Archive for January, 2011

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Such busy little bees we were

January 31, 2011

Ok, all y’all know that decorating is just about my most favorite hobby in the world. Moving in to this house has been a very long process… more settling in than decorating. This weekend we finally got around to some PROJECTS – YAY!!

A big fat gigantic THANK YOU goes out to The Man for being a perfect project partner! He helped when I asked, did an amazing job, and steered clear when I was acting a total maniacal bitch not so pleasantly.

First up… The Man and his friend finally got rid of the God-awful, non-functioning light fixtures over the fireplace. They are much more appropriate to the house and cast a lovely light, if I do say so myself!

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Ten Days

January 28, 2011

since this post

Chip, chip, chippin’ away…

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“Unhappy People”

January 25, 2011

Words of wisdom from the dearly departed Jack LaLanne – may he rest in iron pumping, jack jumping peace.

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“Me Time”

January 24, 2011

This weekend I had an epiphany.

I don’t know if it’s my rather drastic change in diet and exercise habits, winter doldrums, or just being bi-polar but I have not been a very happy person lately. I have been rather difficult to live with, to say the least.

I was having a conversation with The Cousin/Sister and we were talking about the barn and I burst out crying. I hated being out of the loop there and having almost no time to ride. It makes it very hard to be satisfied with my day job when it leaves me no time to ride.

Saturday morning I taught a couple of fantastic lessons. One of the fastest ways to boost my mood is to share in the successes of my students. Then I got on Tobiano because we are hunting in two weeks. I desperately need time in the saddle to prepare for the insanity that is chasing hounds on horseback! We had a perfectly lovely ride, in perfectly warm and sunny weather. Ahhhhh.

I had a fair amount of time before my next engagement so I took my time cleaning stalls. Then, as I was sweeping, I started thinking…

I often feel so resentful of my responsibilities – that they leave me with no “me time”. I rush through everything I have to do so that I can stake my claim to every second of free time for myself. Yet I am unfulfilled. I don’t ever feel like I’ve had enough “me time”.

One thing I realized I was doing was running home as soon as I was done teaching on Saturdays. This Saturday I hung around and took my time. And there while I was sweeping I realized that THIS is my “me time”.

Riding is what makes me, Me. Without it I am a shadow of myself.*

*and this is probably a revelation to no one but me

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If you loved me you’d buy me this: proof that I am a trendsetter pillow edition

January 19, 2011

Well lookie here… guess who was ahead of color trend AGAIN.

That’s right – my idol Jonathan Adler has put out GREEN AND GRAY. Yeah, I totally beat him to the punch.

If you have been following me for a while you will remember that I also called the turquoise and orange trend way before the stores.

That’s right, bitchesss, I am totally badass like that.

p.s. BUY ME THOSE PILLOWS! 😀

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You asked

January 18, 2011

… and “you” shall receive!

A couple of people suggested that I should do more cooking posts, so I started a whole new blog! (Overkill much?) 😀

If you’re interested in vegan cooking, or just fast, easy and nutritious cooking – take a look!

Vegan Lazy

I’ll post dishes as I make them. There’s a subscription button at the bottom of the page.

Suggestions are welcome! Thanks!

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Two weeks

January 18, 2011

I am trying not to spend too much time here on my fatass weight but I thought a check-in was due.

In the last two weeks I have:

  • become a daily exerciser
  • rediscovered TV workouts and how much I LOVE them!
  • been completely vegan and am thrilled
  • lost my lust for cheese
  • lost 6 pounds
  • lost 6 pounds despite not making much effort to mind my calories or portion size
  • lost 6 pounds despite attending a VEGAN BAKE SALE and eating out!!
  • lost 6 pounds (because I can’t say that enough!)

And… in the last two weeks The Child has:

  • lost 4 pounds
  • is exercising after school, too!
  • weight loss that is obvious! (YAY for her!)

If I can stay on this path I will easily have enough time to be happy in a bikini for a week by July. Easily. That even has a comfortable allowance for wedding dress alterations!

YAY!

Damn, it feels good to still have room in my diet uh program uh lifestyle for these massively delicious babies… Mmmmm cinnamon rolls the size of your head! 😀

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The more things change…

January 14, 2011

… the more things stay the same.

I will unofficially, tentatively and full of disclaimers say that I now like to exercise. I seem to have pushed past that nebulous point where it may be hard but it is no longer torturous. The last three days has seen me push harder and longer each day. I’m sore in different places but I keep in the forefront of my mind that I will be working out tonight.

Fantastic!

But just as I am conquering one nemesis I am running to the familiar comfort of my BFF.

Food.

While I am so excited to be eating vegan again – I even went and stocked up on some long forgotten favorites yesterday – I am losing whatever tenuous control I had over the hows, whens and whys of our relationship.

I am feeling insecure.

I don’t feel like myself.

Things I need to do have remain undone.

I get mad too easily.

I forgive to slowly.

I am having difficulty giving a fuck.

I’m tired.

I don’t think I even want to have fun.

I feel blue.

So I eat. A lot.

I ate my packed sandwich at 9:30a and I was ravenous again at 11:30a. I thought some fresh air would do me good so I walked. I walked through Chinatown and felt like a stranger in a strange world. Everyone (it seemed) was smoking. Everyone was moving so quickly and talking so fast. Tourists clumsily impeded the frantic flow on the sidewalks. Old men played mahjongg.

This building, meant to be ornate and decorative, was in sad disrepair with peeling paint and tattered signs. Looking like it once was something of beauty, it is now relegated to hawking cheap goods for bargain hunting visitors.

I’m feeling a bit like I too have potential but have allowed myself to fall into disrepair.

So I ate. A lot.

I feel like the things that are close to me are foreign, and the familiar is far away.

Tonight I will put my whole self, again, into the unfamiliar and will push myself harder than I did last night… and hopefully by some divine guidance I’ll find myself . Perhaps this pursuit of change has caused me to ignore the good things I like to do, and that bitch food has stepped up to fill the void of the comforting and familiar.

 

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Perhaps the bike is not my nemesis after all…

January 12, 2011

Last night I left work and headed home on a mission. Instead of sitting for a moment to reflect on my day before heading to the kitchen to make dinner, I bee-lined straight for the bike. My long-standing worry about exercising at night affecting my sleep seems to have been well founded. On nights that I ride the bike I am usually up well past midnight.

I don’t need help in the Not Sleeping Department.

Even though this concern has been a long-standing justification to be lazy, the more pressing issue of me ballooning in size and feeling my age in a more profound way has trumped this excuse. I rarely sleep well anyway – I might as well get some exercise and not sleep well.

I turned on the TV as I started pedaling. I went to the On Demand area so I wouldn’t be bothered by commercials. Through a series of unplanned button pushes I discovered the Exercise Channel and a plethora of  workouts!

(Dear Comcast, I hate you slightly less now. Love, Emily)

After 40 minutes on the bike (40 minutes where I was surprisingly not taking the Lord’s name in vain) I decided to pop on over to check out the offerings. There are dozens of 10-minute workouts and whole series from famous trainers! Intrigued, I turned on a 10 minute “Bootylicious” workout and was murdered! I feared I wouldn’t be able to walk today, but I kept going. Next I did a guided meditation on mindless eating. Just before I was about to embark on an abs class I stopped myself… I had the distinct feeling I would have done 10-minute workouts all night. (They suit my short attention span just perfectly.)

What. The. Hell?? I worked out hard and I liked it.

Let me remind you that I am a girl who likes to do stuff – active stuff – but if you call it “exercise” I will run away as if the Hounds of Hell are hot on my heels.

Thankfully, I did employ some common sense and stop before I crippled myself for a week. That’s my usual M.O.: I overdo it and am too miserable the next day to continue, so I take a day off to rest my aching muscles. That day turns in to 364 and the next thing you know it, it’s time for my annual workout day! Another nugget of common sense struck me and I took the dog for a half hour walk at 9:30p, hoping to work some lactic acid out of my legs. We both enjoyed that.

So here I am, at work, and I am only a scosh sore – totally tolerable and just enough to make me feel proud of myself.

And I’m looking forward to working out tonight. (GASP!)

Wow.

Is that all it took? A week and a half of regular exercise to get me past that “OMG I FUCKING HATE THIS!!!” stage?

Color me embarrassed. I should have done this years ago.

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Some days require…

January 11, 2011

… two pairs of boots.

One for kicking some puddle ass.

I swear, the weather lady this morning said there would be a chance of rain, so I ran and put on my new boots so fast it’d make your head spin!

And another just for being fierce.

And what better foil for such boot-tasticness than a gray pencil skirt, a black sweater and a black blazer? Who needs color to be a non-conformist??

… Well, I’m sure some color would have been really awesome but the boots and the socks are … well… a BIG STRETCH for me already. Oh, and I’m wearing dangly earrings which makes me verrrry uneasy but I’m being brave because they are super cute.

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On another note, is this haircut too twee for a grown woman with dark hair?

I do know, however, that I would shank some bitches for that dress. I’m just sayin’.

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January Jaunt #1: Pulgas Ridge

January 9, 2011

After a December of festive parties and merry-making I was hoping to inspire some enjoyment of the great outdoors in January. My friend, Chris, and I started a Flickr group, January Jaunts, to do such a thing. If you feel a similar urge, join us!

Today The Man, The Child and The Dog and I adventured down the peninsula to Pulgas Ridge. It was sunny and 50 degrees: downright chilly for our neck of the woods but perfect for climbing really steep hills.

As much as I was looking for an outdoorsy, exercisey “assignment”, I also wanted more opportunities to master my old camera. Once I’ve exceeded its capabilities I’ll look in to getting a new one. Following are my pics – straight out of the camera, without any fiddling. I still have some work to do on exposure – but this camera is cutting edge circa 2000 so full manual isn’t as successful as more *ahem* modern models.

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Little Mama

January 6, 2011

Let me tell you a little story about one of my most favorite mothers ever.

She got pregnant too young. Things were very hard for her – she became disabled with a bunch of little kids – but she was a fighter. She stayed strong and, with her sister, raised her children as if nothing was the matter. They were very sad when they left the nest and they grieved together.

After a while, she and her sister settled in to a nice life. She loved adventures and trying new food. She always loved visitors of all kinds. It was easy to forget she was disabled.

When the babies were still young no one knew if she’d live, but she did. She lived a great life and I am honored to have been a part of it.

I’m gonna miss you my sweet little Posey… you were the sweetest little rattie ever.

Poor Plague will be lost without you.

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One down, 540 to go

January 3, 2011

For every reason under the sun I am re-committing to veganism. I did it for years before and I am doing it again. I am! I am! I am!

The reason first and foremost in my head today is my “health” (because peeps get mad when I talk about my fatass 😉 )

Yesterday I had a very fruitful shopping trip with The Mom, The Maid of Honor/Sister-Cousin and The Child. We found The Dress, and boy is it THE DRESS. *swoon*

It looks pretty freaking fantastic on now, in the current state of affairs. Any healthifying I do between today and 180 days from now will make it look possibly too overwhelmingly amazing that our wedding guests may have to look at me through a pinhole poked in cardboard. Like a solar eclipse, I may very well be too awesome to look at directly.

😀

So when I ordered my lunch today I had that dress in mind.

Rainbow Salad – romaine, carrots, cabbage, corn, beets – hold the blue cheese and candied walnuts – add avocado (miniscule) – with light (again, miniscule) low-fat vinaigrette. Blue cheese and candied walnuts make this a phenomenal and gut-stuffing salad. Ordering it without was the hardest part. I also passed up the free piece of french bread and pat of butter.

It’s still a delicious salad. It will, however, take some time to readjust my pallet to not crave dairy fat. I can do it. My ass and some dairy farm cows’ lives will be more beautiful for it! HA!

So that’s one meal down, and 540 to go before The Big Day. Somehow that makes it easier…

How are your New Years resolutions going so far?

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