I heard, yesterday, that for every 10 lbs you gain you go up one size.  I wonder if this is also true for women who wear larger sizes, like size 22?  I'm not trying to be ugly, just wondering if someone weighs 250 and they gain 10 lbs to 260 will they also go up one size?  That doesn't seem fair because it is easier to put on 10 lbs the heavier you are.  Oh, and to clarify any confusion that might have been created by any of my past posts, I’m of average size.  By average, I mean size 10 or 12 (depending on that time of the month).  There was a time, while anorexic, that I wore a size 3 and it was probably to big on me then sometime after that I gained quite a bit of weight and got up to 200 lbs.  Yes, I suffer from OCD and so obsess with weight, both mine and weight in general.  It is something that I struggle with every day.  The stress of my first marriage caused the anorexia (that and the sperm donor telling me that I was to fat at 5’8” weighing 130 lbs.) and the anorexia cause a thyroid malfunction problem.  Basically my thyroid doesn’t really work now and I have to donate several vials of blood a couple of times each year and pop a little pill every day.  Because of not giving my body much to metabolize for so many years, it decided to stop working.  Not blaming anyone here because I did this to myself and have to pay the price now for abusing my body when I was younger, what I would give for some Black Mollies (just kidding).  To keep things under control, I keep a food diary where everything I put in my mouth is recorded.  Also, all activity is recorded, moods are recorded and I weigh myself everyday and it goes in there as well.  This has helped me greatly because I can look back over the last week or the last month and see where my weight has fluctuated and see what the circumstances surrounding it were and it sure beats throwing up!  Oh, and Wednesday’s puke session caused a 2 lb loss when I weighed yesterday morning.  Loosing 2 lbs in one day is not a good thing, but it was probably partly due to the stress (i.e. panic session) raising my adrenaline.  When I took measurements, just out of curiosity the only place which had lost any inches was my chest.  Go figure, the one place that I can’t afford to loose anything is exactly where the weight leaves first.  I’m pretty sure that I don’t even have 2 lbs to spare from there.  Why couldn’t it have been my stomach area since those were the muscles used to retrieve the food and fertilize that nice person’s front lawn?  Guess that clears me to go ahead and drink both bottles of wine this weekend either that or indulge in the chocolate cheesecake.

On another note, Mr. H got me a Canon XT Rebel digital camera, camera bag, zoom lens and Epson printer for Mother’s Day, actually I guess that little Magpie got it for me, but since we haven’t sent her to work child labor yet, Mr. H. picked it out and paid for it.  I’m looking forward to being able to post some awesome pictures once I figure out exactly how it works.  It seems that I'm too stupid to work a digital camera and managed to accidentally erase over 50 pictures taken at the wedding Saturday night.  There isn’t any way to retrieve them I already looked.  Damn and several of them were great.  Good thing they didn't hire me to take pictures because I would have gotten fired.  It is a great little camera, very portable, the printing of them is very easy and the pictures are very crisp.  Sojourner has me chomping at the bit to take pretty pictures and post them, even if they won’t be as nice as hers.