Friday, April 29, 2011
I am a girly-girl. Always have been. Yet I don't get the hoopla about "the" wedding - didn't about Diana's, either. I haven't seen the news or the dress yet, tho obviously I will before day's end.
And I didn't grow up planning my wedding. I wasn't planning to be married any time soon. Maybe it was my low self esteem; maybe it was the idea that my looks were never quite good enough as planted by my parents. I am not blaming them, altho it sure sounds like I am. Ultimately no one can make you feel bad except your own high expectations of yourself.
So there I was, fresh out of college and the first among my friends to be engaged.
I didn't turn into bridezilla. I didn't care a whole lot about the details & let most of the work fall to my mother. I didn't even really care about the dress. Really, you only wear it once, so what's the point?
Looking back, I suspect, again, that my parents planted some ideas in my head. Like after 3 college educations & 1 wedding already, they really didn't want to spend more than they had to. And so when they suggested I wear my sister's dress, I agreed. Truth was I hadn't really come into my own in terms of style yet.
Only problem? My sister is 3" taller than me, and was also, not surprisingly, thinner than me.
And do I can relate to both Diana & Kate. There was a lot of pressure on me to fit into that dress, & let me tell you it was close but I did it. For probably the only time in my life I met a weight goal in the time frame I set out for myself. Failure was not an option.
With 25 years hindsight, tho, I want to tell all those brides-to-be that it isn't really all about the dress. Of course you have every right to look pretty, but please don't do so at the expense of your happiness. This should be a happy time, a time of celebration - not a time to beat yourself up and make yourself crazy.
Forget about sizes. Forget about what other people say or think. Choose something comfortable that makes you feel like a princess. And above all, remember it isn't all about the dress. It's about a celebration of sharing your life with your loved ones.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Nope, I haven't fallen into a can of nuts. I'll get to the point after sharing the funny dog story that sparked this blog.
When we lived in TX we had 2 oak trees - one in the front, a live oak, and a red oak we foolishly planted in the backyard thinking we'd get changing colors - which we did, only you don't get the right weather for the brilliant reds we get up here in the NE; we got muted reddish-brown instead.
What we did get was acorns. Lots & lots of acorns. And the fruits from our magnolia tree (altho I still really miss that magnolia). Dogs like acorns. Heck, dogs like pretty much anything they can get their mouths around & some things they really can't get their mouths around.
Like acorns. Chester would often get them stuck on his teeth. I had to unstick them for him on more than one occasion. Sometimes he'd get them stuck on both his upper & lower teeth at the same time, and would look around nonchalantly with his mouth stuck open as if I couldn't see the great big acorn he'd been trying to gobble.
So the other day, right after Easter, I'm walking the dogs. I glance down, and Lola has her mouth partially open. It isn't particularly warm & I think maybe she's picked up something on one of her paws.
I feel all her paws & can't find anything, altho she looks almost in pain - I should have realized that wasn't it, since she's usually quite vocal if something is hurting her.
We continue walking a bit, me watching her, with her mouth still partially open - until she spits out a (thankfully) wrapped Hershey's kiss. Why she didn't just gobble it I'll never know. It was pretty funny, but maybe you had to be there.
Still, it got me thinking about all the little extras we take, sometimes thoughtlessly & sometimes while just ignoring our own behavior, cause if we ignore it it didn't happen, right?
Like how I thought I'd smear just a bit if peanut butter on my protein bar. A little extra protein, right? As if a little smear really gets you any more protein! I didn't do it. Or how I might just pop a few chocolate chips in while adding them to my husband's oatmeal. I didn't do that, either, but I thought about it & I've done it in the past & will no doubt do it in tbd future at some point.
These little white lies we tell ourselves only hurt one person - ourselves!
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
That was my run just 2 short hours ago. You'd never know it to look at the grayness otside now! Maybe today will be a repeat of yesterday - cloudy in the morning, clearing up into the most gorgeous afternoon.
It rained overnight, but nothing was coming down as I headed out the door. The birds were chirping away, which always helps me to get out that door. There were lots of clouds, but there was some yellow brightening the horizon.
The wonderful smell of lilacs wafted in the air. Such childhood memories - I have a really deep connection to a lot of the trees we had in my first home - is that weird?
The forsythia & crabapples are beginning to bloom, finally, too. Tulips are unfolding.
I got glimpses of a yellow sunrise from time to time, but no blue skies, nor any expected from the forecast. I was just so grateful to have a dry run without a jacket weighing me down & hindering the freedom of my run!
There was the smell of gas at the turn where there's so frequently that smell. Someday those houses are going to blow up, but I think we live far enough away to be safe. And yes, we've contacted the gas company about it anyway.
There was the deafening rumble if the garbage truck at that turn, but it's the one fewer people use (not included in our taxes) so thankfully it soon left me in peace.
As I neared home, a tiny cardinal raced across the street.
And that is why I run. At least sometimes. True, you could get all that from walking, too. I believe that I do get more endorphins from running than walking, tho. Even from leisurely runs like this morning.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
The devil didn't win yesterday, but neither did the angel. I'd call it a draw. I did not have dessert for dinner (instead I had breakfast for dinner), but I also didn't have any veggies yesterday. Nada, zero, zilch.
Extremely unusual for me. I did, OTOH, have a fair amount of fruit & I didn't pig out on candy or sweets or anything. What I ate was fairly healthy, just not very balanced. I ended up with oatmeal for dinner.
Yesterday was a real low energy day. Could've been the weather, could've been not enough sleep in general over the last week, could've been the lack of veggies - most likely all 3 combined. The weather doesn't look to get better anytime soon, altho at least it's finally getting warmer. Whatever; it's not something I can control so I just have to accept it.
I also wanted to make a brief comment on my limiting carbs as the day goes on. I don't really think carbs in the evening have anything to do with weight gain (or plateau), but I'm giving this a try because I find that by not having carbs with dinner I can get in an afternoon snack. That afternoon snack usually helps keep late-day cravings for sweets at bay.
It's not written in stone, obviously, since I had oatmeal for dinner last night. I was able to squeeze in my afternoon snack yesterday so it worked for me. Usually even more veggies take the place of the dinnertime carbs, and more veggies can only be a good thing.
I have salad on the menu for dinner tonight. I'm really hoping they got the forecast right - warm - otherwise I know I won't want salad. Salad with shrimp & avocado, BTW, not just veggies.
Dreaming of sun & warm weather . . . everyone's gotta have dreams!
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