Thursday, April 22, 2010
I spent many years with vacuum cleaners I didn't particularly like. The el cheapo one I bought when I was in my first apartment. The canister one DH had -- I detest canister vacuums. The Magic Devil I really liked at first, but whose attachments started to disintegrate after only 1 year (plus they weren't on board).
And then I got a Dyson. Money well spent, IMHO. I hear the newer ones with the ball are even better, but mine is doing just fine after quite a few years. I only have 2 quibbles with it:
1. No retractable power cord
2. You have to totally take off the power cord in order to use any attachements
So, we are going down to the inlaws house this weekend (they are trying to sell it, they live on the other side of the country now, long story). And my husband wants to take along my vacuum. Would you take your vacuum on a road trip? I'm serious -- I need opinions here, because my intial reaction was he!! no, and not just because I don't want to vacuum.
I also need to find a reasonable hotel in the Centerville area. Because DH also wants to stay the 2 nights in the empty house. I mean totally empty, as in no furniture -- zero, zip, nada.
If I'm driving 4 hours to clean someone else's house -- something I don't even enjoy doing to my own house -- I really do believe the least I deserve in exchange is a bed. I want somewhere I can actually relax.
I know even my MIL, who is also a spendthrift, would tell DH to spring for a hotel. I just haven't had time to search!
What is the wackiest thing you've ever taken on a road trip?
And no, this blog has nothing whatsoever to do with weight loss. Sometimes RL really does get in the way!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
I stole this subject directly from today's skinnyinthecity.com/ newsletter.
The advice comes from Bob Harper, of "The Biggest Loser" fame (and no, I don't watch the show).
So simple, isn't it? It's about taking all your goals and asking yourself why not me? Turning off that negative talk in our heads.
In fact, even before I read the newsletter this morning, I had already practiced why not me? We are going away this weekend. Not really a pleasure trip, we're going to look at my inlaws house on the Cape, make sure the painting was done well, and probably do some tidying up.
DH even wants to stay in the house. Which is empty. And we're not even sure the water is on. I am resistant to this idea. It's going to be a long trip, not a terribly fun one, and frankly, I know we won't be sleeping real well on an air mattress there. Not to mention we'll have to haul bedding with us, etc. etc.
Ok, the above was just me venting.
Where did why not me? come in.
I've been thinking about what sort of food to bring with me. What can keep my on tracck. And I found myself thinking "you always gain when you go away, so maybe your goal ought to be to just accept a small gain".
And then I was like whoa! Did I really just think that? No, I won't go with that attitude. It's a challenge, to be sure, because I'm not sure I'll have access to a fridge or even ice, so things that have to be refrigerated are out.
But I can bring some Ezekiel english muffins, some almond butter, some apples -- there's a healthy breakfast. I can bring a lunch to eat on the way down. And hopefully I can find someplace with healthy salads for lunch -- and then indulge a bit at dinner. I was thinking about bringing a slice from the vegan chocolate chip cookie pie, but I think something a bit lighter is called for when I'm going to be eating out for most of the weekend.
So, remember New Years? Remember those goals? Why not you?
On cookbook maven:
Wondering what your go-to foods for travel are.
My adapted-from-Thrive recovery smoothie/pudding
Monday, April 19, 2010
. . . I remind myself of how I felt when I was 29 pounds heavier.
I do my share of whining:
It's too hard.
Why can't I eat what I want to?
Why can't I eat how MUCH I want to?
How come I lose weight so slowly?
How come I'm not losing weight anymore?
The list goes on and on.
But then I remind myself of how I feel now:
I can buy cute clothes now. Might be shallow, but it works!
I have more energy now.
I can easily cross my legs now!
I found my collarbones again.
My blood pressure is oodles lower.
I have more confidence now.
This list goes on & on, too. And when I focus on this list, the hard work gets easier.
What do your lists look like?
What do you do when your lack of progress (or slowness, or backsliding -- whatever!) starts getting you down?
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Well, yes, of course our beauty comes from the inside.
But I'm talking more about our foundations here. Not content with just brighter clothes, I wanted some brighter foundation garmets, too (sorry if it's TMI, menfolk!).
So I stopped off at Target the other day & stocked up. I have to admit that I really like Target bras. They fit well and they're the right price. I even snagged a couple of clearance ones for $4 and $5 -- pretty astounding since my size (pretty small) tends to sell out quickly.
I walked out with fuschia, with purple, with red. And I must admit it made me feel prettier to know I had them on.
Because I'm so small, I must also admit that I do have a tendency to go braless fairly often -- since mostly I'm hanging out at home, and especially during the winter.
But this was actually how I felt that I knew I'd lost some weight this week -- my bras felt more comfortable.
So if you want to feel pretty from the inside out and don't have a whole lot of money to spend, I highly recommend Target! And don't forget the clearance rack!
Over on cookbook maven:
Check out what I ate at the party last night.
What I ate so I wouldn't eat everything in sight at the party:
And the blogs that spoke to me this week
Friday, April 16, 2010
. . . or my body is talking to me (which was what I originally was going to title this blog, but then "getting to know you" from "The King & I" got stuck in my head -- odd trivia about me: I actually got to see "The King & I" with Yul Brynner many, many years ago. Awesome).
So yeah, my body definitely talks to me. Um, no, you don't have to call the people with the rubber rooms yet.
Despite my blog yesterday, I was pretty sure I'd lost weight this week. How could I tell? My collarbones and my cheekbones seemed more prominent again. My skin was looking better.
Lately I find I can't seem to tell my weight from my clothes alone. One pair of jeans felt looser. One felt tighter -- seriously, so tight that I ended up switching into the looser jeans later on in the day. Maybe because I've just been pushing liquids so much because of not feeling well. I might actually have to break down & go to the doctor, exept I don't actually have a doctor . . . anyway.
And then I went and took my measurements and they were up. I know I retain fluids around TOM time, which ought to be arriving any moment now. So I seriously just didn't know where I was.
Apparently I should listen to my body more. Because sure enough, even with my mini-binge two nights ago, I was down a good amount this week. Not enough to break the plateau, oh no, that would be asking too much. But it did make me feel better.
Tonight we have our party. I wanted my healthy "Thrive" pancakes this morning (even they just taste so-so), but decided to go with apple oats instead. Not only do I not have control over the food tonight, dinner will be much later than we're used to eating. So I need to make sure to tank up on good food beforehand.
Does your body talk to you?
Do you listen?
What does it tell you?
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