the right colors for me I don’t have to wear as much makeup. I have created an inspiration board with that copied photo of me with auburn hair. Around my face I have placed outfits that accentuate my coloring such as, coral, terracotta, charcoal gray, warm blush pink, warm cornflower blue, french blue, aqua, turquoise, teal, camel, taupe, ivory, rust, kelly green, warm chocolate-brown, flame red and amethyst and aubergine. For any of you reading this and are familiar with seasonal color analysis, you can see that I’ve decided to use some colors from the spring and autumn color palettes. Again, I refuse to be labelled. Labels are confining and I won’t be pigeon-holed into believing that I am something that I’m not. I accept myself just as I am, imperfections and all. After all, there is not one other person on the planet who looks exactly like me. I am beautiful in my uniqueness and it feels good to finally say that out loud!

My wish is for you, the reader, is to accept yourself just as you are. Find something good to say about yourself everyday. Do whatever it takes to make you feel better about yourself. Realize that perfection is an illusion and learn to love your flaws. After all, they are what make you different from everyone else. How boring would it be to look like everyone else on the Earth? Celebrate your beautiful self and find something that makes you happy and do it!

Peace & Love….may you find it, embrace it and spread it around!

Short & Sweet Update


It’s been almost three weeks since I posted on here. Where did the time go? To be honest, I’ve been very busy. My husband applied for a job three weeks ago and it has been a roller-coaster ride around here ever since. He applied for a job four states away on a Saturday night three weeks ago and by the following Monday morning he had been contacted by the HR Department to set up an interview. Needless to say, my mind has been preoccupied with the possibility of moving and starting a new life in a new state. It’s amazing how life can seemingly go on and on with no change in sight and then all of a sudden something throws a cog in the wheel of life and everything begins to feel wobbly.

During these last few weeks I have been learning how to eat. The most disconcerting thing that I’ve dealt with so far is that some days I don’t even feel like eating. On those days nothing is even remotely appetizing to me. There are foods that I really liked to eat before surgery that I no longer even care about. For the first four weeks I pretty much ate meals according to the time on the clock. I tried to eat every 3 hours as I was directed by the nutritionist. In the last few days I have stopped watching the clock all day and have really tried to pay attention to my body. Although I don’t have hunger pains I can tell when it’s time to eat. When my body needs more fuel I start to feel really tired/sleepy and light-headed. My brain doesn’t function as well and I feel like I’m in a fog. I’ve learned that when those feelings emerge that it’s time to put more food into my system. It is still really important to keep up with how much fluids I take in. I can become dehydrated quite easily now due to my small stomach.

I am happy to say that I have lost 25 pounds so far! I was able to buy a smaller size of jeans the other day and that was encouraging. Today’s post is short and sweet. I definitely want to start posting regularly on here again. This blog actually helps me by making me accountable and at the same time, hopefully, my posts about this weight loss journey might help someone who is reading this and considering weight loss surgery. It’s been 38 days since surgery and I don’t have any regrets………except, maybe one……that I didn’t do it sooner!

Until next time……Peace & Love, may you find it, embrace it and spread it around!

Joy in the Journey


It’s been 18 days since I became permanently altered through weight loss surgery. I am so ready for my new and improved self to enjoy all the things I’ve fantasized about for so long. My fantasies these days consist of wearing “normal” sized clothes and feeling comfortable again in my own skin. It’s been awhile since I’ve done either. In the recovery phase of surgery I have watched more TV in these last few weeks than I have in all the months combined since January; we had alot of snow back in January. In my humble opinion, TV sucks!

Something happened to me yesterday and it is the weirdest thing to try to explain to those who haven’t gone through this kind of surgery. I have been able to subsist on 3-4 ounces of “food” for several weeks until yesterday. Even after I had eaten my breakfast of 1 scrambled egg and 1 slice of turkey bacon, I felt weak and lightheaded. I couldn’t figure out what was going on. I have also been living on lean protein, almost exclusively. Finally I decided that enough was enough. I broke down and ate 1/4 cup of Cheerios cereal with 1/8 cup of milk and 1 strawberry. Almost instantly I felt better and also felt the most “normal” that I’ve felt in weeks. I had decided just a few days ago that I was going to try the Paleo diet which eschews all forms of grain. The level of satiety that my body craved and was finally able to attain completely overrode my desire for the Paleo diet. However, I realized that there is no way that I could begin the Paleo diet until I’m able to eat more than 1-2 ounces of veggies and fruits at a time. I have to get fuel from somewhere. Although lean protein provides a steady supply of nutrients and my liver has been pumping out glycogen for weeks now to be used as energy, my brain actually prefers glucose. The few grams of sugar provided by the cereal was enough for my brain to make some much-needed serotonin, the feel-good hormones. Besides, it’s not healthy to continue on and on in a state of ketosis. I’m still consuming less carbs than protein at this point and I hope to continue that until further notice from my physician.

Emotionally, I’m feeling pretty good. I’m only having to lie down and rest about once a day now. I still get a little irritable if I am late eating one of my meals. I’m eating about 5 times a day and continuously drinking fluids in between meals. I’m so worried that I’m going to mess up and stretch my stomach out. I’m so afraid that I’m going to gain back the 20 pounds that I’ve lost so far. I’m so afraid that I’m doing something wrong. I’ve met many other weight loss patients on the internet and it seems each person’s eating plan is different. I’ve been eating baked chicken, turkey burgers, scrambled eggs and low-fat cheese. I’ve had cooked carrots and potatoes, strawberries and yogurt. I’ve eaten crackers and low-sugar cereal. When I write it down it I realize how irrational I’ve been worrying about eating too much or eating the wrong foods. How in the world is eating 1/4 cup of food too much? How am I going to gain weight by eating 1-2 ounces of baked chicken? Or 1/8 cup of Cheerios, 1/8 cup of milk and 1 sliced strawberry? I think I get worried I’m doing something wrong because I’m eating so often on this diet. It feels so strange to eat all day long and lose weight. It feels weird to lose weight without feeling hunger pangs.

I was at a weight-loss plateau for several days. I actually ate more and lost almost a pound overnight. I went from eating 400-500 calories a day to 700-900 calories a day and it has made all the difference in the world. When I eat more which means I am consuming more lean protein I have more energy to go for a daily 30-minute walk. I have more energy to interact with my kids. I have more energy to go shopping and then come home and cook food for the family. The hardest part during this whole process is learning to listen to my body and thereby learning how to eat again, just like a newborn baby. Foods that I absolutely couldn’t live without before surgery, I can’t even stand to smell it let alone eat it. I used to crave sweets like crazy before. Now I want salty foods. I feel……….discombobulated. That’s the only word I think of that accurately describes it. My eating patterns have definitely changed. Even my sleeping patterns have changed. I no longer wake up with night sweats. I don’t wake up having to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. When I go to sleep, I sleep very well for 8-9 hours. I haven’t had any caffeine in weeks and I really don’t miss it. Because I went through all the things that I have including the surgery itself, I only want to put the very best into my body. I finally understand the idea of revering one’s body as a temple of God – in the literal sense, that is.

For any of you considering weight loss surgery, do what is right for you. I don’t regret it. However, weight loss surgery is life changing. You will never be the same again, but that’s the point, right? I finally decided to take my own advice this time last year and made the decision to pursue this. It was a long, uphill battle, but it was worth it. I feel amazing in the fact that I did it – I had the surgery. Losing all this excess weight is going to take time and I’m going to have to be patient and find joy in the journey.

Until next time……Peace & Love, may you find it, embrace it and spread it around!