Curvy. Botticelli Babe. Rubenesque. Soft. Buxom.
These are all positive words to describe my body type. I have struggled with weight gain since a tonsillectomy collided with the hormone rush of taking birth control pills. I don't know if it was inevitable or if I just threw some wacky switch in my body but I have gained a few pounds a year since then. Approaching 40 seems to have leveled it off again, but the challenge of losing it has also increased.
I don't generally identify with other "curvy" chicks in Hollywood but rather with those who embody what I consider to be an attainable ideal. Janeane Garafolo is an example of this. Shes cute, pretty even and curvy. But not fat. I just want to be not fat.
I especially love the fact that she scores a hot dude that's tall with wavy hair. Because so did I. I want to be "not fat" for him as much as myself. And for my other dudes. My little dudes. So I'm never that Mom that embarrasses her kids on the playground.
So tonight was about a 4 km walk in the crisp spring (umm are we sure it's not November???) air in my 'hood. It really is the hood. And it felt good, though my legs are jello now and I can feel my perpetual dehydration very strongly.
On to the next steps. Drink more water and go to bed earlier.
Monday, May 5, 2014
B is for Big
Licking the popcorn residue off her fingers and sighing happily as the credits rolled, she looked over to him and asked, "Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a kid again with the knowledge you have now?"
He thought for a minute, tapping his bottom lip with his index finger before replying, "No, not really. But it's an interesting idea."
"What age would you wanna go back to?"
She answered immediately, "The age of 10. To when John was still alive. Just for a day. Just to hug him one more time."
"It's always amazed me the moments that sear into your memory. There was this one day when we were supposed to be getting ready for church. Joe and I got into a fight while brushing our teeth and my toothbrush punctured the back of my throat."
"What?!" he exclaimed, sitting up on the couch and leaning towards her. "Did you have to go to the hospital?"
"Yeah. Stitches. Hot young doctor." She giggled. "Ridiculous that a 10 year old would notice that, but I did."
"Dad wasn't too impressed though. We were always getting into trouble for fighting." She paused for a moment, remembering.
"But what I remember the most was him taking us to Beacon Hill Park to have a picnic with KFC. And me having to swallow. Wanting to just eat the coleslaw or pudding or something, and him making me eat chicken."
She leaned back on the couch smiling wistfully. "Yep, I'd find myself a fortune teller, make a wish and go back to being 10. I'd tell him I love him and just sit and snuggle for awhile."
He thought for a minute, tapping his bottom lip with his index finger before replying, "No, not really. But it's an interesting idea."
"What age would you wanna go back to?"
She answered immediately, "The age of 10. To when John was still alive. Just for a day. Just to hug him one more time."
"It's always amazed me the moments that sear into your memory. There was this one day when we were supposed to be getting ready for church. Joe and I got into a fight while brushing our teeth and my toothbrush punctured the back of my throat."
"What?!" he exclaimed, sitting up on the couch and leaning towards her. "Did you have to go to the hospital?"
"Yeah. Stitches. Hot young doctor." She giggled. "Ridiculous that a 10 year old would notice that, but I did."
"Dad wasn't too impressed though. We were always getting into trouble for fighting." She paused for a moment, remembering.
"But what I remember the most was him taking us to Beacon Hill Park to have a picnic with KFC. And me having to swallow. Wanting to just eat the coleslaw or pudding or something, and him making me eat chicken."
She leaned back on the couch smiling wistfully. "Yep, I'd find myself a fortune teller, make a wish and go back to being 10. I'd tell him I love him and just sit and snuggle for awhile."
Saturday, May 3, 2014
A - Z and Back Again
A friend of mine recently did a blog series on the letters A to Z that inspired to me to pick up my "quill" again. I have discovered the reason that I don't write is because I'm afraid I'll never write that "great" novel. However, it bugs me to no end that I don't write. The purpose of this exercise will be to just write, for writing's sake. Whatever happens after, happens.
A is for Avengers
I never was much for comic books although Superman has always been my favourite Superhero. This is due, in large part, to my girlhood crush on Christopher Reeve. However, I also watched Lois & Clarke and Smallville. Of the two, Smallville definitely holds up better to the test of time.
After meeting Rik, I soon discovered I shared his love of comic books turned into movies. In fact, I discovered that the world of comic books had many very interesting characters to ponder and observe having grand adventures. Thus began my relationship with the likes of the Watchmen, Hellboy, and most recently, Avengers. Oh, Avengers!
Before I wax on, a tangent, if you will allow it. Many years ago I was introduced to vampires. I can't remember if it started with Interview with a Vampire by Anne Rice or Buffy the Vampire Slayer (the TV series). What is important about my introduction to vampires is that at some point is also introduced me to Joss Whedon. Joss created both the movie and TV versions of Buffy and the man is truly brilliant. After Buffy came the perfection that is Firefly. Firefly led to Serenity which brings us back to Avengers.
Oh Avengers! Oh Joss Whedon!
It is a given, in my opinion, that the invention of film and TV as forms of media has not been an entirely positive experience for humanity. There is too much that is not edifying, that is in fact detrimental, to our society. However, there are instances of this type of creativity that have been a definitely positive impact. I am thinking of educational benefits, globalization to an extent, and intelligent entertainment. No one does positive entertainment better, in my opinion, than Joss Whedon.
Joss' ability to seed everything he touches with smart, wry humour makes watching it all an absolute pleasure. My love of Avengers is due almost entirely to this gift that Joss has. The rest is due to Robert Downey Jr. being present, but that's another blog post. It is truly funny! And it's smart. And the women are strong. And the men aren't dumb. Sterotypes need not apply. And yet the "comicbookness" is not lost. There is a healthy dose of cheese. The film does not take itself too seriously. The entertainment value is definitely in it's place as an action/adventure film. However, you don't have to feel like you are "dumbing down" to watch it.
Avengers. Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Joss Whedon. My kind of comic book.
A is for Avengers
I never was much for comic books although Superman has always been my favourite Superhero. This is due, in large part, to my girlhood crush on Christopher Reeve. However, I also watched Lois & Clarke and Smallville. Of the two, Smallville definitely holds up better to the test of time.
After meeting Rik, I soon discovered I shared his love of comic books turned into movies. In fact, I discovered that the world of comic books had many very interesting characters to ponder and observe having grand adventures. Thus began my relationship with the likes of the Watchmen, Hellboy, and most recently, Avengers. Oh, Avengers!
Before I wax on, a tangent, if you will allow it. Many years ago I was introduced to vampires. I can't remember if it started with Interview with a Vampire by Anne Rice or Buffy the Vampire Slayer (the TV series). What is important about my introduction to vampires is that at some point is also introduced me to Joss Whedon. Joss created both the movie and TV versions of Buffy and the man is truly brilliant. After Buffy came the perfection that is Firefly. Firefly led to Serenity which brings us back to Avengers.
Oh Avengers! Oh Joss Whedon!
It is a given, in my opinion, that the invention of film and TV as forms of media has not been an entirely positive experience for humanity. There is too much that is not edifying, that is in fact detrimental, to our society. However, there are instances of this type of creativity that have been a definitely positive impact. I am thinking of educational benefits, globalization to an extent, and intelligent entertainment. No one does positive entertainment better, in my opinion, than Joss Whedon.
Joss' ability to seed everything he touches with smart, wry humour makes watching it all an absolute pleasure. My love of Avengers is due almost entirely to this gift that Joss has. The rest is due to Robert Downey Jr. being present, but that's another blog post. It is truly funny! And it's smart. And the women are strong. And the men aren't dumb. Sterotypes need not apply. And yet the "comicbookness" is not lost. There is a healthy dose of cheese. The film does not take itself too seriously. The entertainment value is definitely in it's place as an action/adventure film. However, you don't have to feel like you are "dumbing down" to watch it.
Avengers. Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. Joss Whedon. My kind of comic book.
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