and the kt doth rant (bras are mentioned, beware!)
so I went shopping with my mom today - needed to pick some stuff up so I can get packin' :P
shopping for clothes has a tendency to put me in a grumpy mood - esp since I've been gaining weight (had a complete shift in lifestyle and have been sedentary while with my folks - that and my eating habits have changed somewhat - muuuch pasta ech)
anywho, I get very grumpy when confronted with the fact that either, A) my body doesn't conform to anything approaching average, hence nothing fits properly making me a Bad Size which seriously does NOT help the whole self image thing - but I know better than to think that way - at least I caught myself while I was thinking it and said "That is crap! It is POOO! Chubby can be Chubbalicious!!" and thus avoided the whole spiralling into ickyselfloathingtypestuff for the most part (always the little nagging doubt/guilt) :D so this leads to B)that whoever designed those clothes and picked the proportions/sizes needs to have a fluffy nerfballthing thrown at them ever-so-gently by ex-bulemics who want them to take into account that which is other than "average" or the "expected image" or whatever dictated by fashion. Us peoples with the chubs need love and cute clothes too. grr (<--that's my scaryishbutnotreallyscary growl) I guess this could seem a lil trivial, but it's something that has really affected me in the past so I'm venting on the lj :P
and who the heckipoo decides on bra sizes?!?! apparently I'm not average in that area either. bleh. we found like 6 bras in the WHOLE STORE that were my size as per measurements - which meant that the bras I actually liked were a no-go. and WHY were there no sports bras? those are usually a safe bet with me - and way comftier. of course I'm not sure if I'm really qualified to judge bras since I normally do without :P I ended up finding a couple that were doable (I have sincere doubts that truly comfortable bras are anything more than a glorious dream) so now I'm properly outfitted and supported in preparation for my journey abroad :D
in happy news I had some WONDERFUL greenbeans almandine:) they were quite crisp mmm - oh, and I've also started putting together my photo album to take with me :) that's pretty fun
mom also decided that I simply MUST take a large box of Gas-X with me... Just In Case :D I found it funny, but it could just be my *quirky* sense of humor
I got to talk to my boy tonight - he's been having a rough time at work - makes me wish I could give him *hugs* and a back rub (ponders whether or not it would be a naughty back rub and urges anyone who's made it to this point to vote: naughty or not) if you are scandalized by this then please feel free to forget you just read that :)
note: I found that I really don't think squash needs to be heavily marinated before grilling - it's so delicate it just ends up tasting like squishy squashlike marinade :p mayhaps I just prefer the actual flavour of the veggies tho, veggie lover that I am
nota: Hair is way cool :) I am SO digging on the music of late - I even did yoga to it :D with my kitty! Philbert decided The Place To Be was my lap whilst I was doing my seated poses (all the neck and shouldery stuff - he moved for the twistymovey ones)
eeeee I think I should probably try to sleep - I'm making a ton of typos that I'm having to fix and the music keeps changing :P which is what it is supposed to do since it's a playlist... but it means I have to keep changing the "music" bit by my "mood" oh Bast, I'm rambling a LOT aren't I? The kitties are sleeping so maybe I should to... of course, they ALWAYS sleep while I'm not asleep. This is to ensure that they are full of Vim and Vigour when I'm trying to sleep. The more well rested they are, the more able they are to bounce on and off my bed, jump over my head, jiggle the door handle, knock things over, leap from dresser to bookshelf and generally Zoom About. I like Capitalization. It make things seems More. More something, anyhow :) I think with capital letters some times.
ack
goodnight - love to all! *kiss*
namaste
shopping for clothes has a tendency to put me in a grumpy mood - esp since I've been gaining weight (had a complete shift in lifestyle and have been sedentary while with my folks - that and my eating habits have changed somewhat - muuuch pasta ech)
anywho, I get very grumpy when confronted with the fact that either, A) my body doesn't conform to anything approaching average, hence nothing fits properly making me a Bad Size which seriously does NOT help the whole self image thing - but I know better than to think that way - at least I caught myself while I was thinking it and said "That is crap! It is POOO! Chubby can be Chubbalicious!!" and thus avoided the whole spiralling into ickyselfloathingtypestuff for the most part (always the little nagging doubt/guilt) :D so this leads to B)that whoever designed those clothes and picked the proportions/sizes needs to have a fluffy nerfballthing thrown at them ever-so-gently by ex-bulemics who want them to take into account that which is other than "average" or the "expected image" or whatever dictated by fashion. Us peoples with the chubs need love and cute clothes too. grr (<--that's my scaryishbutnotreallyscary growl) I guess this could seem a lil trivial, but it's something that has really affected me in the past so I'm venting on the lj :P
and who the heckipoo decides on bra sizes?!?! apparently I'm not average in that area either. bleh. we found like 6 bras in the WHOLE STORE that were my size as per measurements - which meant that the bras I actually liked were a no-go. and WHY were there no sports bras? those are usually a safe bet with me - and way comftier. of course I'm not sure if I'm really qualified to judge bras since I normally do without :P I ended up finding a couple that were doable (I have sincere doubts that truly comfortable bras are anything more than a glorious dream) so now I'm properly outfitted and supported in preparation for my journey abroad :D
in happy news I had some WONDERFUL greenbeans almandine:) they were quite crisp mmm - oh, and I've also started putting together my photo album to take with me :) that's pretty fun
mom also decided that I simply MUST take a large box of Gas-X with me... Just In Case :D I found it funny, but it could just be my *quirky* sense of humor
I got to talk to my boy tonight - he's been having a rough time at work - makes me wish I could give him *hugs* and a back rub (ponders whether or not it would be a naughty back rub and urges anyone who's made it to this point to vote: naughty or not) if you are scandalized by this then please feel free to forget you just read that :)
note: I found that I really don't think squash needs to be heavily marinated before grilling - it's so delicate it just ends up tasting like squishy squashlike marinade :p mayhaps I just prefer the actual flavour of the veggies tho, veggie lover that I am
nota: Hair is way cool :) I am SO digging on the music of late - I even did yoga to it :D with my kitty! Philbert decided The Place To Be was my lap whilst I was doing my seated poses (all the neck and shouldery stuff - he moved for the twistymovey ones)
eeeee I think I should probably try to sleep - I'm making a ton of typos that I'm having to fix and the music keeps changing :P which is what it is supposed to do since it's a playlist... but it means I have to keep changing the "music" bit by my "mood" oh Bast, I'm rambling a LOT aren't I? The kitties are sleeping so maybe I should to... of course, they ALWAYS sleep while I'm not asleep. This is to ensure that they are full of Vim and Vigour when I'm trying to sleep. The more well rested they are, the more able they are to bounce on and off my bed, jump over my head, jiggle the door handle, knock things over, leap from dresser to bookshelf and generally Zoom About. I like Capitalization. It make things seems More. More something, anyhow :) I think with capital letters some times.
ack
goodnight - love to all! *kiss*
namaste