Quote: The way I understand it, the LBS diet is nature's way of getting you back in shape for another go at the Mating Game.
Hopefully not just for that. Because I was this size when I met Dave and thanks to all the eating out and rich homecooked meals, big breakfasts...I went up 2sizes. Actually I think I am a tad smaller than I was because some of the clothes I had then are loose on me. Not going to let this happen again...sticking to my guns from now on!! Only the occasional splurge of bagels at midnight...
Kismet - Whassup gal??? Just want to drop by to say HI since I am feeling much better. Havent' been posting on the threads as I felt that I couldn't offer much with my constant yoyo-ing and emotional unstabilities
Chinese New Year Festivities is already in full-swing. Think the exodus out of the city towards surburbia will start today..... No exodus on my side. Home is here....in the city.
Speaking of chinese New Year I got this off the AOL site. Both H and I are Dragons - Interesting:
The DRAGON … THE DAUNTLESS DRAGON
Magnificent Dragon, Sure of yourself, dynamic and noisy, you are a born master of ceremonies. Fireworks, parties, festivals, holidays, rallies … you get things started and keep them moving. You’re feisty and gifted with power and luck. People look up to you. You can be a braggart and you don’t trust easily. When you know you are right you are inflexible. In business you appear tough. But even you, dauntless Dragon, are not invincible. All those flames are mere camouflage. Underneath, you are a soft touch. A pushover. You faint at the sight of a weeping willow. Sentimentality stalks your every step – you cannot resist its maudlin tug.
Faithful to friends and family, you are less so in matters of the heart. You are devastatingly attractive. And romantic too. You long to crawl into cave after cave with a series of passionate lovers who tickle and hurt and thrill all at once. You dream of a lifelong moment of ecstasy. Dally with a hard-driving Rat or a clever Monkey. But when you choose a mate, pick out a solid citizen Rooster or a Tiger (your accomplice). Don’t bother with taciturn Ox or outspoken Dogs. Not your style.
A regulated, disciplined family and school life in childhood may frustrate your need for applause and undeserved attention but it may also set you on a more realistic path than one you would have chosen yourself. Your mid-life crisis will be a humdinger! But if you’re still alive at age fifty, your real work will begin to pay off. You know how to learn from your mistakes. Dare I give you advice? Don’t let your ego get the jump on your brain. Practice laughing at yourself in the mirror. Lower your profile.
Really doesn't sound much like me but it does have some of H. Love the mid-life crisis thing! Too much! Anyway, just found this interesting and thought I'd throw it into the mix!
HAPPY AUSTRALIA DAY!!!
WCB
God grant me the serenity,
to accept the things I cannot change,
To change the things I can,
And the wisdom to know the difference.
- Reinhold Niebuhr
LOL...got a new nickname today...Twiggy...LOL!! I am not a Twiggy...Sheesh if I am Twiggy that would make you a what?
Rubenesque I have come to accept that I will never be a skinny minny, so am happy now with what I have got. Would like to shift 2 kgs though, but I don't think dieting is the way to go, I just lose it off my boobs. So exercise, and more exercise and sensible eating. Very boring. (Did buy some chocolate today though )
Sassy you are a skinny minny though ~ you lucky bugger!
Really doesn't sound much like me but it does have some of H. Love the mid-life crisis thing! Too much! Anyway, just found this interesting and thought I'd throw it into the mix
Beth, that is interesting. Now will have to check out my year ahead for Chinese New Year.
Yoyo all that yummy food you lucky thing. Friends are going into town to celebrate CNY on Sat but I have Basketball on that night.
Wah rang S14 yesterday at 10ish and they went out for a (late) breakfast. No ow. I was in the shower when he arrived, and he didn't even yell out hello/goodbye. I am just so over him at the moment. S14 enjoyed himself though.
Caught up with a friend which was nice.
I rang my nana to wish her a Happy Australia Day. Very sad as she moved to Aust 2 years ago with my Poppa and nearly straight away, he found out he had cancer, and died early last year. She had known him since she was 14.
One of my favourite memories is calling Poppa shortly before he died and he was in fine form. He was twirling Nanna around the kitchen, dancing with her and joking with everyone. A good day, as towards the end he didn't have many. But to me, that is true love.
Bit maudlin today, caught myself looking at all the happy families and pondering "why are they together, and yet mine walked". But got over that when met up with a couple of friends.
Reading a very funny book " Farewell to my ovaries" by Wendy Harmer, very funny Aussie. Anyhow in it the woman is told by an older man, that she is making wrong choices in men and should look for a man who had a happy childhood.
Maybe there is something in that as I know wah didn't have a happy childhood at all. Shunted off to boarding school, and not much love shown in that family. I wonder if this is common with was.
Rainy bleary day and it must have affected my mood as feeling blah, but oh well it will lift.
Rubenesque is a good thing. Gotta love a woman with curves.
I kinda like the Chinese horoscopes better. Usually they seem more pragmatic and Yasmin doesn't have anything wonderous to say about my life recently, LOL.
Unhappy childhoods can affect people, but the effect doesn't always have to be all bad. You never know.
Sassy you are a skinny minny though ~ you lucky bugger!
LOL...by no means am I a skinny minny missy...that comment was actually for Hope Floats, who IS a skinny minny...I got those curves baby...they aren't going away any time soon...although I still think the boobage is going away too..but that's okay. If I take up riding again when I get back, I will greatly appreciate that...nothing more irritating than having to wear 2 sports bras to ride. OUCH!!
I still can't put my finger on the whole unhappy childhood thing. I think it goes both ways. exH was doted on as a child by his grandmother and mother...he was the love child of all the kids in the family. The man could do no wrong. They were always the best at making excuses for him. With Dave, he had a fantastic family and a childhood that I thought was great...now I personally had one of the best childhoods ever and I MEAN ever growing up...perhaps that is why I am the happy go lucky person I am. I was extremley fortunate...I was an only child (little contact with my half sister and half bro). But a wonderful extended family. So who knows...
I kinda like the Chinese horoscopes better. Usually they seem more pragmatic and Yasmin doesn't have anything wonderous to say about my life recently, LOL.
Al, you should have been a Libran, mine for this week is so good it is scary
If I take up riding again when I get back, I will greatly appreciate that...nothing more irritating than having to wear 2 sports bras to ride. OUCH!!
Yes, that is why my mum had a boob reduction. She rides dressage and had been blessed big time by the booby fairy.
Well those blahs turned into blues yesterday evening. I know exactly why and sorted things out. We have a huge drain on the easement next to us. Ongoing problems with council as it is not on a regular maintainence schedule and if heavy rain will overflow, and our garden will flood.
Yesterday the rain was coming down, and the drain started to back up. Plus there is the possibility of a cyclone developing.
I just felt so scared and alone.Went through my feelings a bit and feeling better, then walked outside. It was still raining but not heavily and 2 butterflies were cavorting in the rain. I knew then I would be ok. Did a hard session of yoga and felt a lot better.
Still not 100% as had a few tears at bedtime. But the sun is out today .
Thinking some more on that childhood thing. I wonder if asking someone gives you an indication of their personality. I know that with the old glass of water analogy, I am the 1/2 full one, whereas wah would always be the 1/2 empty one. So maybe it is not the actual childhood, but how they processed it and remember it.
Oh and thought for the day as it was at the end of my yoga session. Usually I fast forward it but listened for some reason, probably as I was too weak from my exertions
You learn more wisdom from your failures than you do from your successes
Hey ladies, take it from me about the rubinesque thing...I would LOVE some curves. I've never been exactly curvy, but the bomb diet took the last of it...I would gladly gain 10 pounds back if I could get some of it in my boobs. So I'm envious of you - sheesh, having to wear 2 bras????
I will say I think since the major stress is over, they *might* be coming back...but that could be hopeful thinking on my part also...sigh...
Kismet...I'm sorry you are feeling down. I was also this week, who knows why. But dealing with it brings us one step closer to being ready for whatever the future brings us...take care, sweetie, and focus on something fun for you this weekend!
Sorry you had a down spell. Hope you're feeling better and you have a really great weekend! You are not alone. We are all here for you
Thanks SF ~ feeling a lot brighter today. I think a lot is due to the weather. I have been spoilt of late and now with a few overcast days, it just toppled me over.
But dealing with it brings us one step closer to being ready for whatever the future brings us...take care, sweetie, and focus on something fun for you this weekend!
Thanks VJ. I realised yesterday that I am changing as a friend rang and when she said how have you been, I told her about blah day. Whereas in the past I would always try and be Little Miss Sunshine. So that was a break through of sorts. We just discussed things in general. I know that it is my fears that got me down, and when I actually thought about them, I realised the reality is quite different.
Good weekend though. Basketball last night and we thrashed them 103-79 so through to a home finals game
Woke up this morning in a great mood, no doubt due to the most vivid, erotic and exotic dream ever. I hardly ever remember my dreams but this was stood out.
I was living in India with a gorgeous man. Lots of sex, and colour. His family had a restaurant and in one scene, someone was grinding spices and I could smell them. But it wasn't the crowded India, there were hardly any people around at all and lots of space.
It was such a vivid dream, and such romance. Not sure where it came from as I haven't been reading, watching or cooking Indian , but am hoping for episode 2 tonight
I have come to accept that I will never be a skinny minny, so am happy now with what I have got. Would like to shift 2 kgs though, but I don't think dieting is the way to go, I just lose it off my boobs. So exercise, and more exercise and sensible eating. Very boring.
