Earlier this month I was visiting my out-of-town family. My sister begged asked to guest post on my blog. After much suspense may I introduce my oldest sister Cathy - she loves wine, is the best voice teacher in Kalispell, MT, and makes a kick-ass pasta dish! So without further ado... Losing Sarah - a guest post:
Fat little legs came to visit . . .
though I discovered I couldn’t call her that anymore. Let me introduce myself—My name is Cathy and I am Sarah’s “much older” sister—by sixteen years to be exact.
I think it would be fair to say that all of us in this family struggle with weight. I, too, am a member of Weight Watchers, losing 25+ pounds while I was in college. So, the journey has not been as intense for me as for Sarah. I also came down with an auto-immune disease related to my gastrointestinal system about 12 years ago. It’s not the best way to keep my weight in check—although I’ve learned to live with it.
But back to Sarah’s visit—Sarah loves to shop.
Maybe you haven’t figured that out yet, but she does. I also love to shop so we headed out on Saturday to the local farmer’s market and then off to a home decor store. The darnedest thing kept happening. I could not find Sarah anywhere. I would scour the aisles of the farmer’s market and then turn around and find she was right next to me all along! Sarah is a mere ghost of her former self—and I, her own sister, could not recognize her!!
So, losing Sarah . . . her weight, her baggage, her bad habits, losing her while shopping but finding she is walking right next to me, . . . I/we are so proud of her and she has truly changed into the “found” Sarah. I wish I could/would measure out my food, run miles every day, make healthy choices. She is an inspiration to us all. So, Sarah, here’s to you!!
And as a little extra bonus I am posting the recipe for the dessert I am making for our family dinner tonight. It will consume lots of “points” and probably kill off my diabetic brother-in-law.
Dump Cake
Preheat oven to 350. In a 9x13 pan layer a 21-oz can of cherry pie filling and a small, drained can of crushed pineapple. Sprinkle an 18.5 oz package of yellow cake mix over that. Pour 1 to 2 sticks of melted butter over that. Sprinkle the top with 1 cup of flaked coconut and ½ cup chopped walnuts. Bake for 50-60 minutes or until browned and bubbly. Serve warm or cold with whipped cream, ice cream, or if you are counting those points some non-dairy whipped topping.
This is why I am the “evil” sister. BAHHHHHAAAHAAAA!!
Fat little legs came to visit . . .
Don’tcha just love the “hot stuff” printed on the t-shirt! |
though I discovered I couldn’t call her that anymore. Let me introduce myself—My name is Cathy and I am Sarah’s “much older” sister—by sixteen years to be exact.
I think it would be fair to say that all of us in this family struggle with weight. I, too, am a member of Weight Watchers, losing 25+ pounds while I was in college. So, the journey has not been as intense for me as for Sarah. I also came down with an auto-immune disease related to my gastrointestinal system about 12 years ago. It’s not the best way to keep my weight in check—although I’ve learned to live with it.
But back to Sarah’s visit—Sarah loves to shop.
Sadly this was one of my suits—I can’t believe I wore this! |
So, losing Sarah . . . her weight, her baggage, her bad habits, losing her while shopping but finding she is walking right next to me, . . . I/we are so proud of her and she has truly changed into the “found” Sarah. I wish I could/would measure out my food, run miles every day, make healthy choices. She is an inspiration to us all. So, Sarah, here’s to you!!
O.K. I only drank a little while I wrote this |
Dump Cake
Preheat oven to 350. In a 9x13 pan layer a 21-oz can of cherry pie filling and a small, drained can of crushed pineapple. Sprinkle an 18.5 oz package of yellow cake mix over that. Pour 1 to 2 sticks of melted butter over that. Sprinkle the top with 1 cup of flaked coconut and ½ cup chopped walnuts. Bake for 50-60 minutes or until browned and bubbly. Serve warm or cold with whipped cream, ice cream, or if you are counting those points some non-dairy whipped topping.
This is why I am the “evil” sister. BAHHHHHAAAHAAAA!!