Doesn't everyone promise that lifting this will make you happy?
This afternoon I went to the gym. I was feeling pretty good about myself, all sassy and cute, because I’ve lost another pound, for two pounds down. They may be squishy pounds, not hard pounds, but hey. Two pounds. (Squishy pounds are tucked inside that weight that [...]
I couldn't find an image of Tom Bombadil that didn't make him look like a creeper, so here's his house.
OR, How Many Topics Will I Cram Into One Post?
Ten miles this week, now at mile 99. Spent a lovely time at Tom Bombadil’s. Missed eating meat, though. They appear to be vegetarian. We set [...]
What? You don't think I can be wise?
So here we are at the finish line for this first Full Plate challenge. At our last weigh- in I was 3.5 pounds away from victory, so I suppose I should sigh and confess that I haven’t won. However, I am the current champion in magical thinking, [...]
The other day I was madly googling ribose. It’s a nutritional supplement that’s supposed to increase energy, decrease muscle soreness, and speed recovery after a workout. I knew all that, and I found a lot of other information about it (it’s probably most helpful to people with fibromyalgia and people with heart failure, not women [...]
I am the daughter of a woman who was on a diet my entire childhood. She was fat. Well; in truth I don’t remember her ever actually being fat, but she was convinced she was fat, and didn’t hesitate to say so. She also never hesitated to point out how skinny I was, and how [...]
Adobe’s Photoshop is used by graphics editors to manipulate images for commercial use and to put silly antlers on the cat for the family Christmas card. (Seriously, I googled “Photoshop cat Christmas card” and found that image. Oh internet! You never disappoint!) But fashion editors, celebrities and magazine editors have all been subject to criticism [...]
I’ve had it, ladies. My moment of truth. It came to me not on the mountaintop, and not on the battlefield or in the pew, but in front of the full length mirror.
My normal routine for getting dressed involves yanking my clothes out of the closet in the hallway, skittering a few steps into my [...]
When I got married the first time, I was a dewy 23 years old. This was so long ago that one of the ways the event was recorded was with a video camera the size of a smallish suitcase. I was handed the video tape when we returned from the honeymoon, and I promptly stuck [...]