I am an addict. You read the title right. An addict. But my addiction isn’t to the usual suspects like drugs or alcohol or even gambling for that matter. I am a food addict. And by food addict, I don’t mean that I have an eating disorder like anorexia or bulimia, I simply mean I am addicted to food. The idea that someone can actually be … Continue reading I am an addict
Live to share. This is my life. I share. Some call it over-sharing. I call it, being real. And in usual fashion, I am about to get real. Really real. On Sunday, Jan. 28, my hubby woke up sick. It sucked because he never gets sick. EVER. I felt so bad. I did what I could for him, but tried to also stay away from … Continue reading A mish-mash mess of mumble jumble
Taking a rest at St. Mary’s Cemetery to visit my parents. Saturday morning was so gorgeous that instead of heading to the gym like we had been doing, Al and I each decided to head outside for a run. My goal? I wanted to get in a 10K (6.2 miles). It was so nice, I had to take advantage of getting in that distance outside … Continue reading A costly mistake
Hi, my name is Celeste Edenloff and first off (as the tears began to form), I am a bawl baby. Second, I lost (the tears were flowing free now) my mom in March (chest hurt, tears were harder, words kind of got mumbled and my nose started to run) and I lost my dad in July. And, I am NOT okay. I was the youngest … Continue reading Admitting you need help
WARNING: THIS POST CONTAINS A TON OF PHOTOS AND IS SUPER LONG! This was about half-way through my run yesterday. I had to stop by and visit my mom at St. Mary’s Cemetery. It hurt. I bawled my eyes out and that felt good. Really good. As I think about my mom today, I am going to share some random thoughts and lots of pictures from the … Continue reading Grief…
Confessions of a [former] Fat Girl 