So ... I am hoping this last weigh in means the plateu is over for a while. 2.2 lbs in a week in a half. I'll take it. That brings my total to ....

That's just 7 pounds from my halfway point. How cool! Well I've had a hard time deciding what my reward would be for my halfway point, but I finally made a decision. As some of you may know I have a strange love for elephants. This developed for many different reasons:
My step-father who passed a few years ago now was a huge Bama fan. I grew up knowing Auburn was the enemy. What does Auburn stand for? Alabama Usually Beats Us Round November. What are the three rules a man should live by? Never burn the flag, never betray your country, and never wear anything with Auburn on it. Yep - That was my Poppa. (Editor's Note - if anyone is interested in why Bama is referred to as the Crimson Tide - check it out. http://bryantmuseum.ua.edu/direction.cfm?dir=traditions1). When Poppa died my husband and I bought a little ceramic sleeping Bama Elephant that stays with his ashes now. And that my friends is my first real connection to Elephants.
RAMMER JAMMER YELLOW HAMMER, GIVE 'EM HELL ALABAMA!
So next - while I'm not a very religious person, I am very spiritual. Most probably tolerate my constant reference to the "uncarved block" when things get screwy in life. I have a tattoo that constantly connects me to my baptist roots. I really think the Rosicrucians are really neat people and my limited knowledge of them helps strengthen my idea that they've really got it together. This leads me to the Hindu elephant story...
The Blind Men and the Elephant
It was six men of Indostan
To learning much inclined,
Who went to see the Elephant
(Though all of them were blind),
That each by observation
Might satisfy his mind
The First approached the Elephant,
And happening to fall
Against his broad and sturdy side,
At once began to bawl:
God bless me! but the Elephant
Is very like a wall!
The Second, feeling of the tusk,
Cried, Ho! what have we here
So very round and smooth and sharp?
To me tis mighty clear
This wonder of an Elephant
Is very like a spear!
The Third approached the animal,
And happening to take
The squirming trunk within his hands,
Thus boldly up and spake:
I see, quoth he, the Elephant
Is very like a snake!
The Fourth reached out an eager hand,
And felt about the knee.
What most this wondrous beast is like
Is mighty plain, quoth he;
'Tis clear enough the Elephant
Is very like a tree!
The Fifth, who chanced to touch the ear,
Said: Even the blindest man
Can tell what this resembles most;
Deny the fact who can
This marvel of an Elephant
Is very like a fan!?
The Sixth no sooner had begun
About the beast to grope,
Than, seizing on the swinging tail
That fell within his scope,
I see, quoth he, the Elephant
Is very like a rope!
And so these men of Indostan
Disputed loud and long,
Each in his own opinion
Exceeding stiff and strong,
Though each was partly in the right,
And all were in the wrong!
Moral:
So oft in theologic wars,
The disputants, I ween,
Rail on in utter ignorance
Of what each other mean,
And prate about an Elephant
Not one of them has seen!
-- John Godfrey Saxe
The story is often connected to how we all perceive God. However you come to God is your own journey ... however you perceive your elephant is your own.
And lastly (who knew this would be such a long post).. for one of my recent classes I read a book called "Zoo Story." It's a good book about the struggle in developing a firm opinion for or against zoos. The story begins, unexpectedly, with a description of the culls in Africa which are done as a way of maintaining other animal habitats. Apparently on one of the preservation sites for African wildlife - the elephants have overrun the land and started killing off other species. On occasion, some of the elephants are guided by helicopters away from their heard and shot. The description is heartbreaking. I sobbed, and still cry, reading it. But I won't go into the details here.. the point of the story is Elephants are really really smart. They are also very social and love one another. They also mourn their dead in a showing of kindness that I think we could learn from. In the book they talk about how the bodies of the dead elephants are often too heavy and too large to burry immediately. So they often keep the bodies in a constructed shed. One day after a cull a group of elephants had destroyed the shed to get to their deceased and buried them.
So the Elephant for me is connected to a loved one, teaches me patience with others, and reminds me to love. For that reason my halfway reward will be a new dogeared necklace.