Fat Frog Diary

 That's it. 2020 has officially destroyed my peace, goodwill, and general feeling of kindness toward my fellow man. I'm done. I'm coldly angry. It's not a white-hot rage of someone who has an emotional overload. Nope, this is the cold ashes of someone who has no emotions left to feel. Trump bugs me. (A lot. Really a lot.) Climate change is not a happy thing, but I can focus my inner hippie on some serious social justice for this. A pandemic? (Okay, let me start making masks. Thank goodness I sew well.) Murder hornets? You're kidding, right? No? (sigh) Black Lives Matter! (More inner hippy social activism! I gotta help with this! What? I'm a member of a vulnerable group? I'm not allowed to march? But...but! I brought masks, and signs...) A hurricane season with so many named storms they had to go to the Greek alphabet? (Damn.) The Notorious RBG dying? (Curse words are now beginning to run out.)  I actually enjoyed the lockdown. Most of my friends are going nu...

 It's kind of official. I've lost at least 75 pounds now, if you start from the highest weight I know about, which was 297 lbs. That's the day I got very, very scared and told myself, "This has to stop." As of my doctor visit last Friday, I weigh 222 lbs.  I've been struggling with weight loss since COVID-19 hit and we went into lockdown. Not for any good reason, really. I stopped monitoring what I ate. That's it. And that's a stupid reason I can't blame on the lockdown.  Truthfully, I'm lucky. I'm an introvert. I don't care if I go weeks without being physically in the company of humans. I love Zoom. I can talk and get business done without feeling social anxiety. I like text and email. That's "personal contact" enough for me.  I used pushing the lawn mower as exercise. In the heat of Florida, that's a workout! We have a battery powered lawnmower that lasts between 30-45 minutes before it needs a charge. That's a ...

It is a small issue in the bigger scheme of things, but to me it hurts. Others laugh about gaining the Covid-19 weight. I don't. I live in terror of weight gain. My stomach hurts so bad when I eat too much. Sometimes I threw up. But I love baking bread. Normally I would take it to church and I would be lucky to have a crumb. Now church is online only and I must find ways to do other things than eat. Sewing masks helps. 

I'm putting my head in my hands. My brain pains me and my shuddering won't cease. I'm almost nauseated at the stupidity and outright prejudice described below. I just saw some female on a video recording herself talking about how we're going to be fine in Jacksonville because --get this!-- we (she, I'm guessing) drinks Natural Lite beer from aluminum cans and not like the "Mexicans" in Miami who drink Corona beer in glass bottles. And because we (again, I assume she) eat lots of salty foods like bacon, grits, and boiled peanuts then we can't get the Covid-19 virus. Moreover, she firmly believes that because we ingest all that "natural" beer and salty foods, we're so safe that there's no reason to close our beaches. I'm surprised she didn't bring up the fact that the ocean is salty. Or was that too much science for her? I don't even want to bring up or mention her prejudiced assumptions that there are just "Mexic...