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Thursday, November 12, 2009

Okay, so I finally got this picture to load. These are my precious green eyes. (body part I'm loving this week) I love that I have green eyes. They seem so exotic. I do remember a time when I wanted blue or brown because all the 'popular' people seemed to have them. But I realized that green was unique. I like being unique.

I've been told that I have my great grandma's eyes. Apparently lots of people liked her eyes and were sad when she died cause they would never see them again. Then I was born. It's kind of weird to think that I have someones else's eyes. That I remind my family members who knew her, of her. I hope I have lived up to her memory. And made some amazing new ones for them too.

I've always loved that my eyes can look more yellow or more blue depending on my mood and what I'm wearing. When I cry, I think they get so clear--it's freaky.

I did inherit the "close your eyes when your picture is taken" habit from my grandma, aunt and Mom. I find it so amusing to see pictures of all of us together. Inevitably, one or more of us has our eyes closed. (or just one eye looks all squinty) My daughter, bless her, seems to have this ailment too.

When I was asked to write a paper in school about which sense I would most NOT want to lose--it was sight. I love colors. I love to observe the world around me. I think you can tell so much about people by watching them. I would miss sunrises and sets, art, sculpture, faces, colors, depth, perspective. I know that if I had been born without sight, I would be fine. I wouldn't know what I was missing. But since I do know, I wouldn't want to live without it. My sister-in-laws grandma is losing her sight. She's been trying to travel as much as possible to see what she can, while she can. We talked for a while about it. She says she's sad, but that she knows it will be okay. I told her that she now has an excuse to touch people "inappropriately" wink wink. She laughed and said she might just become the "dirty old lady". It was moving for me to watch her, watching everything that happened at that party. And sobering. We take so much of our lives/health for granted. I don't want to miss a single moment of life any more. I want to see all I can by being present in the moment.

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POTATOTART 11/12/2009 7:46PM

    I LOVE green eyes and have to restrain myself from giving all the heroines in my story green eyes. Yours are gorgeous!

Thanks for stopping by my blog, and for reminding me how lucky I am to be able to see gorgeous fall colors.

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BUTTERCUP76 11/12/2009 4:30PM

    Your other pics don't show the color of your eyes, and I must say they are beautiful!

And thanks for your kind words earlier on my blog, makes me feel so much better having you as a friend. Thanks

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CAALAN23 11/12/2009 3:59PM

    I'm entranced! Beautiful! And I so want to play make-up party and do them up and make em pop! I would LOVE to have green eyes. Mine are a green/brown hazel and I'm forever trying to drag that green out, LOL!

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DIXIED88 11/12/2009 3:28PM

    *gasp* You have GORGEOUS eyes!!! WOW! I'm entranced....

Love this blog! My son has my Grandmother's eyes too. He has blue eyes when both Hubby and I have brown. It reminds me of her and makes me think she had a hand in making him as special as he is. It's a good thing!

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DREAMNSCHEME 11/12/2009 2:19PM

    They are beautiful!

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Are we taught our eating habits?

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

I read an article on the Daily Spark this morning about whether Mom's dieting cycles influence a daughters eating disorder. Many people blogged about how, yes indeed, their parents eating habits influenced theirs.

I wanted to join in. But couldn't. Not really. Sure my parents "dieted" and had healthy eating phases and bad eating phases. Perhaps they didn't set the best examples. But I don't think it is the food that influenced me.

Emotions were not handled well in my family. My parents fought in front of us. The days events were hashed out over dinner, and if anyone had bad grades or detentions, or did something wrong--my Dad would go ballistic--at the dinner table! My Mom would get exasperated when none of us would eat what she made. Cooking was a chore. Food was not enjoyable. Unhealthy food was fought over by my brothers and myself (who could have the last Twinkie). Or foods were withheld--my Dad would eat a pint of ice cream by himself at night--no sharing. Talk about your emotional eating! My brothers and I would be in trouble if we didn't clean our plates. For a long time I couldn't eat peas because of this.

No one exercised regularly. It wasn't really even encouraged. I played sports, but was never encouraged to improve myself for a sport. Grades were always more important.

Food is not a problem. Emotions behind the food are the kicker for me. I've been trying so hard to not even label food as good or bad. Just simply that some are better for me than others. I've also been trying very hard to get a handle on my emotions in a healthy way. I want exercise to be a part of my life, daily, and a part of my daughters life. I know that my living a life that is healthy is the best way for her to do it to.

I am setting a new goal for myself this week. I will eat dinner with my daughter every night. I don't usually do this. It is hard with just 2 of us. Were not always hungry at the same time and she hates everything I make (which throws me back to my childhood and my Mom being upset about my not liking what she made). I've tried this before. But now I know there is no try--just DO!. It will be neat to see what happens. I enjoy our dinners together, usually. I don't want to lose touch with her as she gets older.

Do you make family dinners a priority? How do you handle differing "tastes"? What do you think provides the most influence in how our kids eating habits form?

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    I love this blog. You are so good with words and I struggle my way through every sentence.

For me I've always made family dinner a priority. Even when I was a single Mom and couldn't afford to make a fancy meal. Somedays I'd scrounge change around the house/car to get enough together to buy one of those huge cans of ravioli, throw some canned vegetables and butter bread and we'd all sit together for dinner. I really don't think it matters what you serve each night as long as you're together at the table with the TV off and no phones or texting. Sometimes our favorite dinners are when I make pancakes or scrambled eggs. Anything that we all like to eat. Also, I do try to keep dinner happy and upbeat and everyone tell about their day. I always save good news (like my Brother getting ENGAGED) to announce over dinner. I t's rare when we yell or be cross at dinner because it is the only time of day that we all sit down together. Dave gets upset if the kids don't eat what we make for dinner so my goal 99% of the time to to prepare something I KNOW all the kids will eat even if it's not DAve or my favorite meal. Gosh it sounds like I'm the extreme opposite of your childhood dinners....maybe that's bad. ARG

Every parenting seminar or book I've ever read says how important it is to have a pleasant dinner as a family for healthy eating habits, stay off drugs, battle depression and stay connected so I do try. But last night we had McDonalds in the car on the way to visit my Mom so it doesn't happen every night....and that's okay too!

Love you Jenn!

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HULAGIRL257 11/11/2009 9:26PM

    I think it is awesome that you are trying to share meals more often with your daughter. I think kids take comfort in that even if they do act too busy to be bothered with such !!

Does your daughter select the menu at least once a week and help cook? I know my son always wanted Sloppy Joes and sometimes I would modify and have mine without the bread. It was such a kick to see him try to cook at 15. You forget how some things that would seem so "common sense" might slip right past a 15 year old boy brain. I had to hide more than a few little chuckles but all in all it brings back some good memories.

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  Excellent blog! Family dinners that are pleasant and enjoyable are a secret to a close family. We didn't have family dinner during the week at all for 2 years because of schedules.

It is such a blessing to be able to all eat together again, and enjoy each others company without the distractions of life.

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DIXIED88 11/11/2009 3:27PM

    I agree. It's not really the food but the emotions that lead us to over indulge. We eat dinner together the majority of the time or at least Little One and I do. Hubby gets home later so we sometimes wait for him or we are eating about the time he gets home. Then he'll take a little time to rest and then eat before I put it up.

I don't ask anyone to clean their plate but I do ask they at least take one bite to try. It's a rule I enforced before Little One b/c I'm known to be picky myself. The one taste rule showed me that some foods I thought I didn't like wasn't the foods at all...but my Mom's lack of cooking skills!! We all have our talents and that wasn't one of hers. LOL!

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CHUBBYPIE 11/11/2009 9:26AM

    Great Blog!!!
It's just me and my fiance at home (no kids, yet) and when I don't have class we eat dinner together, actually when we have days off together we eat all our meals together. We talked about this exact topic and when that day comes and we have a child we both want the family dinner. I think parents attitudes towards food influences their children

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-POLEDANCEGIRL- 11/11/2009 9:11AM

    You nailed it!! I think the emotions behind food make a big difference. We eat dinner together as a family almost every night, about 5 days of the week. We are a super busy family (as most families are) and it is tough. It is so enjoyable though. We laugh and enjoy the company. We dont obsess over what it in front of us. If you dont like it, then find something in the fridge. That is fine. I try not to get upset if someone does not like the new dinner that I decided to make. Variety is nice too.

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I think we choose what we see

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

I went through a tough divorce almost 7 years ago now. I felt discarded. Useless. Ugly. Angry. Sad. Rung out. And that is definitely what I saw in pictures and in the mirror every day. No one would ever love me. My "soul mate" didn't. Why would any one else?

Now, I have an amazing network of friends. Which, by the way, is growing to include several people on Spark. My friends never saw me as ugly or useless. They felt my sorrow and pain, but they never let me quit on myself. They were there to tell me I was beautiful (and why). They kept asking me for facts behind my lame observations-which led me to conclude that my observations were a bunch of lies. They built me up when I needed help, but they also pointed me in directions where I could build myself up. I went back to school. (Kicked butt on my grades and passing State Boards). I went back to church (different from the one of my upbringing). I built new friendships. I started to feel better about myself; but I still had the nagging feeling that I would never be loved again.

All the while I had been working diligently to journal my feelings. And to put a reality check on my feelings. My feelings continued to dictate what I saw in the mirror. And often what I saw could change in a matter of minutes. My church did a huge, all church journey called ID. This required my journaling, but also meeting with people weekly and talking about what we unearthed. In a previous series I worked out a lot of my anger. But this series was more tough for me--in that it was all about LOVE. I unearthed a deep seeded feeling that I was unlovable. I believed that no one (including God) would/could ever love me. I prayed for some enlightenment. And I humbled myself to God--I mean, how dare I tell God how to feel about me!? I started to accept God's love. It was freeing. Then I asked God to show me what He sees in me. Now, here's where a miracle happened.

I woke up, went about my normal routine, glanced at myself in the mirror, and was paralyzed. I was shocked by the beautiful woman I saw. I looked away. But had to look back. OMG! It was ME!!! I had never seen myself like that! I didn't want to look away for fear it would be gone. I wanted to really revel in what I saw. Drink it in. Remember it, just in case it was a mirage. Alas, I had to go on with my day. I tore myself reluctantly away from the mirror. But when I passed another mirror, I braved a peek. Oh, wow! I still see her. I still see me! Beautiful, me. The entire day I saw it whenever confronted with my reflection. And later that evening I went to a friends house. We chatted for a while and as I was about to leave, she stopped me and said that she just had to say something. She said she didn't know exactly what it was, but that I looked extraordinary that day. Well knock me over with a feather! My friend sees it too! I cried and told her my experience for the day.

The next morning, I was back to seeing myself the way I always do. A back and forth love affair. But I didn't feel dejected. I still know that what I saw is still there. Nothing physically had changed about me in the past 3 days. I really was the same exact person. The beautiful me is always there. And when I am feeling particularly poopy about myself--I remember that the mirror is tricky and that the image will change given a little time and perspective.

I don't think any one person looks at themselves in a mirror and loves what they see 100% of the time! That is a fallacy. I do believe that we train ourselves to be our worst critics. The good news is--we can train ourselves to be our own best critic too. This, like weight loss, takes time. If every time you go to the mirror it is to look for imperfections, then guess what? That's what you'll see. You have to go to the mirror and tell yourself that you love what you see. Pick something and love it. Work from there. Also, not every outfit is meant to be on your body. It is the cut, color, style that is flawed--not you! Don't try on something, hate what you see, and call yourself names. Call the garment/manufacturer names, if you must call names.

I don't think it's a bad thing to want to improve our bodies. Perhaps you want more definition on your triceps, legs, or abs. Maybe you want your tush lifted. That's okay. As long as you remember that just because those things are not exactly the way you would like them to be; they don't make you ugly, or less than, or unlovable. Teach yourself to have loving expectations BEFORE you glance at the mirror. I promise, you will start to look better to yourself.

Hugs to all my beautiful friends!

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DIXIED88 11/10/2009 2:54PM

    I just want to say I love you! Really! Without you I wouldn't have started the love your body thing. I've had some epiphanies doing those blogs and have started "talking" to myself in a friendlier tone. And I really felt like I was making a difference...a bigger difference than just myself when you started taking meds for your blood pressure b/c of a post I made. That little comment you posted to my page made my day/week/year!

You're gorgeous, honey....inside and out!! emoticon

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BAKER1009 11/10/2009 1:39PM

    What a wonderful, wonderful blog! Thank you so much for sharing your incredible story. May we all find the beauty within! emoticon

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LINDA25427 11/10/2009 12:45PM

    Loved your blog . Thank you for sharing . God bless. emoticon

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TIMEFORVACATION 11/10/2009 11:24AM

    You are a beautiful woman....inside and out.

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COLEENCOLE 11/10/2009 10:19AM

    What a beautiful blog. You are on the right path. emoticon

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HEALTHQUESTER 11/10/2009 8:18AM

    This is a beautifully written blog that really gets to the heart of the matter for me, and probably a lot of others as well! Great insight, great wisdom...just well, great! Thank you for looking inside and sharing what you found there! emoticon emoticon emoticon

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MOM2AJ-ASH 11/10/2009 8:09AM

    This is a wonderful blog. Thank you.

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CAALAN23 11/10/2009 7:46AM

    This made me a little weepy this morning. You are most certainly not unlovable (but now you know that) and even though we've never officially met, I have love in my heart for you. *hugs* What you said about your soul mate not loving you...that tore my heart out. *hugs tighter* I hate that you went through that!

I love the mirror story, what a wonderful gift you were given that day! You ARE a beautiful woman, but even better you have a beautiful soul.

Have a fantastic day, woman, you deserve it!

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ITSABOUTME2407 11/10/2009 7:45AM

    thank u so much !!! emoticonits just what I needed...trish

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What I see with my own eyes

Monday, November 09, 2009

I am currently losing the 20 pounds I lost last year, again. It feels different this time. In some ways it seems easier. I've been here before, I know what to buy, I know to eat, I know to exercise, etc. But it is also very different. I know that I could gain it all back again. Easily. Last year I went shopping after almost all 20 pounds were gone. I found a pair of pants that I though wouldn't fit because they were a size smaller than I'd been in a long time and they were a petite. But they were the color I'd been looking for and they were an excellent price. I finally mustered up the courage to try them on (I have to be able to handle the disappointment if they don't fit). Well. to my very surprised eyes and body-they fit! Beautifully! I managed to wear those pants a couple of times before spring and warmer weather prevailed (but I had also started the gain at that point). One thing I do remember is that I couldn't believe that those pants fit. 14 petite, me?!

As I was walking last week, I remembered those pants and I wondered if I'd be able to wear them for Thanksgiving this year. Then I remembered a story I had heard a long time ago...

A man, who was blind, prayed everyday that his site be restored. He went to bed saying that prayer and the next morning he could see! He was so excited. He went around telling everyone that he could see, he just couldn't believe it, but he could see! That night he thanks God for restoring his site and still can't believe it. The next morning, he wakes, but can not see. He laments and asks God why? Why oh why did you take my site away again? God says, because you didn't believe you could see.

When I take out those pants (I'll do it today). I'm going to look at the numbers on the label and I am going to believe they apply to me! My eyes will see that they are meant for me. My eyes will see my body in those pants and I will believe what I see because I have worked hard for those results. I have earned that pants size.

Do you believe what you see in the mirror? On the label? On the treadmill, pedometer, tracker?

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    The pants fit! They are actually a bit loose--which is probably a good thing for turkey day. So exciting!
I keep forgetting to borrow BF's camera. Must do that this week...
In the meantime--Whoo Hoooo!!! Oo Ah Dance in smarty pants!!!

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TIFFANY_SUZANNE 11/9/2009 6:52PM

    I believe. I believe! I believe!!! emoticon
Awesome blog madam! Good luck with the pants (let us know how it goes!).

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DREAMNSCHEME 11/9/2009 10:31AM

    Love the blog and the message!

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CAALAN23 11/9/2009 9:37AM

    Nice blog. I have trouble keeping faith in myself to keep it off. You know, I'll see a size smaller, and may even know that it fits but be afraid to spend the money for fear that I will regain. I'm determined to "believe" this time.

Thanks for the reminder!

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USEANDLOSE 11/9/2009 7:27AM

    Oh YIKES! You hit it on the head friend! I have trouble believing - but today, anything is possible! I WILL believe! I WILL! Thanks for the blog - and good luck with those pants...I'm going to go get mine out and look at that label! emoticon

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AWW Phooey!

Saturday, November 07, 2009

I went over to my friends house last night for a fire, conversation, to visit with my brother, To relax, etc.
I did not go there to eat.
I thought about it before I left.
I ate at home and knew that I had about 500 calories to spare.
I figured I'd enjoy a glass of wine and perhaps nibble some chips and salsa.

Uhg! Cheesey-mayonaisey spread called my name. I tried to walk away from it. I left the room even. But it called to me. Then, the homemade chili smelled so good. I had to try it. I had my one glass of wine. Before dinner... Then the good stuff came out and I had another. It was truly good stuff. I'm not even sure how to log everything in. The chili was really a 3-way (for those not from Cincinnati--It was Cincinnati style, which is chili served over pasta with cheddar cheese). The dip was from the devil but I did eat it with whole grain crackers. And I did have chips and salsa.

Okay, I didn't eat any where near as big a portion as I would have before this healthy time change, but still... And I would have eaten it with abandon. I paced myself and I did walk away numerous times. But still...

I'm gonna need a lock for my mouth this holiday season. Or, I'm gonna need a whole lot more exercise.


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CAALAN23 11/7/2009 6:09PM

    No one is perfect, and who would want to be? How boring!

You would only have walked away from that feeling deprived and possibly leading to other eating on foods not near as tasty. You were aware, know the consequences and made your choice. That's good. Whenever you have a day like that, make sure to note how you felt about it afterward and while you were eating to know whether it was a choice you can live with next time your tempted. To me, good wine is always a good choice, yes?

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MAMAEAGLE 11/7/2009 4:54PM

    They say knowing is half the battle, right? You knew, you limited yourself, it could have been much worse, so congratulate yourself on that victory!

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USEANDLOSE 11/7/2009 3:31PM

    I'm sure I'll be blogging about the same thing this holiday season - no one is perfect - but being aware is half of the battle!

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    The fact is, you were aware of what you were doing. Keep working on the things you have learned. Most importantly - do not beat yourself up for the little mistakes. Learn from them and vow to do better next time. I am proud of you for what you accomplished this time. Do not know if i would have had the willpower to not pig out on everything in sight. Good Luck - I have faith you will do great over the holidays.

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VVKIMBO07 11/7/2009 2:03PM

    I love 3-ways! Yum! :)

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