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My Life Thus Far
Did He Just Call Me A German Prostitute?
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to all the moms out there :) We deserve more than a day, but I guess we'll have to settle for what we're given. I can honestly say, I'm a lucky woman. My husband treats me well regardless of what day it is. Everyone should be so lucky.
I woke up this morning to breakfast in bed. Yogurt, strawberries, toast with strawberry preserves and green tea. Not exactly what I would have made myself, but Annie and Kiki did their best and it was so sweet. I got cards, chocolate, gifts and all that good stuff. Then the kids wandered off to do whatever it was they wanted to do. I laid in bed and watched The History channel for awhile, but then I started getting restless.
Snookums suggested that I go to the gym (because he knew that's what I wanted to do, but didn't want to suggest it myself, because sometimes I feel guilty about going to the gym on weekends). He was taking me out to dinner and he didn't want me ordering a salad to avoid going over my calorie allowance. He knows me so well :) I hate overeating. At least if I get a decent workout in, I can offset some of the damage and NOT feel bad about it. It may sound obsessive, but it's not. I'm not one of those people who can eat anything and not gain weight. I have to watch myself.
I had a great workout! I didn't spend a whole lot of time at the gym, but what time I did spend was productive. I did 45 minutes of super sets (that's when you work one muscle group, then instead of taking a rest period, move to an opposite muscle group) and after finished arms, abs, legs I jumped rope as fast as I could for a solid minute, then did the super sets all over again. I must have done the entire rotation a good 15 times within that 45 minutes. Then I did 15 minutes on the stationary bike with the resistance as high as it would go. I was dripping sweat after that hour! I sat in the sauna for a bit, then got ready for my date :)
On my way out of the gym, everyone commented on how nice I looked. Rationally I know I looked okay, but I don't see what others see when I look in the mirror. I wish that would change. I took my jeans out of my bag and looked at them. They looked too damn small for my ass, but when I put them on, they fit perfectly! Why is my ass bigger in my head than it is in actuality? I wish I could get over that, too! I'm not a big girl anymore, but I still think of myself that way :( As I was heading out the door, one of the older guys said "Wow! You look as good as the girls back in German!" He's a WWII vet and I couldn't help but wonder "did he just call me a German prostitute?" I don't know, but I thanked him.
We went to Anthony's on Sinclair Inlet, down on the Bremerton waterfront. It's a fancy seafood restaurant that specializes in what's local, fresh and in season. Our dinner was amazing! Snookums had a bowl of seafood chowder (that he said was the best he's ever had), seafood alfredo full of mussels, clams, shrimp, prawns and scallops. It looked good, but I don't like shellfish. I had a spinach salad (that made me want to lick my plate, it was that good), plank-grilled Silver Salmon (heaven) over fluffy, whipped garlic mashed potatoes, Haricot Verts (fancy green beans),an Alaskan Halibut cake (which was like butter in all the best ways) and a mocktail I can't remember the name of. Something sunset. It was pineapple juice, cranberry juice, orange juice and coconut cream. It was like a walk on the beach in my mouth. SO good! This was a meal worth every calorie (and how many it had I have no idea, nor do I care). For dessert we went to Coldstone. I had the smallest size they have of the chocolate cake batter ice cream. I'm almost wishing I'd skipped that, because my tummy is a little upset now, but it was yummy while I was eating it :)
We took some pictures tonight. Might as well. We've got our new fancy-dancy camera and someday we might like to look back on our youth. I don't really like taking pictures and even after losing 100 pounds, I still don't like taking them. I felt like I looked reasonably good, but when I looked at the pictures I could still see a thousand flaws. My face looked fat when I smiled, my teeth were crooked and not white enough, my head looked big, my forehead too high, my make-up not perfect, my face was shiny, my boobs looked droopy, my things looked too big in proportion to the rest of my legs, my hair was too poofy, or not poofy enough, etc, etc. One thing after another was wrong with me! What the hell is it going to take for me to truly LIKE myself?! Maybe I just need to invest in some hardcore photo editing software? But by the time I finished editing every picture the person in the photo wouldn't look anything like the real me. I like the real me on the inside, it's just the outside I've yet to come to terms with...
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