Compliments, parties and dancing
Monday, April 18, 2011
This past weekend was super busy for us and I don't know what is going suddenly in our social calendar but we are getting invitations all over the place for dinners, parties, BBQ's etc. I feel like we have something every single weekend from now to Memorial Day. Weekends are my only time to unwind so I do find it a bit unnerving.
Friday we went to dinner with a very old friend of mine and his girlfriend/soon to be fiancée so he tells me. This was the first time A and he met and the first time I met her so it was fun. She is from Vietnam originally and she made us a traditional dinner. OMG was it delicious and healthy. Tons of fresh veggies and herbs. She and I hit it off right away and had so much to chat about it made me so happy that we got along so well. Half way through the meal my weight loss came up. My friend hadn't seen me since I lost the weight. She looked at me and said "I can not even imagine you used to be overweight".
When people say things like that it still surprises me. Maybe because I am so very aware of my flaws. I know the number on the scale so to me not being overweight is still such a foreign concept. I am a good read of BS so I can tell when someone's compliment is disingenuine and she meant it.
Saturday we went to a birthday party for a friend of mine. He turned 41 and I made him princess cupcakes. They were a hit and I was informed they scarfed them down at 3 AM and everyone raved about them.
These are pink champagne cupcakes and you actually mix champagne into the batter and the frosting. (PM me for the recipe, I am not posting it on here and listening to lectures about how it is not healthy) I wanted to add some of that sparkle sugar for extra pizzazz but was just too tired to hunt it down. It was still a statement and they all got a huge kick out of it. I am old so we left the party at a respectable 1 AM before I turned into a pumpkin. Best part is I had one bite of a cupcake to try it and that is it!
The funniest part of the evening was that they managed to cram a DJ and about 60 people into this tiny apartment with a fog machine and lights. Hysterical. A and I salsa danced for about 2 hours and I was good and tired but had much better endurance than I used too. People are usually surprised I dance so well, especially to latin music. I always here people telling A how awesome of a dancer I am in Spanish and it makes me feel proud. The most interesting observation I made that night was there was a small group of women that came in together who were morbidly obese. I could see on their faces how self conscious they felt and nervous. It hurt my heart to see it because I could so identify with them. Heck, I was them 6 months ago. When I was so huge I would have been miserable that whole night. I wouldn't have eaten a thing, would have been afraid to try and push through the crowd. Afraid to dance. It reminded me how much I have gotten my life back and how I wouldn't trade this for anything and how much I want to get to my happy size. I am so happy I did this for me and this weekend was a great affirmation of all of that. That I am worth it.
PS It makes me sad that I actually have to add a disclaimer to this blog. NO I am not judging people for being obese. I was making an observation about my own obesity and identifying with someone who was going through something I had been through. Jumping to conclusions and judgements is dangerous for all of us.