Tuesday topics

I'm keeping things light and breezey today, just like the beautiful weather we're experiencing after a week of high heat and humidity.  Seems I have mainly random and unrelated issues percolating in the old bean, so will just float down the stream of consciousness.

Item 1 - How do you delete comments?  Yesterday, Karen at Waisting Time left a perfectly lovely comment on my post, and blogger managed to vomit out her comment not one, but 4 times!  She noted it and told me to feel free to delete the "extras", but I had no idea how to do it, and a journey through the bowels of blogger revealed no hints.  I know I'm very low on the blogger IQ scale, but it seems there should be an easy way to do that.  I was happy to have Karen's comment 4 times, but if someone had commented that I was a big stupid poopy face (like my 21 y/o son loves to call me), I'd want to be able to jettison the comment into outer space.  Any hints welcome!

Item 2 - At the risk of being harangued by people more tree-huggy than I (I'm pretty crunchy but convenience and pet peeves occasionally guide my choices of product use more than does the size of my carbon footprint) , I confess to having become a user of tuna that comes in pouches over cans.  The pouches are not recyclable, and I'm sorry about that but there are serious and valid reasons for my choice.  a) the tuna tastes better, fresher and moister in pounches, and b) I HATE little cans where sizeable amounts of fancy white albacore can get lodged under rims and have to be coaxed out with fork or fingers.  Also, the cans require a can opener, unless they are the kind where the top pulls off which renders one's fingers in grave danger of requiring stitches to stop the bleeding.  I know.  It happened to me on a can of Brunswick Stew.

My question for you is:  Have you food loving bloggers found pouch tuna different than canned?  A friend suggested that I am perhaps delusional in this assessment  so I decided to survey the masses to prove her  wrong in pursuit of tuna truth.

Item 3 - Regarding word verification in blogger - do you  love it, hate it, know you can disenable it by going to settings?  And are you ever entirely amused by the almost-word that you are required to type in order to leave a comment? 

Finally, I've finished reading this book I spoke about a couple of weeks ago.  I definitely recommend it for people who feel their weight issues are more than a lifetime of bad choices...i.e. addiction or eating disordered.  The girl who wrote the main text of the book is recovering from a bingeing and purging eating disorder (bulimia), so usually when she was struggling with the entity of her eating disorder, it was in a way of not wanting to eat at all rather than continual struggles with bingeing and emotional eating, though she did have her issues with bingeing.  The strategies this gal found through group and individual therapy for dealing with the "voice of the disease" were really excellent.  I've been able to employ them in my own struggles since reading the book.  At the end of each chapter written by the author is a small section written by her therapist, suggesting exercises and techniques for dealing with the behaviors and symptoms of the eating disorder when they present.  This author has a new book out called "Goodbye Ed, Hello Me", about her life in solid recovery, whereas the first book is about lengthy process of finding recovery by separating (divorcing) from Ed, her Eating disorder.  I haven't read the new one yet but will when I can get it either at a library or used on Amazon.

The main premise put forth is to come to view your eating disorder (if you think you have one) as a separate being from yourself.  Working on severing the relationship between the eating disorder and oneself is the goal of the strategies set forth by the therapist and author.  The book is well written, funny, real and honest.  And full of hope.

Yesterday was a good day.  I got a long walk in but wasn't able to get to the pool because of car issues with my son and hubby.   I had my 2 hot dogs at the strawberry festival and NOTHING ELSE!  I looked forward to those nitrate-ridden charred-to-black-in-places bad boys all day and they didn't disappoint.  I also worked at the used books sale for an hour and managed to pick up 8 books I hadn't read - including The Fountainhead, by Ayn Rand.  That ought to keep me busy for a few months! Or years, knowing me!  Have a good Tuesday, all.