Going Clean

Anyone who knows me, knows I am always up to something. Always trying something new. Desperate to find my fit. Which, drives my husband INSANE.

I have been going through some medical issues, I am sure you will hear all about them. These changes have brought me to try and find a healthier way of life. My Nurse Practitioner actually said these words to me: ” Julie, I don’t want to hurt your feelings, because I really like you, BUT you have to not only lose weight; but retrain your brain to think healthy…..AND you have to exercise” This shit didn’t happen until I hit 45 and quit smoking.

That is no joke. I threaten my body from time to time that I am going to start smoking again. It laughs at me and says ” watch this bitch” and throws a migraine at me. I laugh back tell it ” please that move quit working 5 years ago” , which is mostly true, I have a high tolerance for pain anymore. BUT, I HATE to itch. OMG it will throw me into a panic attack in a nano second. So, guess what the body throws at me…..you guessed it- the itchies!! So,  I throw tequila at it. It is truly a love hate relationship.

I have no real idea where to begin or how. I have researched everything to death and back. And my family is NOT down with me removing the Hostess products from our house.

Where are the days when I could remove ONE item from my menu for the week and lose 5 pounds?? This shit is for the birds I tell you. I so much as LOOK at a Hostess product and I gain 5 pounds.

You add into the equation that I am not seriously motivated to make the change and already we have failure. Days like this I want to beat my head against a wall. Or just stay in bed. Which neither are an option!

So, we are off to the races my beautiful friends. Let’s see what and where this adventure takes me!

Peace!

 

 

 

 

 

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I Am Jack

” Yes! I snuck past those silly kids!” I’m on my way on my way on my way

“HELLO beautiful how are…..” Inconveniently interrupted by little missy beautifuls’ owner! ” Super! Hey I hear some kids over here, think I’ll check it out on my way home”

POP!POP!POP!

I am Jack. A pit bull by birth, loved and adopted by a human family.

I was shot and killed on May 9,2013, because I snuck out when the kids opened the door, ran to a neighbors house where a female dog was in heat, was told to go home, so I was on my way home and I walked through the wrong yard. The home owner decided to shoot me three times with his rifle while his children, his step children and some neighborhood kids were all outside in the same yard at the time. Yes, the children saw the whole thing. I have no idea what I did wrong.

One of the little boys who was in the yard at the time I was shot, ran home and told his mom. He was so upset. I’ve never seen him like that. Luckily, his mom put him in the car and drove him over to my owners house. She grabs him and hugs him and tells him shes so sorry. I’m not sure she understands what he has told her. He said which yard he was in and that her dog had ran across the yard and “he” shot him with his rifle and scope 3 times! She said she had heard the shots just as she got out of the shower. See, she had gone running and my dad was working in the garage, so they didn’t know I was gone.

She went inside and called 911, told them exactly what the little boy had told her. My dad got in the car and came in search of me. He couldn’t see me.But I heard him. He asked that lady if she shot his dog, she said no. He asked her if his dog had been shot and she said yes. He asked if his dog was being aggressive, which I have no idea what that even means, and she said no he should have kept his dog in his yard. Oh man was he mad!

At home, my mom gets a call back from dispatch, told her he had an officer with her dog and gave her an address asked if she knew where that was. Of course, it’s the next street over. But, they didn’t tell her! She doesn’t know.

Oh! NO! She has gotten in the car with dad. ALL THESE PEOPLE STANDING AROUND….SOMEONE NEEDS TO TELL HER!

Her and dad walk around the back of this house where they see the police man. He points, she can’t see me. My dad turns and tells her to ” GO GET IN THE CAR!” I think before he could even get it all out she saw me. I have never seen her act like that. She was trying to throw a boat I think. She ended up in handcuffs while all those people standing around watched.

No-one told her I was dead.

The town Marshall told my family the man at that house admitted to shooting me. He said I wasn’t being aggressive,I still don’t know what that means, nor did he feel threatened. He said he shot me because I was in his yard. I don’t understand , who does that?

I AM JACK. I WAS A PIT BULL WHO WAS LOVED DEEPLY BY HIS FAMILY. I WAS SHOT AND KILLED FOR NO APPARENT REASON.

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