MOXY

it is Monday again. New week, hopefully another beautiful day. The weather certainly calls to a person. The sun shines and you want to get outside. I will start walking again, very soon.

I have decided that today I am starting a diet. Now I have started one almost everyday for the last year. But this time I really mean it. Of course if I just gave up sweets that would be the answer to the extra pounds I have put on. I use to go without any cookies, cake or donuts and it never fazed me at all. but these days I swear I can smell a cake if its in a block radius. I have always been a strong willed person. If I said I will lose five pounds, I could lose five pounds. Those days my friends are over.

Emotions seem to play a big part in my eating frenzy. Yes frenzy is the descriptive word here. Because once I get started it seems I just can't get control. If one little Debbie cake tastes good, it will take four to make me happy. Maybe the descriptive word that should be using here is not frenzy but glutton. I am afraid, shudder as I speak, I am afraid I have become a glutton. I am ashamed.

Back to the emotions. Since I don't get out as much and seem not to have as much to do. I eat more. Of course I could do more than I do around the house. I could get a hobby. The hobby of my choice seems to be eating. If I am not eating the next best activity is gambling. Do I gamble some? Well yes, I have gained weight and I am always broke. Yes I sure do go gambling, and eat sweets, all I can.

When we go it is almost always in the daytime. All the old folks come out in the daytime. You see wheelchairs, walkers, canes, anb oxygen tanks. Some move slowly, some their jaws set with determination as they make their way to the machine. Mind set on feeding that apparatus. I have wanted to just stop and talk to some of them. Ask if it is the excitement of the game that draws them or just the thrill of maybe winning money. I personally think it is the excitement. There are many older people who gamble that never gambled as younger folks. You get in there and become part of something exciting and whoops there goes the money. And many of them faced with a long month until the next monthly check.

So here I am getting older, eating far more than I should. Stuffing those Little Debbie cakes into a willing mouth. Sitting at a cherry machine, poking in those quarters when I know I should hang onto them. Then to top it all off I have decided seventy-one days ago I would swear a oath to myself to write a Blog for a year. My senior years have certainly got complicated. So this ends my Blog for today. I have told nothing funny, nothing important. I have informed you have my eating habits and that I gamble. I am sure you have been waiting for that news all weekend. But just for the heck of it I am leaving you with one of my favorite words. If I could be remembered for anything I would like for people to say I have this, Moxy.Now I realize this has nothing to do with the other mixed up mess I have written. Just humor me, okay? The meaning follows.


The word "moxie" was originally a slang term. It is now a noun meaning the ability to meet difficulties with courage and spirit. It refers to ones initiative or aggressive energy. It also means know-how and skill. Synonyms of the word include grit, sand, guts, backbone, gumption and the lewd word balls. I really love this word.