I'm such an Oprah cliche'...where's my makeover!
It’s Sunday afternoon, J is at band practice and the dog is rumbling away upstairs, enjoying the traction the new carpet affords. As a result of his indulgence, some of the little berber loops have become pulled and yanked, leaving little threads sticking up like worms after a rain. I should stop him, but he’s having way too much fun.
I am still in my pajamas. Yes, it’s 3:30. It is unusually dark outside, even for wintertime. I should have tried to venture out while the sun was shining, but unfortunately looks like I missed my chance.
At the risk of scaring off some of my new found readers, here’s a little self importance and self obsessing I need to get off my chest:
Do you ever see a picture of yourself, and think, Oh my god, do I really look like that? Of course you do, I’m sure everyone has. Well, today, a friend posted a funny doctored picture of me (doctored in that it looks like I’m trying to steal Donald Trump’s wallet! ha! it is funny) on our “friend” blog, and I look HUGE, fat with horrible posture and double chins…and it has me in a funk. I am thinking of doing 20 posts just so that picture will scroll off the page and I won’t have to look at it. I am vain, and notoriously unphotogenic. Or perhaps I really look like that, and I’m just in denial. I hate that I can’t enjoy the funny, simply because I look like shit.
Ok, enough of my therapy for today. Don’t want to be a downer. This week will bring uplifting and interesting communication from Nacho! God, I hope I get my happy lamp for Christmas. The full spectrum goodness will surely do wonders for my self image and I’ve even read it can curb your appetite! Wouldn’t that be a bonus.
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Do I ever see that picture of myself? Yeah. About 12 months after a particular picture was taken, I actually saw it. I couldn't believe that I had gotten that big (320lbs in the photo)! I had dieted off and on over that past year and had dropped down to 300lbs. Well, when I saw that photo, it snapped that last bit of apathy that was preventing me from changing my diet and life in earnest.
Here I am now 6 months later and 80 ponds lighter. I think this summer will be the first in many years that I actually *want* to go to the beach and get outdoors more.
"80 ponds"? Oy, I think my U key got stuck!
wow! congrats! Yes, the upshot of hating a picture of yourself is some added motivation to actually stick to that diet and/or exercise routine you promised yourself...we'll see if that works for me.
difficult this time of year though. Cookies and eggnog are not my friends.
Ugh, wait until you have a kid, lol. We have approcimately 700,000 pictures of Henry and I think I'm in 12 of them. I think I look good in 2 of them. Don't get me started about going SWIMMING with him and having THAT documented for posterity...
Please note my additional chins on same said site. I almost puked.
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