For Robynn

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I have been reading about your " carcass " concerns...and your

infection. I hope you are doing better with both.

I was concerned (still am a little) about the " sharpei "

look...except for me I visualize me being one of the new California

Raisins. :-o I resisted having this surgery for a year, (gaining

another 25 lbs) before taking the plunge...and I still wonder if

that is part of why I am reluctant to fully dive in. Doesn't help

that this is the second six day week in a row that I have

worked...but even with that, there are choices I made that still had

nothing to do with the amount of stress I am under.

A bad decision is a bad decision.(cookies)

At some point last winter I decided that it is not an ideal world

and I would not ever have Brad Pitt's body (even though I am better

looking) ; ) I don't want to make a widow out of my loving wife

when she is 60. THAT is the thought that helped me finally get

started and the thought that I need to keep in my head BEFORE I

reach for the cookies. The quality of life I am living pales in

comparison to what I should be living. While I don't want to scale

mountains, I would at least like to take a mild hike in the woods.

For You...enjoy what you have with while you have it. If he is

a real man, your blemishes will seem insignificant to your love,

wit, intelligence and smile. If you are worrying too much about how

he percieves you, he won't get a chance to see the real

you...because the real you will be overshadowed by insecurity. So

relax and revel in your vacation with . Take each day as it

comes and don't worry about what comes afterwards. Hopefully when

he is back in France and you in Frisco, you both will be even more

intrigued with each other and find your future path together.

Our time with anyone is fleeting...I hope to enjoy 30 - 40 more

years with my wife, as you want with . But if we aren't

enjoying today, what value is tomorrow?

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Hi Robynn-

It just goes to show that weight loss surgery as they say is not brain surgery and it wont change all the dilemas in life that we are faced to deal with. I was glad Eleanor wrote a response to your email so i was able to read your email in hers since I still can not fix the problem of not viewing your email or s............

I am glad your visit went so well and that you seemed to enjoy one another. To meet your parents on his first visit was very brave ! Glad you had a fun time. I guess life always throws us good and bad......................You seemed to handle things well though and it sounds like you have some thinking to do. Take your time and be peaceful in it.

Hope your energy level is coming back and that you are able to relax and get back into the everyday things in life and that you dont fall in to daydreams too much at work LOL!

Glad to hear things went well..........it brought back reminders of when I met my husband on the internet............

ColleenEleanor Oster wrote:

Wow Robynn,Sounds like you had a great time! I'm really happy for you. Sounds like you are being smart about not doing anything in TOO big a hurry, but you're having fun anyway!I remember when I re-entered the dating scene a year after my previous husband died. After a while, I found my . After a while dating him (I was much more ready to settle down with him before he was, but then I had been single longer), I decided not to see anyone else, including some of the guys whom I had dated, who still wanted to see me. I never did lead anyone on, or try to cause them to think they were the only one, but it did get messy. Sometimes there is just no gentle way to break up with someone. I've been on both sides of THAT equation. Hopefully Steve will recover and go on with his life, and maybe you can be friends.Anyway,

I hope things work out for you the way they're supposed to. Does sound like a great start!EleanorRobynn wrote:>Hi guys...>>I'm back from my vacation with the Msr. French Boy. Before I go any >further, any news on Azin? How did her surgery go?>>OK...hmmmm...well, first things first. The a.m. that I was to pick up > at the airport, I was running a bit late. I had chosen the >outfit I wanted to wear, but I needed to wash my new jeans (the ones >I bought at the end of Olivier's visit.) I didn't have time to wash >them, so I ran down to the corner to Lucky Brand (where i bought the >other ones) to get a second pair. On a whim, I decided to try a >smaller size. Voila, I picked up wearing size TEN jeans. Ten. >TEN. Unbelievable.>>So, I wore my new size medium off-white fitted button down blouse

>(Ann ), my new soft dusty rose suede fitted jacket (Ann , >size 10), and my new jeans. With little hoop silver earrings, and >off-white sandals. And, I must say...I was CUTE CUTE CUTE. And more >CUTE. (hee hee).>>No, but honestly...when I was bigger, I'd never consider wearing >something like that...and feeling beautiful. I would have had to >wear a really dressy dress...dressed to the nines. What a wonderful >feeling to look like a million bucks wearing a classic, fitted >outfit...that didn't look like I was trying too hard. you know? I >felt confident, beautiful...and chic. I used to feel like a fat slob >wearing jeans. >>So, I got to the airport early...but I was at the wrong international >gate. For 2 hours. His flight was a bit late, and then he had to go >through immigration...but I

was starting to think, "this is >ridiculous!!" There I was, nervous as a cat on a hot tin >roof...looking at that television screen that lets you watch people >walking down the long hallway to the welcoming lobby. I kept seeing >guys that MIGHT be him, "Oh God, he's bald." or "Geez, he looks 96 >years old!" or "Oh no, he told me he put on a few lbs. because he >quit smoking, but he's actually chubby!!!" (sorry, no offense >intended...but I just mean that I had no idea what to expect...his >pictures had really varied, and I wasn't sure what he'd really look >like...)>>Finally, I asked a guy next to me, and he said, "Did you try the >other gate?" WHAT OTHER GATE? Good Lord, I come to the >International terminal to pick up frenchies pretty often, and I've >never noticed there was another gate. Great.>>So, as I stroll over there, I see this guy

sitting down with his >luggage, watching me with a cockeyed smile that looked like he was a >kitty that had just eaten a canary. (I came to adore that smile, by >the way. It begins with him dropping the right side of his lower lip >down, and then he bursts into a crooked smile. And he has this glint >in his eye that is so darned cocky and sexy and enamoured that it >just melts me.)>>He was wearing a black button down shirt,a leather jacket, jeans and >black Italian shoes. He had an undergrowth of beard (I've always >been a sucker for that look), huge green eyes...and he looked kind of >grizzled and tired, but sexy.>>And, I think I told you all that I already knew he was my height. >Fortunately, he's slightly taller than I am. It was a little bit >strange at first, because I've always had tall men in my life. My >husband is over six

feet, and I'm 5'6". Olivier was 5'11". So, that >took a bit of adjustment, and I think if I was still 261 lbs., I >would have felt like a huge moose next to him. But at 171 (he's >about 6 lbs. lighter than I am...but he's very muscular, so he is >broader in the shoulders, etc.), and looking more like I'm about 145 >(so i'm been told by a number of people recently, i got over any self->consciousness right away vis a vis size.>>I apologized and learned he had been waiting for 10 or 15 minutes. >He said, "I thought you were playing a little joke on me, maybe?" >His voice is gorgeous. Deep and resonant. I already knew that from >the phone, etc. Anyway, he hugged me, and kissed me, and hugged me >more...and he got all teary-eyed. It was very sweet. And yet, I >felt distant. I just felt very strange...like it wasn't real, you

>know?>>I had warned him that I can get that way when I am nervous, so he >just held me close and whispered sweet nothings in my ear. He told >me how wonderful it was to have me in his arms, how beautiful I >was...even more beautiful than any of my pictures (although Pam, he >said I looked the most like the pictures you took of me in my >office.) He held me until I started to melt a bit...and then we >headed for the car.>>He kept laughing, just for no reason...because it was so odd and >strange to finally be in the same space, the same continent, the same >country, the same city...after six months.>>At one of the stoplights, he told me that my profile was unbelievably >beautiful, and that he couldn't wait to draw me. (my little >artist). At every stoplight, he grabbed me and kissed me...deeply, >romantically, sensually...kissed my

eyelids my cheeks...got me so hot >and bothered and dazed that I got lost. >>Yep, I got lost. I only live in SF. I've only lived there my whole >freakin' life. I have only been to SFO, oh I don't know...3,000 >times (no exageration at all)...and yes, I got lost. The man knows >how to kiss, what can I say?>>We headed off directly to Mill Valley, because I had made >reservations at a spa for us. I thought it would help us to relax, >help him with the jet-lag. We had a little time, so we stopped at a >little outdoor cafe/bookstore that I like, and we sipped on coffee >(yes decaf for me). >>So, the spa (Tea Garden Springs) is very cool. Very Zen. Running >water, feng shui, quiet voices...everyone dressed in white...very >relaxing. They led us to a room with two adjoining jacuzzi bathtubs, >rose petals

floating on top..candles ablaze, with a lovely view of >Mt. Tam out of the window. They left us alone for 45 minutes. Um, >let's just say that he wound up in my bathtub (how'd that happen), >and er, um...let's just say that it was phenomenal. Truly. Yowza.>>So, after, we had massages (hour and a half) and facials (another >hour). We stumbled to the car in a dazed, relaxed trance. I drove >us to North Beach (the Italian neighborhood in the City), and we ate >at Rose Pistola's, one of my favorite restaurants. He was just about >ready to fall asleep in his risotto...so I asked them to wrap >everything up, and we headed home.>>My cat loved him immediately. She had been talking to him on the >phone for the last 6 months, so she recognized his voice, and >immediately responded to his sweet, sensual spirit. We went to bed >and he

immediately fell into deep slumber. Or at least until about 3 >a.m. when I was lulled out of my own slumber by his caresses.>>The next a.m., I received approximately 12 telephone calls before 9 >a.m., from curious friends and family members who "simply could not >WAIT another second" to hear how it was going. So, with a very good->natured laying next to me, chuckling...I had to say again and >again on the phone, "It's fabulous. Uh huh. Ohhhhh yeahhhhh...that >is just GREAT, no issues THERE!">>We met up with my brother, and went out on a sailboat on the Bay to >watch the Blue Angels. He found it thrilling, as the jets zipped >right over our heads. We had a great time, and he and my brother >managed to communicate pretty well together. That night, we went out >again for dinner...to a nice little Indonesian restaurant. We had a

>bunch of leftovers to take home again, as he wasn't able or willing >to finish my plate everytime I ate a little nibble and said, "OK, >that's it for me.">>Monday a.m. we headed for Kauai. When we got to the Grand Hyatt, it >was spectacularly beautiful. Our room wasn't quite ready, so we went >off to have our complimentary cocktails. To "make up" for the misery >of having to sit and watch the ocean with a free drink with a little >umbrella in it...they upgraded us to an utterly amazing ocean view >suite. The bathroom was bigger than my bedroom...and my bedroom is >huge. We had an amazing veranda, a huge plasma television (its value >lost on both of us, as neither of us ever ever watch television), a >CD player. And astonishing views.>>We were there for three days, and we barely left the room. We took a >bubble bath/jacuzzi

together until our fingers and toes were all >pruney. We taught each other songs in French and English, and sang >as we took our bubble bath. We had reservations for dinner that >night, but we wound up "taking a little nap" (he was still incredibly >jet-lagged..and Hawaii is 12 hours different than Paris). So, we >read and napped and well, er...you know....hee hee...all afternoon >and evening. At about 2 or 3 in the a.m., when I was still >asleep...he ordered champagne and cheese and chocolate covered >strawberries. He woke me up and we had a little picnic on the bed. >Now, yes, I shouldn't have had any of that, really (except for the >cheese.) I'm not advocating it...but it was great and romantic...and >I had a couple of nibbles and that was it. (besides, I did manage to >lose 4 lbs. while I was there. I mainly ate fish). He didn't know

>my exact dietary restrictions at that point. but, I did drink some >champagne. It was great.>>One of the days we took a helicopter tour around Kauai. Another day >we took a catamaran tour up the Na'Pali coast. We went snorkeling. >And we relaxed. We got lost a couple of times...and there were >plenty of opportunities to argue or get stressed...but nope. It was >all just comfortable and fun...we came up with a bunch of little >private jokes...and we really bonded on many levels. And for a 44 >year old (he turned 44 when he was here), he was like a sensual >Energizer bunny. And completely unselfish and knew tricks that I had >never seen before. (I teased him about a certain thing he did that I >had never experienced...and that's saying a lot coming from me. He >said, "Former slut trick." I said, "Thank God for former

sluts!!" >This was one of our jokes because he had been a bit wild when he was >younger and a professional musician. But, he says that is all out of >his system, and now he just wants to be my slut.)>>We went to this neat bar, listened to jazz, and made out the whole >time. That seemed to happen a lot. Always starting with that little >cat that ate the canary smile.>>So, we headed off to Maui. Went on an all-day excursion to the >island of Lanai. We snorkeled and hung out on the boat and explored >the island. Other days, we went through art galleries in Lahaina, >and started planning his art career (he's an unbelievable artist. >Really really good.)>>We laughed. Alot. We played in the ocean, and in the pool at the >hotel, and went through the water tubes and played like children. >When I got a little

nauseated or had tummy problems, he was ny on >the Spot. The skin wasn't an issue, and I wound up parading around >in sleeveless, short Hawaiian dressed (he called me his Wahaini which >means "island girl" and he was constantly putting flowers in my >hair.) After watching me struggle for the second day to straighten >my hair with products, he told me that I was my most beautiful when I >was fresh out of the ocean and the sun dried my hair into waves. Why >would I want to straighten my perfect, wavy hair? Why would I want >to put any make up on my lovely, young face? I could have kissed him.>I probably did. So, for the rest of the trip: no real make-up, no >fuss with my hair, a two piece bathing suit, and sleeveless dressed. >he thought I was exquisite. He drew pictures of me constantly. He >gazed lovingly at me. He took care of

me.>>So, we sadly made our way back to the mainland on Sunday (left >Saturday night and arrived Sun. a.m.) When we got to my apartment, >my sister and brother-in-law were there from San Obispo. My >brother and his dog were also there. We said hi, and headed straight >for bed. the cat joined us, but the little brat slept on him. Not >me.>>That night, we went to the Maharani, a beautiful Indian restaurant in >the City. we had a party for my brother Craig (his birthday is Oct. >18), my close friend (also the 18th) and for (the 17th.) >It was a really nice night.>>The next day, we headed off to Carmel for the day. A photographer >took photos of us at the Mission, and down on the beach. This was >his birthday present, what he asked me to arrange before he got >here. It was fun, and the vast

majority of the pictures had him >kissing me. I can't wait to see the pictures...the photographer >said, "You guys are beautiful together, I have a feeling I'm going to >be using these for advertisements." He is a pretty well-known >photographer, and has been featured on Oprah.>>We had a romantic dinner for his birthday, and headed back to SF. >Tuesday afternoon, we took off for Arizona (sedona, where my parents >live.) We were there until Thursday night, and my parents loved >him. Somehow, my step-father, who hates French people on general >principle...adored him. They communciated in some odd fashion, and >really bonded.>>Friday, we toured around SF, and Friday night we went out to a couple >of blues clubs. >>The bad thing that happened is that my husband, from whom I have been >separated for one and a half years, but who

I really genuinely care >about..and who really wants us to be together...saw us out together. >i didn't see him, and he doesn't usually go out. I had told him I'd >be gone for a couple of weeks, to protect him from the truth. He got >suspicious, and voila. I felt horrible because I knew how hurt he >was. He called at 3 in the a.m, and although I didn't pick up the >phone, I did listen to the message. was sympathetic and >comforted me...but to be honest...I wanted to call Steve back and >make sure he was ok...but I was afraid to get into a big thing...and >so instead, I stayed awake all night, fretting, while sawed logs >next to me.>>The next a.m. I was very nervous and anxious. i just wanted to leave >the apartment, because I didn't want a big confrontation. was >not so worried, and was slow as molasses, and I was going

crazy. We >finally left at 1. We grabbed a bit, but I was so upset and >distracted that I couldn't eat. At the airport, while I was sad he >was leaving, I couldn't really focus on it. The second he left, i >called Steve and told him how sorry I was that he had found out in >that way, but that I had tried to tell him in the past...and that if >he wanted to talk...>>He called today. And was very very hurt, and very cold. He said >he'd send me the petition for divorce by mail...and it was just bad. >I cried all day. called me this a.m. before the second >conversation with Steve...and told me he got home safely. And then >the conversation with Steve. It was very very painful. And moments >after Steve hung up from me, Olivier called. For the fifth time in >the time that was there. He comforted me about

the Steve >thing...but it just made me realize how crowded my life is, you know?>>The bottom line is that is wonderful in many ways. I'll be >seeing him at Christmas (I'll be in paris), and he's ready to move >in. My mother asked his intentions with me, and he said, "I intend >to marry her and spend the rest of my life with her." At the >airport, he told me that we just "work" together.>>He's 100 percent sure of me. I adore him...but I'm more reserved in >some ways...and the confusion of my current life detracted a >bit...but all in all, he's very wonderful, romantic. sweet, >warm...patient...and an incredible lover.>>So, I see it going places...but I am going to have to go through some >rough times first....>>That's all for now. Sorry if there were too many intimate details!!>>Slenderella>--

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Colleen

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Robynn, i enjoyed reading your Paris tales, but i am so sorry that you had to come home to your grandmothers passing, my prayers to you and your family. Colleen Diane Duenas wrote: wow wow wow Robynn....the stuff of fairytales and princesses!!! It sounds so wonderful. But Im glad you are back!! Ive missed you!! Lets get together soon.Huggles> > > > > Hello everyone:> > > > > > I got a brief email from Robynn.> > > > > > I'll let her share all of her news when she gets> > > back, but she's doing > > > well.> > > > > > So

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Hi Robynn,

On Colleen's note, I'm so happy to everything went so well. Sounds

so amazing...I need to go back to Paris soon. I'm also sorry to hear

of your loss...I came back from my New Years trip to find that a very

dear family member passed on the 1st. Sort of a bittersweet start to

2006.

Thinking of you (as usual)...

Azin

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Hi Robynn,

On Colleen's note, I'm so happy to everything went so well. Sounds

so amazing...I need to go back to Paris soon. I'm also sorry to hear

of your loss...I came back from my New Years trip to find that a very

dear family member passed on the 1st. Sort of a bittersweet start to

2006.

Thinking of you (as usual)...

Azin

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Robynn or Rita Wow that was so fun to read your update about the eventful night you had ! It was so warm and refreshing, and i totally understand the moment ! I am so thrilled for you! I love reading your special moments and am happy that you have them ! I still dont get your emails in here but every now and again it piggybacks ( as our Pam likes to say) on someone elses email ! Cheers to you and all of us ColleenBBQ Man wrote: Robynn Van Patten... the woman with the looks and the body to turn a gay man straight! LOL That's a hell of a compliment there Robynn. And I'll bet you really were all

that too! What a great time... Ron Robynn's milestone So last night was the annual SF AIDS gala for the s. I went last year, wearing a size 20. Last night, I wore a size 8. And here's the

thing:The theme was "Rubies and Rhinestones". My dress was red, and skimmed along every curve. Very 40s movie star. It was strapless and had a little asymmetrical teardrop buckle on the side, gold with rhinestones in it. Ruby red. I bought some vintage jewelry, clip on earrings, a matching necklace and a beautiful matching bracelet. It fit my wrist, which was a miracle (because I have the wrists of a Russian peasant woman.) I had one of those short, white fur stoles (not real, I like animals too much). I had my hair done like Rita Hayworth. I had fake eyelashes on. I had a little gold vintage bag, and strappy gold high heels. was in a tux with a ruby red bowtie.I got more compliments! All the gay men (who tend to love me anyway...probably because they know I adore them) were telling me I was FABULOUS...several told me that they were going to

have to rethink being gay altogether. This gay couple came up and flirted with and tried to speak French to him. They asked him to take a picture with them...and I said, "Let me take the picture, I'm good at that." Finally, they realized I was there...and one of them said, "HOney...you are obviously good at EVERYTHING you do!!" I laughed and said, "Why do you think that?" And he said, "Look at you in your gorgeous red dress, perfectly put together...all Rita Hayworth 40s glam movie star! Only perfect women with total confidence could carry that off the way you can!!!" And then he turned to his partner and said, "Can we keep them BOTH, please?!" It was hilarious! And great for my ego.SO, I was FABULOUS. In a red dress that hugged every curve. In a strapless number, for goodness' sake.What a difference a year has made!!!Much

love,Rita...oops, I mean "Robynn"

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You know, I was wondering whether you were still having problems with my mail. It's so strange, because I get all of yours (or at least I think I do...maybe I get piggybacks, too!) I'm super proud of you, Colleen...you are doing just great!!! Love. RobynnColleen Garner wrote: Robynn or Rita Wow that was so fun to read your update about the eventful night you had ! It was so warm and refreshing, and i totally understand the moment ! I am so thrilled for you! I love reading your special moments and am happy that you have them ! I still dont get your emails in here but every now and again it piggybacks ( as our Pam likes to say) on someone elses email ! Cheers to

you and all of us ColleenBBQ Man wrote: Robynn Van Patten... the woman with the looks and the body to turn a gay man straight! LOL That's a hell of a compliment there Robynn. And I'll bet you really were all that too! What a great time... Ron Robynn's milestone So last night was the annual SF AIDS gala for the s. I went last year, wearing a size 20. Last night, I wore a size 8. And here's the thing:The theme was "Rubies and Rhinestones". My dress was red, and skimmed along every curve. Very 40s movie star. It was strapless and had a little asymmetrical teardrop buckle on the side, gold with rhinestones in it. Ruby red. I bought some vintage jewelry, clip on earrings, a matching necklace and a beautiful matching bracelet. It fit my wrist, which was a miracle (because I have the wrists

of a Russian peasant woman.) I had one of those short, white fur stoles (not real, I like animals too much). I had my hair done like Rita Hayworth. I had fake eyelashes on. I had a little gold vintage bag, and strappy gold high heels. was in a tux with a ruby red bowtie.I got more compliments! All the gay men (who tend to love me anyway...probably because they know I adore them) were telling me I was FABULOUS...several told me that they were going to have to rethink being gay altogether. This gay couple came up and flirted with and tried to speak French to him. They asked him to take a picture with them...and I said, "Let me take the picture, I'm good at that." Finally, they realized I was there...and one of them said, "HOney...you are obviously good at EVERYTHING you do!!" I laughed and said, "Why do you think that?" And he said, "Look at you in

your gorgeous red dress, perfectly put together...all Rita Hayworth 40s glam movie star! Only perfect women with total confidence could carry that off the way you can!!!" And then he turned to his partner and said, "Can we keep them BOTH, please?!" It was hilarious! And great for my ego.SO, I was FABULOUS. In a red dress that hugged every curve. In a strapless number, for goodness' sake.What a difference a year has made!!!Much love,Rita...oops, I mean "Robynn" Colleen

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Hi Robynn- I so hate missing most of your posts, I have no clue why Yahoo blocks them from me, i just read of all your mishaps of late, Gosh that has to be frustrating. I am sorry all of that happened to you. I hope you are doing better. ColleenPamela A Marsh wrote: Robynn, sorry to hear about your problems. I hope theyget you patched back up and running really soon. Inthe meantime, rest if you can (I am sure you don't andhave not learned what that means-smile). You aremissed here at work (and not for work reasons eitherbut I am sure that to). Lots of love to you for a speedy recovery. Congratson the lost pounds girlie.Pam Marsh--- Robynn VanPatten wrote:> Thanks, Dear

. It's not been a very fun ride. > I'm exhausted now! I've had a little bit of success> towards my 123 goal, but not quite there. I just> feel yucky all over, that's all there is to it. > sniff.> > How are you doing on your journey? Anything new> and fun?> > Robynn> > wrote:> > Damn Robynn...sorry to hear about your "fun". Nice> you were able to> find some silver lining that cloud. > > And I am rooting for that "123" solution real soon!> ; )> > > > > > > > > > >> > > > Hello Everyone,> > > > > > > > I am semi-new to this board. I've been> reading the posts for> about a > > > > month waiting for my approval letter.> > > > > > > > I received my "acceptance" letter from> Richmond last week. I> have a > > > > Psych Eval & Nutritionist appointment this> coming Tuesday at > > > > Richmond. I am not too sure what to expect> from these two > === message truncated

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Write to yahoo and find out, we are both on sbcglobal.net. It might be an internal thing. I miss you! RobynnColleen Garner wrote: Hi Robynn- I so hate missing most of your posts, I have no clue why Yahoo blocks them from me, i just read of all your mishaps of late, Gosh that has to be frustrating. I am sorry all of that happened to you. I hope you are doing better. ColleenPamela A Marsh wrote: Robynn, sorry to hear about your problems. I hope theyget you patched back up and running really soon. Inthe meantime, rest if you can (I am sure you don't

andhave not learned what that means-smile). You aremissed here at work (and not for work reasons eitherbut I am sure that to). Lots of love to you for a speedy recovery. Congratson the lost pounds girlie.Pam Marsh--- Robynn VanPatten wrote:> Thanks, Dear . It's not been a very fun ride. > I'm exhausted now! I've had a little bit of success> towards my 123 goal, but not quite there. I just> feel yucky all over, that's all there is to it. > sniff.> > How are you doing on your journey? Anything new> and fun?> > Robynn> > wrote:> > Damn Robynn...sorry to hear about your "fun". Nice> you were able to> find some silver lining that cloud.

> > And I am rooting for that "123" solution real soon!> ; )> > > > > > > > > > >> > > > Hello Everyone,> > > > > > > > I am semi-new to this board. I've been> reading the posts for> about a > > > > month waiting for my approval letter.> > > > > > > > I received my "acceptance"

letter from> Richmond last week. I> have a > > > > Psych Eval & Nutritionist appointment this> coming Tuesday at > > > > Richmond. I am not too sure what to expect> from these two > === message truncated ===__________________________________________________