Wednesday, June 30, 2010

I'm a Barbie girl in a Barbie world!

 Life in plastic, it's fantastic!


Want. Want. Want.  A pair of these will be made mine.  But do I want the swanky zebra 50s Barbie?  Or do I want to express solidarity with the doll I grew up on with the fun purple 80s Barbie?  Such important decisions.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Naked Dog

Tis the season for our poof-monster to take off his sweater.  I get Tucker Bear clipped short about twice a year.  I ask for a "modified schnauzer" and they seem to know what I am talking about.  With the weather being terribly hot and humid lately, it's the nicest thing we can do for him.

Before ... fluff n puff.
We lovingly refer to those poofy paws as his boots or Clydsdale feet.  And he hates having them clipped.

After ... nekkie!
He had a polo on for awhile, since he gets cold after a haircut, but he has figured out how to take it off.  No more sweet dog clothes, I guess.  My baby has outgrown that phase.

He always comes home a little embarassed about his sudden exposure, but it has got to be more comfortable than a fur coat and boots.  He looks like a totally different dog!  The best part?  The first day or two he gets cold and loves to snuggle with his people on the couch.  Can't resist that!

And he smells gooooooooooooood.  I have got to find out what dog shampoo the groomer uses.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

And Then I Fell Off the Dance Floor.

Kate's getting married Fourth of July weekend.  My bridal bridesmaid had her bachelorette party weekend in downtown Chicago.  It had been a long time since I had a girls' weekend and it was beyond fun.  I had planned on arriving early Saturday morning, but surprised the Bride-to-Be by taking the train up Friday night.  And I'm so glad I did, because then I arrived in time for a drag show with all the girls.  Saturday was spent in full girl hang-out mode - we showered Kate with honeymoon gifts and undies, ate cookies, and enjoyed lots of old photos.  The night was complete with a fabulous Latin Fusion dinner at Carnivale and dancing it all out.

And lots of lemondrop shots.  They were sort of a theme.

He liked it so he put a ring on it.


It was around this time that they started playing Bulletproof, which is like my most favoritest song in this moment.  I was getting down with my bad self, when ooooooops ... lost my balance and stumbled off the dance floor.  And caught myself from falling on my face by falling into another girl's chesticles.  Thank God I knew her, at least.

And then the dancing, frivolity, and game of photo montage continued ...



I love girls' weekends!  It was an awesome weekend and now Kate's wedding is just around the corner.  Can't wait!

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Happy Daddy's Day!

Here's to the bestest Daddy-O on the planet.


The first man I loved.
The one who set the bar high for all men who followed.
The one who killed the bugs and changed all the lightbulbs.
The one who tells the same jokes over and over, but we still think they're funny.
The one who taught me how to change a tire and then just did it for me.  And the wiper fluid too.
The one who watches The Weather Channel for fun.
The one who gave me my big big smile, dark dark hair, and tan tan skin.
The one who taught me the value of chocolate.
The one who loves American history and owns swords.
The one who is a man of few words, but what he says is true, funny, and wise.
The one who will walk me down the aisle and give me away to a man who will be my world, but never his replacement.

Love you, Dad.  Happy Father's Day.  I couldn't have asked for better.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Plan B Honeymoon, part 1.

As you may remember from my extensive whining, we had to cancel the honeymoon to Italy we had previously booked through Bliss Travel.  We're still figuring out what exactly we will do as a replacement trip, but we have lots of ideas.  Mexico, the Virgin Islands, St Lucia, the Bahamas ... we're back at the brainstorming stage.  We're thinking something beachy and we're thinking February - the best time to leave the Midwest for an island adventure is in the dead of winter, afterall.  It all still depends on when and where I get a permanent job.  Not only will it give us some time to replenish our savings account a little, but then we can also start stockpiling bottles of SPF 100 sunscreen for my alabastor disastor bethrothed.

In the mean time, we officially booked Part 1 of our Plan B Honeymoon: The Mini-Moon!


We're headed to the Four Seasons, baby!  We'll be spending a long weekend right after the wedding recovering in style.  You really can't beat Arch views, gambling, room service, and a killer spa.  I think it will tide us over for now, at least.

Did you take a traditional honeymoon right after the wedding or go for an alternative plan?

Friday, June 18, 2010

On The Weigh: Book of Revelations

 
I am so excited to write this post today.  I had an Epiphany and it was awesome.  Bear with me, this is going to be a long one.

Kate's bachelorette party was last weekend in Chicago.  I spent most of the evening lamenting the fact that I was the biggest girl there and feeling very woe is me and bad for myself.  I'm pissed off that I have allowed myself to gain so much weight and to do nothing about it.  I am self-consious all the time.  I absolutely hate seeing myself in photos and I am uncomfortable in almost everything I wear.  There is nothing worse than that feeling.  This weekend, I over-compensated with a LOT of liquid confidence. So after a horrendously hungover drive home, I had a seriously enlightening heart-to-heart with my personal patron saint, my mom.

Have I ever told you about my mom's weight loss story?  I remember her struggling with her weight almost all my life, which is something I have unfortunately inherited.  But a few years ago, my mom had a lightbulb moment and found Weight Watchers and walking.  Over 115 pounds and countless miles later, my mom has become a great example of what diet and exercise can do for a person.  So when she read In Defense of Food and started integrating unprocessed and natural foods in her diet, I took notice.  Seester MOH, Smarty Pants Food Scientist, also backs the principles outlined in the book: you are what you eat and what you eat eats.  Since The Fiance and I already try to eat as much natural, local, and organic as we can, this was not a stretch for us.

I have done some significant soul-searching and realized that it was doing incredible harm to my mental outlook to weigh myself everyday, so I started with vowing to step away from the scale.  Once a week is all I get, or less, if I can handle it.  I also realized just how much processed crap I was eating.  I am sick of diets.  I am sick of counting points, calories, carbs, fat grams, whatever.  I just want to live my life.  There has to be a way to be healthy and lose weight without being chained to a diet.

Enter one of the best pep talks my mother has ever given me and Monday morning I drafted a plan.  It revolves around annoyingly simple things: eat good food, be active, and be mindful.  So obvious it's painful.  It's one of those "why didn't I think of this sooner" plans.  It's a compilation of everything I have learned from years of dieting and failing, of turning myself inside out to lose weight and gaining, of banging my head against the wall and wondering why I can't seem to do this.  I'm sick of trying, I just want to do. 

So here's the plan:
  • Drink water, coffee, and milk. At least two liters a day, more if a workout is planned.
  • Eat lean protein, grass-fed if possible, and white meat is preferred.
  • Fruits and veggies, and lots of them. The more colors and variety the better. Think ROYGBIV.
  • Choose whole grains that are low in preservatives, not made with enriched flours, and do not contain corn syrup.
  • Avoid pre-packaged and processed foods with more than 5 ingredients or unpronounceable chemicals. The more layers of packaging between you and the food, the less inclined you should be to get to it.  Better for you and the environment.  Win-win.
  • Choose hormone-free or organic dairy. Watch fat content and additives.  Low-fat and no-fat are not always the most healthy or satisfying option.
  • Pay attention to hunger signals, signs of fullness, and portion sizes. Satisfied = full. You can be full even if what you’re eating is delicious.
  • Incorporate activity daily and do what you love. Don’t waste your precious free time doing something you hate to do.
  • Meditate on weight loss and positive thinking every day.  Yes, there's an app for that.
  • Save treats, take out, and splurges for the weekend whenever possible. Order with thought and eat with awareness. Eating out is not an excuse for bingeing.
  • Weigh in no more than once per week and no less than once a month.
  • A bad meal is not the end of the world. Keep going.
  • Choose health. You are worth it. The long term goal is worth it.
  • Reward every five-pound loss with an item or activity that promotes fitness and self-love.
So that's it, in a nutshell (Mom calls it the Meagan Plan ... cheeeeese).  I have read and re-read these points countless times this week.  Some are easy, some are a work in progress, but that's ok.  Knowing these things, I can just live my life.
 
And the result?  I started out Monday morning just a quarter pound from my all-time highest, scariest, most disturbing scale number.  It was terrifying and just seeing it made my hands shake for an hour.  But this morning?  I lost six pounds.  And that felt pretty good.
 
How was your week?  Any major revelations to share?

Friday, June 11, 2010

My boyfriend's name is Louis.

And I want to bring him home with me. 

This is the Speedy 30 - it's classic, streamlined.  Literally the perfect size, especially for a top-handle bag.  I carry my bags in the crook of my arm instead of on my shoulder and this one is ergonomically perfect for such a set-up.  I covet this bag.  I have wanted one for years, but have never had the opportunity to buy.  It's becoming nothing less than a Life Mission.


I also love this one:
Tivoli PM, also a top-handle. 


And it's Big Sister, the Tivoli GM:



And the baby of the family:

The Eva Clutch.


If anyone wants to send one of these to live with me, I promise to give it a good home and take excellent care of it.  Alas, they have to stay on the wish list for now, unless I find a benefactor.

What's on your wishlist?