I've lost another three pounds. That is good and bad. My dietitian may not like that I've lost so much weight in such a short period of time but my husband is just as happy as I am. He's not made any comment on the short amount of time that it has taken. I think that he's just oblivious. Which I actually don't mind right now.
Things are going ok with my sister but it is stressful and I don't like the constant picking up after her and her kids. They almost killed my dog, Lola, tonight. One of the kids left a chicken wing on the edge of the table and the dogs were fighting over it and Lola, the 14 pound dog ended up with it and started choking on it. Fortunately, she got it out ok but it made me mad that it was left out at all instead of going into the garbage. The kids got another lecture and the mom just sort of stayed out of it. She threatens to take their candy away if they don't eat their dinner then, even though they don't eat it, she gives them more candy. She is so damn inconsistent. No wonder her two oldest girls are on a losing streak. One is 18, married, no high school. The other just turned 17, is getting married in Dec and has little hope of even getting a GED. She barely knows the guy. Anyhow, they were (are) juvenile delinquents with police records to prove it. My sister just belittles them and calls them sluts and bitches. It is little wonder that they moved out as soon as they could. I'm just afraid that the younger two are following the same path. I feel like I can't just sit back and watch. The kids have both emphatically stated that they don't want to go to college. I think it is young for a child of nine to be saying that.





