Erika is losing it...

Musings about food addiction. love and loss. Not always pretty. But always real.

Friday, January 22, 2016

The age factor

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I grew up with a mother who never, ever, under any circumstances, discussed her age. I’m not quite like that. I am usually OK with disc...
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Friday, January 8, 2016

Starting from scratch and a half

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Happy 2016, y'all. Last year was supposed to be the best year ever. The year I got back on track—when I was in the best shape of my ...
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Wednesday, August 12, 2015

The worst best year

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I have a dress in my closet that I’ll never wear again. I really loved that dress. I liked how it looked on me. I liked the lace. I bought ...
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Wednesday, January 28, 2015

My life, as told by T. Swift

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Monday was one of those days. Nothing went right. I mean, nothing. And it was kind of my fault. I have this theory about bad days. ...
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Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Colonial child? Or rapper up in herre?

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Nelly/Nellie. It’s what I call her. She’s more a mean girl to my Laura Ingalls than a Band-Aid-wearing rapper from the early 2000s, but she...
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Friday, January 16, 2015

These are a few of my favorite things—finally

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It’s Friday, and I’ve had a good week. I woke up this morning feeling sore, but proud. I’ve managed to get in several really good workouts ...
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Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Food envy

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I've started back in earnest this week. This week. As in yesterday. And already I want to eat all the things. I went to lunch with som...
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Erika
I'm a food addict. Weight Watcher. Wife. Friend. Fundraiser. Lifelong writer. Lover of pop culture. Collector of kitchen gadgets. Loser of 130 pounds. Unfortunate regainer of (thankfully) a few dozen fewer than that. Hopeful goal-reacher. Constant oversharer.
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