Wednesday, March 20, 2013

In Which I Do Not Whine About Being Curvy

Because, really, I don't have anything to whine about. And no cheese and crackers to go with it.

I've been compulsively checking my email for...something.  I can't really remember what, but I'll know it when it comes in.


I had this brief moment the other day when I decided that I was going to stop trying to lose weight, and get comfortable with my body, just kind of stretch it out every now and then and make sure that blood goes to all the parts, even the cushy parts.

But then I went to buy a fancy dress for the RT Anniversary Ball in May. And I found one that fit. It's green. I look like one of those giant snowball cupcake things--I couldn't find a picture of a green one, but I'm pretty sure that at some point, they did make green ones.

And yeah, technically it FIT, but...only if I don't breathe or sit down. So probably, if I lost a little weight before RT, then I'll be much more comfortable, and look more like a willowy reed (okay, probably not). 

So this decision to get some more exercise and eat more vegetables threw me into a feeding frenzy, the likes of which the Jaws franchise never imagined.  I really hope I can let that dress out a little.
Or get a really spectacular smoothing and shaping undergarment. And some sort of IV thing that will oxygenate my blood and remove carbon dioxide without me actually having to inflate my rib cage.

It's all good. I love myself.  Really!

1 comment:

  1. Can't wait to see you at RT!

    I have way too many formals in my closet (relics, mostly--TG & I have to go to a formal fundraising ball for his work every year), and I plan to take along whichever one fits in my small suitcase the best. *grin*