Hello LJ
I haven't posted much on lj for a while. Facebook has sucked me in. Today, out of the blue, I checked out my lj and all of the color and formatting was just gone. It was just white with black text. Very strange. Fortunately I had a screen shot of my custom color selections, and I was able to put it back to my old scheme.
What's going on...
Starting on January 1st, I get to do a six month rotation in Philadelphia for work. It will be great working and living in the same city for the first time. I think the shortest commute I've ever had was 50 minutes. It would be wonderful if it could be a permanent change, but it would be a scary leap. You see, the Philly location is NAVSEA, and I work for NAVAIR. The unspoken truth is that we have two Navies - one with planes and the other with ships, and they have completely different organizational structures all the way up to the Pentagon. So the NAVAIR Leadership Development Program that I'm in that is giving me this rotation is non-transferable to NAVSEA. But it would be such a comfort if somehow I didn't have to do an hour-plus commute each way for the rest of my life. Think of how much more life I'd get to live.
In other news, I recently went to a Victorian / Steam Punk / Dandy / Burlesque event in Philly called Dorian's Parlor. I bumped into a bunch of friends I hadn't seen in years, and some friends I just handn't seen in weeks. It was a great time. And now my spare internet searching moments are spent drooling over Victorian gowns on Ebay. Of course with three costume-full closets like mine I probably have enough suitable outfits to make buying new completely (and unfortunately) unnecessary. Not to mention my perfectly good sewing machine and trunks and drawers of fabric. If it can be made, I can probably make it.
Rakkasah East is coming up in a few weekends. Before the festival I have to finish and practice a choreography, finish a costume, finalize the volunteer schedule, and get color flyers for my upcoming Elements of Bellydance event printed. Yikes, I feel stressed just typing this.
Next topic.
Over the past 9 months I've lost somewhere between 25 and 30 lbs. It's been about a pound a week and pretty steady. I've been doing lots of things, like taking Alli, being strategic about what and when I eat, increasing my fiber, not drinking my calories... Everything that can be done, I'm pretty much doing. At my max I was at around 220 and a tight size 14. Now I'm 191 and have even found a pair of size 10 jeans at Target that fit me perfectly, but in most stores I'm a comfortable 12. I think it's safe to say that some of my measurements, like a 34" rib cage, are about as small as they're going to get. I don't know if my bones are any bigger than anyone else's, but my rib case and the bredth of my shoulders and pelvis certainly are. My personal philosophy is when you hit bone, it's time to stop losing weight. I think I'll know I've reached the end when the inside of my knees get bruised when I sleep on my side. Knee bone on knee bone is fairly uncomfortable, especially with the mighty poundage of muscular thighs weighing them down. I got to that point once in high school - I think I weighed around 155 and was a size 8.
Which is why I find it so hard to understand when charts say that 155 is overweight for my height (5'6"). I have to wonder what kind of crack they're smoking.
Next weekend Sean and I are going to the NJ Ren Faire in Burlington County, and Sean's performing his whip demonstration and may teach patrons to crack a whip. :) So we'll get to go for free, which is pretty sweet. I'm sure it won't be as big or established as the PA ren fair, but it should be a fun time, and the travel time is far less daunting.
So that's what's going on.
What's going on...
Starting on January 1st, I get to do a six month rotation in Philadelphia for work. It will be great working and living in the same city for the first time. I think the shortest commute I've ever had was 50 minutes. It would be wonderful if it could be a permanent change, but it would be a scary leap. You see, the Philly location is NAVSEA, and I work for NAVAIR. The unspoken truth is that we have two Navies - one with planes and the other with ships, and they have completely different organizational structures all the way up to the Pentagon. So the NAVAIR Leadership Development Program that I'm in that is giving me this rotation is non-transferable to NAVSEA. But it would be such a comfort if somehow I didn't have to do an hour-plus commute each way for the rest of my life. Think of how much more life I'd get to live.
In other news, I recently went to a Victorian / Steam Punk / Dandy / Burlesque event in Philly called Dorian's Parlor. I bumped into a bunch of friends I hadn't seen in years, and some friends I just handn't seen in weeks. It was a great time. And now my spare internet searching moments are spent drooling over Victorian gowns on Ebay. Of course with three costume-full closets like mine I probably have enough suitable outfits to make buying new completely (and unfortunately) unnecessary. Not to mention my perfectly good sewing machine and trunks and drawers of fabric. If it can be made, I can probably make it.
Rakkasah East is coming up in a few weekends. Before the festival I have to finish and practice a choreography, finish a costume, finalize the volunteer schedule, and get color flyers for my upcoming Elements of Bellydance event printed. Yikes, I feel stressed just typing this.
Next topic.
Over the past 9 months I've lost somewhere between 25 and 30 lbs. It's been about a pound a week and pretty steady. I've been doing lots of things, like taking Alli, being strategic about what and when I eat, increasing my fiber, not drinking my calories... Everything that can be done, I'm pretty much doing. At my max I was at around 220 and a tight size 14. Now I'm 191 and have even found a pair of size 10 jeans at Target that fit me perfectly, but in most stores I'm a comfortable 12. I think it's safe to say that some of my measurements, like a 34" rib cage, are about as small as they're going to get. I don't know if my bones are any bigger than anyone else's, but my rib case and the bredth of my shoulders and pelvis certainly are. My personal philosophy is when you hit bone, it's time to stop losing weight. I think I'll know I've reached the end when the inside of my knees get bruised when I sleep on my side. Knee bone on knee bone is fairly uncomfortable, especially with the mighty poundage of muscular thighs weighing them down. I got to that point once in high school - I think I weighed around 155 and was a size 8.
Which is why I find it so hard to understand when charts say that 155 is overweight for my height (5'6"). I have to wonder what kind of crack they're smoking.
Next weekend Sean and I are going to the NJ Ren Faire in Burlington County, and Sean's performing his whip demonstration and may teach patrons to crack a whip. :) So we'll get to go for free, which is pretty sweet. I'm sure it won't be as big or established as the PA ren fair, but it should be a fun time, and the travel time is far less daunting.
So that's what's going on.