when I'm lonely or on my own

When I was a teenager, we had a pool in our backyard. My brothers, friends, and I played volleyball sometimes. One of my most vivid memories from that time is that we would often break into random song. If we missed the volleyball, we'd start singing,"I Missed Again" by Phil Collins. (Hence the very random title of this blog.)

Today I am not missing. Today I am going to Weight Watchers. I'm sure the number will be frightening, but I am going.

I'm tired. I'm tired of not doing this right. I'm tired of doing thisngs halfway, and then quarter way, and then not at all. I'm tired of not giving to myself what I give to other people. I am smart. I am successful. I can lose weight. But I tend to put other things ahead of that on my priority list. I like tv. I like to sit on the couch. I like chocolate and hot dogs. I like scrambled eggs (with cheese and bacon on toasted bread). I need to peel off all these horrid layers of laziness and gluttony and become the person I know I am.

One of the things I love is music. Music gets me going. It makes me want to run (sometimes). It makes me want to go. So I am sharing some of my favorites with you. Being under a lot of weight is like being under heavy covers, and I'm done with that! In honor of peeling off the layers of crazy, I am offering you a selection of my favorite cover songs. So here's the deal.

You have one week to reply to this post and just let me know that you are entering the contest. I will create 5 copies of the musical masterpiece and will choose 5 random replies (I'll number them, and choose numbers out of a hat or bowl or something else round). I know I may be flattering myself that 5 people out there will actually want my cd, but I can hope.

I will choose the lucky winners next Sunday, June 9, and get the cds on their way!

So I'm getting back on the scale today. I'll share the good, the bad, and the ugly tomorrow.