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Friday, May 02, 2003 ( 11:12 AM ) Melody Aliens have taken my mother. Just got off the phone with what seemed to be a very understanding, easy-going woman. It sounded like my mom, but it couldn't have been my mom. She just came back from vacation, so maybe she's still in relaxation mode. I had to tell her that I was going out of town for Mother's Day. My mom is a fanatic about celebrating holidays the day of-- NO EXCEPTIONS! This has always driven Belinda crazy because, well, because she has parents too, dang it! In the past, this has meant that we've found it difficult to impossible to celebrate major holidays like Easter, Thanksgiving, and Christmas together. My mom just doesn't want to compromise and, I admit, I'm bad about standing up to her, so Belinda and I usually split off and do our family stuff separately. No more. This Christmas was the last we intend to spend apart. This year we're going to work something out. Last Thanksgiving, we forced both sets of parents to our house, and it was a very enjoyable day. We bypassed any major parental upset this Easter because my parents were going to be out of town. (Oh. Did I mention that double standard? It's OK for them to make holiday plans that exclude us, but not the other way around.) Since Belinda and I don't have kids (yet), I normally wouldn't make an issue about being apart on Mother's Day, but this year Belinda's in a gay (the gayest of all-- will blog about this later) weddings this Saturday in the South Bend area, so we're going to be on my mother-out-law's turf. It was just a perfect opportunity for Belinda to get some quality bonding time in with her mama. Hence the call to my mom to reschedule our Mother's Day festivities. My mom's response was, "That's fine. I don't want you to feel guilty about it. We'll celebrate another day. We'll go shopping." There wasn't even a tinge of bitterness. Maybe she's dying and doesn't know how to tell me yet? # Wednesday, April 30, 2003 ( 12:23 PM ) Melody Seriously. Stop checking me out. This probably sounds really conceited, but I'm becoming really uncomfortable with all the staring lately. I've lost a lot of weight, and I'm wearing new clothes, and apparently people are beginning to notice. A little extra attention is nice, but now I'm just getting weirded out. I can't go from my office to the bathroom without feeling like someone's checking me out. And it's not the men who are making me uncomfortable. If they're looking, they're being more discrete about it. It's the women. I know as women we have an unhealthy fascination with other women's bodies, but please don't make it obvious that you're oogling my ass or my breasts. Yes, they're here, and yes they're shrinking. I appreciate a compliment or two, and I'll be glad to tell you how I did it, but can we just talk about work for a minute? There's a woman here who got stomach stapling surgery in November of last year. She has lost over 100 lbs, and the body transformation has been a thing of wonder. I confess that I check her out all the time. I try to do it when her back is turned to me. I hope she can't feel my eyes. I bet she's going through this, too. # Tuesday, April 29, 2003 ( 11:04 AM ) Melody OK. So I'm a rude ass bitch. I'm discovering that compliments do make me a little uncomfortable. I know that this is a silly problem to have, and, yes, I KNOW that the proper response to a compliment is "Thank you." I never realized it, but I am apparently unused to them. I know I look good today. I've lost all this weight, and I'm actually wearing clothes that fit. I'm wearing a just over my knees-length skirt without the tights that would normally hide my legs, and I actually spent more than 5 minutes on my hair this morning. I came to work feeling good. I went to my Proposal Meeting confident because I had good books to take in there. When I got to the meeting, there were tons of folks in town from New York who are never at this office and, consequently, don't see me too often. I was overwhelmed by the deluge of compliments. I said thank you the first few times, but then there was so much coming at me that I got flustered and blurted out a sarcastic, "OMG! She did her hair!" There was a nervous giggle, and the compliments ceased. I spent the rest of the meeting feeling like a rude ass who hates compliments-- not the message I wanted to broadcast today. # ( 9:16 AM ) Melody Another Milestone Reached I did it!! I'm finally at my original goal weight. I've lost 49.9 lbs, and I'm wearing 18Ws and even some 16Ws!! I've revised my goals, though. I thought I'd be happy enough here, and I do feel great, but now I think I could feel even better. Even though I'm ecstatic to be in the clothes I'm in, I think I'd like to lose another 30-40 lbs. I'd like to be in a size 12 and a 38C bra. I think that would be enough for me. It might not take 30-40 lbs. I've got my appointment with a personal trainer at the gym tonight to get my specialized workout. I'm hoping that what he gives me will help me in the tummy and thigh areas. If I could just tone up a bit here and there, I think I could leave the 18s behind. # Monday, April 28, 2003 ( 9:53 AM ) Melody Welcome to the Family I'd like to take a moment to welcome Chili Durrant-Howard to our extended family. Chili is the Australian Shepherd puppy adopted just yesterday by our best friends Kate and Joe. She seems to have a shockingly mild and pleasant disposition, and we look forward to many long walks with her on the Monon. # ( 9:50 AM ) Melody Not in Kansas anymore As of Friday night, Belinda and I are officially members of gym-utopia. We joined Lifetime Fitness. The place has three swimming pools (two with water slides. Belinda keeps muscling little kids out of the way to use them). Two of the swimming pools allow children under 12 at certain times during the day. The other one is a lap pool with no children under 12 allowed. We hope that this cuts down on the urine and floater factors. So far everything seems really clean. The pool area doesn't have that overwhelming odor of chlorine you get in hotels or apartment complexes, where you know they're just barely keeping the bacteria to non-threatening levels. It also has two huge hot tubs that are both bigger than our entire living room, a unisex sauna and two steam rooms (one for men and one for women). There's a separate family locker room where parents have to take kids under 12, so you don't have any rugrats asking embarrassing questions about the shape of your breasts or staring at your pubic hair. AND NO OPPOSITE SEX KIDS ARE ALLOWED IN THE SINGLE-SEX LOCKER ROOMS! Normally, women's locker rooms and bathrooms are always overrun by twice the kids because mommies are always the ones who get stuck with the changing and dressing duties. Did I mention there are also two basketball courts, 2 racquetball courts, a wallyball court, and a rock climbing wall? There are miles of exercise/lifting equipment AND all of the group classes are included in the monthly fee-- including yoga, pilates, step, kick boxing, and anything else your healthy heart could desire. We are in heaven. # |
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