Fear and Parenting in Las Vegas

About eight weeks into my Weight Watchers journey, there’s 13 pounds less of me to love.

I’m about halfway through to my goal – my wedding mass (and no, I’m not talking about the ceremony).

It’s been a challenging journey, but health-wise I feel better than I have in a long time.

Let’s hope the rest comes off as quickly.

I obviously need to eat more skinny people. Hmmm, I wonder how many “Points” Kate Moss would be?

I have the best friends ever.

I’m dealing with some crazy, crappy stuff in my life right now and I have friends who are helping me through this tough time. Thanks so much to those of you who have commented, plurked, tweeted, IM-ed, and/or called to make sure I was okay. I may not be able to give you the whole story at this point (or ever for that matter), but please know that I truly appreciate your care and concern. Your support is helping me persevere and fight for the things that are most important to me.

I went to lunch today with some former co-workers/friends. Afterward, I was thrilled to show off my new wheels.

When I opened the door, one friend reached into her purse, grabbed a handful of coins, and tossed them onto the floor of my car.

The rest of us gave her a puzzled look.

“For luck,” she said. “It’s a tradition.”

Who knew.

What did I say? I have the best friends ever.

I’m already a lucky, lucky woman.

Speaking of luck: Don’t forget to enter the contest here. Entries are due on Sun., Jan. 31 at midnight (pacific).

I normally don’t blog about work or my professional life, but this banter between a colleague and I the other day still has me giggling. So either it’s really funny or I’m just a total dork. Feel free to weigh in on the comments.

Me to colleague: Hey I finished (doing what I said I would do).

Colleague: Gracias

Me: Il n’ya pas de quoi

Colleague: Merci beaucoup

Me: Dou itashi mashite.

Colleague: 我投降！

Me: Okay. You win. Got me there.

Colleague: No, you win.  I actually said “I surrender” in simplified Chinese.

Me: Woo hoo! Leave it to me not to recognize a white flag when it’s being waved in my face.