Yesterday was one of those magical days, where the most remarkable things happen.
Visiting Chico’s, hoping to buy an outfit for an upcoming party, I met a woman named Beverly–and she can only be described as a kindred soul. While discussing sizes, I happened to mention that I’m returning to Weight Watchers, but wanted to add some kind of therapy this time. (Yes, I remember my promise not to bore you with yet another D.I.E.T., but this has bearing.) After all, the food plan only addresses the physical aspect of up-and-down-pounds–but the central issue is probably emotional or even spiritual–or… Read More »