Thursday, August 12, 2010
I was all the way down to S before I realized it was in alphabetical order. This could be interesting...
A - Available or married? Married. So very married.
B - Books? Yes - enough to open my own branch of the library. Currently, a couple paperback cozy mysteries, a book on welding techniques for artists, a book on Woody Landscape Plants, and Chi Running. Also the usual armload of magazines.
C - Cake or pie? Pie. But not cream pie.
D - Drink of choice? Gin. Failing that, water, no ice.
E - Essential item? Duct tape.
F - Favorite color? For what?
G - Game to play or watch? Backgammon. Preferably for money.
H - Hometown? Philadelphia.
I - Indulgence? Jacuzzi.
J - Job? No, thank you. I've already had more than my share.
K - Kids and names? Annie and Alexandra.
L - Life is incomplete without? A sketch book and a dictionary.
M - Music group or singer? At the moment, Etta James.
N - Number of siblings? Zero by birth, but many recognized along the way.
O - Oranges or apples? Apples.
P - Phobias/fears? Spiders and polar bears.
Q - Favorite quote? Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats.
H. L. Mencken
R - Reason to smile? I'm still here.
S - Season? Whichever one we're currently in.
T - Tattoos? Yep, a Celtic on my left calf.
U - Unknown fact about me? I have an excellent sense of direction outdoors, but indoors - even in a largish house - I get hopelessly lost.
V - Vegetable you love? Anything but okra, and even that is okay if it isn't cooked to the glue stage.
W - Worst habit? I tend to wander off.
X - X-rays you've had? Feet, hands, wrists, teeth, knee, lungs, left side of head, sinuses, spine ... God, you name it, I've got a picture of it around here somewhere.
Y - Your favorite food? Tiny new potatoes with sour cream and caviar. Anything with fresh basil. Callard and Bowser toffee. Espresso with real whipped cream. My mother's pot roast.
Z - Zodiac? Pisces, Scorpio on the ascendant, moon in Capricorn. Grand trine in water signs.
Friday, August 06, 2010
One of the many newsletters that show up in my inbox periodically is one from the Chopra Center. I'm passing this info along for anyone who might be interested.
It's free and open to anyone, from complete beginner to advanced practice.
Here's the link:
Meditation is easy to do and healing in many ways. There are links offered to various Chopra Center products and classes, and drawings for prizes and the like, but none of this is necessary to participate in the Challenge. Each day's lesson comes via email - maybe we'll learn some things to start our practice of meditation or deepen one already in place.
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
The link is here:
I started leaving a quick comment, but got carried away (gee, isn't *that* unusual? LOL) and seeing that it had turned into it's own blog, thought I'd post it over here.
Good for you, for your awesome insight. Because you know what? Beauty is like money - you always want more and more, and then when you're not looking you lose it anyway. All these movie stars and models, with the bodies we supposedly want, and they mutilate themselves with surgery and then drown the fear of growing older in men, drugs, alcohol and general misery.
My daughter and I were sitting in a parking lot the other day and noticed a couple of young teenagers walk by. She pointed out how very slim they were - maybe a size 2 at the most - and asked if we'd ever get there. Truthfully? No. I'm 5'6" and muscular. When I was at my goal weight a few years ago, I was still a 12 - even skeletal, my hip bones would be too wide for a 2.
Many people over the ages have pointed out that the best beauty products are confidence and happiness. There's something to that.
And besides, life is *way* too short to go through it putting off doing, putting off enjoying, putting off *anything* until... until we're the "right" weight, until we find the "right" mate, until we make more money, get a house, get out of college, *whatever*. Operate from a place of envy, shame, insecurity and "if only..." and you push happiness away. Love and work with what you've got, and you'll set up for getting more. And if it never comes (the weight thing you've got covered - I meant the more vague hopes) you won't even notice, because you'll be too busy enjoying what you've got.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
I'm pretty well read, a parent for a lot of years, and am a thoroughly trained, card-carrying first aid person. I did not know this, however.
Thanks, IMPROVINGME, for bringing it to our attention.
"Drowning Looks Different Than You Think"
I can't seem to get the link to work, so here's the address to cut and paste:
Monday, July 12, 2010
I was looking at book in the library the other day - I think it was one of those Idiots' Guide to... books, maybe a ....For Dummies. Anyway, one of the things each section included, for those who didn't want all the details, was a little sidebar called something like The Least You Need to Know.
I was thinking that here in weight-loss world, we ought to have similar sidebars for ourselves, called maybe At The Very Least I Can Do X. So when you've been overeating and/or overdrinking, even if you show no signs of getting it back together (the refrig is still full of party food, whatever), maybe The Least I Can Do Is: drink the eight glasses of water.
I started out the C25K with guns blazing and got through week two. Then the heat and humidity overran my best intents and my foot hurt like the devil every day as well. I fully intend to get back with that program in a few days. But meanwhile, I thought, "Okay, I can't even walk much, but what is the least I can do?" I decided that I could at least do some gentle yoga each day - if a particular pose hurt my foot, I'd skip it and do another. If it was too hot for even that, the Very Least I Could Do was the Sun Salutation series - a few minutes, top. So I did that. And if my day is going to be too busy to allow time for a walk, maybe The Least is wear the shoes that exercise your legs and rear (I got the Target brand - they're every bit as good as the name brand ones, for 1/3 the price) while I go to the grocery.
Maybe all we need sometimes is permission from ourselves to do something, rather than everything, and be satisfied for that time. I'm not suggesting that we give up on doing our best, but I know I'm not always up to that standard. And a bit is better than nothing.
And more than once, I found that The Least led to a tentative few more - a couple push-ups off the kitchen counter, or turning down that piece of pie (maybe I was too full from all the water.) Maybe I just needed a nudge to get started.
So if doing your usual amount or your target amount is just too much to handle, and even a little bit is too challenging, what's The Least You Can Do?
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