The Fat Lady is Tuning Up

Lap_dancer

Journal entry: December 20, 2006
We do love our appetizers. Vidalia onions, sliced medium, dredged in cracker meal and fried right. Here came this plate heaped high and hot.
Out of the six people at our table, the other server placed the dish directly in front of me and not blinking he looked me square in the eye and asked if I would like a refill on my tea. "Sure", I said. I looked at the rest of my family and they didn't see what I saw. The server automatically thought the food went to the fattest person at the table! Being my usual sarcastic yet jovial self, I hunched over that plate like a dog on a meat wagon and grunted to the waiter " I'm good " while I grabbed a hot ring. My husband immediately picked up on my agitation (after 25 years he's getting good) no one else at the table did.

It's that assumption. Like it never goes away or it goes so far away assumption has crossed the space-time continuum and will meet me sometime next year. Like the booths at (Belly Deli) the restaurants.
Who believes that the average human has the body circumference of a water glass? So I got to the point of looking directly at the hostess asking for a "Belly Booth". Who wants a gastric reduction just by sitting down at the table? Acid reflux with your dessert? (No thanks, I'm good)
Astrology today reads:
Daily extended (by Astrology.com)
There's a threatening gray cloud of pessimism just over the horizon. Its power over your life will increase exponentially with each negative person you encounter today, so try to stick with people who always see the bright side of life and who are good at cheering you up. Stay away from naysayers who tell you that the things you want to do can't be done. Because the truth is, anything that you can think of can happen -- if you persevere.
Damn straight I persevere.

It's 2008 and I'm one year post operative with my Lap Band. I am a new person in ways I never anticipated. I feel the words from the last scene of The Shawshank Redemption:
"I find I'm so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it is the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope I can make it across the border. I hope to see my friend, and shake his hand. I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope."

... More to Come...