Monday, February 08, 2010
About a week ago I broke down and bought new underwear because mine would no longer stay up, not because they were raggedy, old, and stretched out but because I had lost so much weight this past year that they were just simply too big. Two sizes too big! I don't think I ever had that happen before.
I felt great! I felt like I had made a significant improvement to my physical health. I don’t know how much exactly I’ve lost because I waited to weigh myself for a couple of months after I had already started losing weight. It seems like a strange thing to do but I was at my heaviest weight ever and I knew if I got on the scale it would thoroughly depress me and potentially thwart my efforts. Knowing how much I’ve lost since I started weighing myself, I estimate the total weight loss though is about fifty to sixty pounds all together.
I still have quite a way to go to reach my ideal weight. Of course, my ideal weight is what I weighed when I was twenty-five years old. Is it possible to return after seventeen years of aging and metabolism slowdown to a size eight? I don’t know but I figure a slow and steady turtle to the finish line is what will win the long term race. I am making lifestyle choices with hopes that this will be a long term accomplishment. All of my clothes are too big for me. I’ve been feeling pretty good about myself, maybe even a little smug.
Then an invitation to a wedding arrived. I decided I needed a new dress since none of my clothes fit and I gave away all of my thinner clothes. I went to Macy’s. I pulled several dresses off the racks and trudged into the dressing room. I hate trying on clothes at department stores. I usually know my size well enough that I just take everything off the rack and go home. But, since I haven’t bought anything since losing weight I really don’t know where my size is falling. So into the dressing room I went only to face the most evil of man’s inventions. The three-way mirror accompanied by fluorescent lighting! You could hear the wails and gnashing of teeth for miles I am sure. I just don’t get why these stores haven’t figured out that a Funhouse Mirror, the kind that stretches you out and makes you look thin, would serve their bottom line, and mine, better than the horror of seeing yourself from every angle possible. Thankfully, I found mercy via Calvin Klein’s rendition of a black tent to cover my horrendous posterior and I also found motivation to keep on with my weight loss regimen. Hmmm...maybe I should get one of those mirrors for the breakroom at work where the other evil invention of man exists in the form of donuts, cakes, cookies, and chocolates.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
You, and yes, I mean you, the one solitary reader left of my blog, might be wondering why I posted the picture that I did. It's the first step in reconstructing my new favorite drink. The Cherry Limeade from the Yardhouse. Oh mama! Those things are good! They taste like the Cherry Limeades that Sonic makes but with less fizz and way more kick. But be careful, very, very careful, that kick sneaks up on you about the third drink down the straw.
I love trying to reconstruct new drinks. I suppose much like I do with boyfriends. I try to reconstruct them in the image of that imaginary guy living inside my head. I've come to realize the perfect guy, like the perfect drink, doesn't exist, but I keep getting darn close, with the drink thing anyhow.
My last drink recipe replication was the Basiltini from this swank French place in Pasadena that means the white horse in English but hell if I'm going to try and spell it here. I recreated it great over at Gi's for Thanksgiving. And, yes, it tastes great with Turkey! But, I failed here at home. It tasted like cough syrup. But, I decided she buys better vodka than me. I buy the gallon jug of Skyy at Costco. Not because it's cheap, because it's blue. What can I say? Blue is beautiful!
You're probably wondering what the next step is, aren't you? It's Amaretto. I'm trying to decide if I can cheap out on it or if I should get the Disaronno that costs about ten bucks more a bottle. Recommendations, as well as reservations, are welcome but bring the limes. I've got sweet & sour.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
This might just be the best dish I have ever made. It's called Porkchops with Mushroom Bourbon Cream Sauce. Other than cooking the liquids down more than the recipe called for and using two different kinds of mushrooms because I couldn't remember or find the ones the recipe called for at the grocery store, I pretty much stuck to the recipe. I think I also cooked the pork longer but it came out so juicy. I don't cook juicy pork. I usually over cook pork as a matter of fact because I grew up in the age where beef was served raw and pork and chicken were cooked 'til they were a step away from being jerky.
Simply amazing! And, the leftovers have heated well in the microwave since. Check out the blog/website. I've found other great stuff there too.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Is murkily a word even? I've been doing this so long, I just make the shit up. Heck, I was making it up all along. It's part of the fun of blogging, hiding in the shadows and doing whatever you damn well please.
Two other anniversaries passed in August that I sadly did not take the time to recognize here. One, my anniversary for having quit smoking. I don't recall how many years it has been but if I dug through my archives I could find it. One of the pluses of regular blogging, or perhaps sometimes one of the negatives: a record of your activities. And, two, occurred two years ago, I began my cat painting, barely. I applied tissue to the canvas and haven't touched it since. I really, really, began it last night and continued tonight. Heck, I might just finish before the weekend. It's craft quality acrylics I'm applying. They dry almost as fast as I squeeze them out of the bottle much like the digital ink on a blog.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
It's funny how things plop into your lap sometimes at just the right moment for the message to be received. I don't watch Glee but I might just start. This song rocks and I needed to hear it. As my favorite Atlanta housewife says: "Let your haters be motivators!"
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
"Experts now agree that one of the best ways to end poverty and fight terrorism, to fight extremism, is to invest in women." ... Sheryl Wudunn
You've got to watch the video of her discussion with Steven Colbert from The Colbert Report, but somehow I can't get it to embed here. Clearly, it's been too long. So, please, follow the link. Interesting stuff to think about. Invest in women!
Saturday, July 04, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
I tried to send this and the detail pictures to Facebook but it's acting up. I swear it gets frustrating at peak times how slow that site gets. But, so far I am really enjoying connecting with all my friends and family, some were quite long lost. I haven't decided yet if I'll link this blog over there but if you know my last name you can find me there.
I've been thinking about Facebook and how it reminds me of the old days of AOL when there was a tight, fun, community feel to it. I think Facebook is really cool because it's like an ongoing conversation with a community of people and some aren't even your friends, there are friends of friends dialoging. Pretty cool stuff.
I'm trying to figure out if I want to add Twitter to the mix. It seems like there is just too much to keep up with so I have been reluctant to do so. I was trying to figure out what the difference is between Blogging, Tweeting, and Facebooking and I think I figured it out somewhat, for me anyhow. Blogging is for times where you want to elaborate and record an event or idea more extensively. It can be a past, present, or future kind of entry. Tweeting is a short blast of what you are currently doing. I think it even says, "What are you doing?" Whereas, Facebook is more about what you are thinking or feeling. It's a place to blast a quick emotive response to what is currently going on because it asks, "What's on your mind?" Although, Facebook does have games and crap too which makes it more dimensional. I haven't checked Twitter out enough to see if it's more than the texting interface that it seems to be to me.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Sunday, May 31, 2009
On the right is a drawing I did a while ago and posted on here that I called "Bad Buddha," hence the name of the entry. When I applied the gel to it, it smeared the red pen and turned it a kind of pinkish color, but I think it works. I was going to tape the eyes over it that you see at the top of the picture but I can't bring myself to cover it up. I'll have to use them elsewhere. I'll post more pictures as I progress.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Every now and then a commercial airs that just screams to me that a man wrote it. When I saw this one, I knew no woman would write something so vulgar and tacky. My "favorite" of the blatancy is the "V" shaped bush towards the ending.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Update: If you enlarge the picture, you can see sheets on the table in the background. Those people actually waited for the other machine to be emptied by the machine hogs. Ha! And, they were there before me. I am sooooooooo glad I didn't wait. It took forever to dry those darn rugs and no, they didn't say anything to me.