I don’t really believe in resolutions, per se. I love the feelings invoked by a New Year. It feels like a clean slate, fresh start or new beginning. A time to celebrate and reflect. We reminisce the events of the past year, and use the New Year to hopefully apply what we’ve learned about others and ourselves or the world around us, let go of things holding us back or down, remember loved ones lost and cherish friends and family still among us. For me there is just something renewing and freeing about ringing in a New Year (or in my case, snoozing in a New Year). I’m really excited about 2016! I’m 70 pounds lighter, halfway to my goal weight and feeling healthier and happier.
So, while I don’t do resolutions, I do have “intentions” and I intend for this to be my best year yet!
Oh! One housekeeping note from last weeks blog: the bra. I did end up purchasing 2 bra’s from Victoria Secret. And they fit. Ish. I didn’t try them on in the store, and yes I know I probably should have done so. So I get home and put them on. Or one of them, not both at the same time obviously. At first glance, it was awesome! Then I lifted my arms and WHAT. THE. HECK!?!!? All I can say is that I’m totally upping my side-boob game. I kept trying to push them back in, but they just flopped back out over the side of my bra, under my arm. It was like having 4 boobs, just 2 without nipples. I don’t know, maybe losing a couple more inches around my chest will help. I thought I’d be more disappointed, but honestly playing with boob 3 and boob 4 just made me laugh. Lesson learned.
Anyway, back to my intentions,
some most of them are silly but I’m excited to share them with you. They fall under 4 basic categories:
I could have added a fifth “F” but that’s another blog entirely. 😉 Oh what? Like you all weren’t thinking it! Wait, you weren’t? Oh…awkward. Moving on.
F is for FASHION
This week we will cover my fashion intentions for 2016. By fashion, I just mean little things like not wearing my pajamas to the grocery store, taking better care of my skin, picking lip and nail color outside of my “neutral” comfort zone. In general, just taking more pride and care in my appearance. I was pretty proud of my gel color choice this week, purplicious.
My daughter’s response, “yeah mom, you’re really living life on the edge…” Rome wasn’t built in a day, love.
I spend a small fortune on skin care products (I love Origin products) that half the time I forget to use. Since I plan on stepping out more often wearing makeup, I’m going to have to be super vigilant about taking care of my skin. After the hustle and bustle of the Christmas season, I thought today would be a good day to give myself a facial. I had one buried underneath my sink that I’d been wanting to try, it’s first words to me were “Hello Gorgeous”. I mean, obviously now I have to use it. It goes on to say:
The secrets to gorgeous glowing skin and a happy positive mood have been long celebrated across the globe through the healing powers of Gold. Romans looked to Gold to heal skin problems, Egyptians revered the healing powers of Gold in mind, body and soul, and the women of China have used Gold as their secret for glowing skin
What better way to start 2016! Clearly this is what Anderson Cooper meant when he featured me on CNN.
A magic pot of Gold!!! The packaging continues to romance me by adding:
The Passport To Beauty Gold Radiance Luxury Facial Mask (not pretentious sounding at all) is uniquely formulated with powerful Colloidal Gold (colloidal? that sounds…hmm) along with Collagen (I know what this is!) to restore, rejuvenate and promote your skin’s natural beauty. The mask serum is formulated with Gold essence and an infusion of Rosa Damascena…
blah blah blah, patience is not my virtue, let’s get on with it…
It suggests leaving it on for 20 minutes so it “melts into your skin”. This sounds alarming. Then it says it’s left “thoughtful openings for the eyes, nose and mouth.” THOUGHTFUL openings??!?!?! Thank you for allowing me not to suffocate in my quest for beauty… I take it out of the package, my excitement notably diminished, to find this:
OMG. It’s ironman. I’ve got real concerns that I’m going to lay this over my face and it’s not going to come off. I try googling it, but that just scares me more. Deep breaths. New year, new me. I’ve got this.
It’s Ironman meets Hannibal Lecter. And how big a face did they make this for, none of my “thoughtful openings” are lining up. Every time I try to breathe in thru my nose, the nose flap gets sucked up into my nostril, making me flail in panic while I try to blow it out without snotting myself. I’m supposed to lay here for 20 minutes, letting this melt into my skin, meditating on happy thoughts. Are they freaking kidding me?!?
Just when I start relaxing, man-child finds me, and screams in horror. That’s not very relaxing and I can’t talk very well because the flap part for underneath my nose is actually covering my mouth. Man-child flees.
I begin to relax again, then husband starts slamming things around downstairs in a snit about something. It must be difficult to be the World’s Prettiest Person according to Anderson Cooper.
Actually, in the interest of full disclosure, I know exactly why he’s in a snit. I’ve left the kitchen for him to clean up. I figured the World’s Prettiest Person needed to come down to earth a wee bit and I did cook after all. (snicker)
Finally, the 20
hours minutes are over. It’s completely slid down my face, I can barely open my eyes, and it’s a bit tingly.
That’s not snot under my nose, it’s the mask juices. At least I think it is.
Man-child enters the bathroom as I peel this stuff off. The conversation goes something like this:
“Why is that thing on your face?” – Man-child
“It’s a beauty mask, to make my skin glow” – Me
Man-child looks dubious.
“What? You don’t think I need a beauty mask, because I’m already pretty?”
I repeat the question, louder, thinking maybe he didn’t hear me even though he’s standing right there looking at me.
He’s going to live with us forever if he doesn’t up his compliment game with the ladies.
Anyway, my face does feel softer, but I’m not really seeing any evidence of a magnificent “glow”. Maybe I’ll notice a difference tomorrow. However, I feel it’s a terrific start to my new goals and intentions.
My phone reminder alarm goes off reminding me to take my vitamins. That’s another area of my life I really need to work on in 2016. Vitamin deficiency can be an issue with Bariatric patients, and luckily my insurance covered a monthly subscription for a vitamin pack, which includes a multi-vitamin, iron and calcium supplements and a B-12 nasal spray. An unfortunate side-effect from the sleeve surgery is thinning hair due to lack of nutrient absorption. I’ve definitely noticed it’s an issue, I’m hoping by being more diligent with my vitamin intake that I can reverse the thinning side-effect. I hate to think of the alternatives.
I’ll leave you with this awesome little snippet of my bootcamp today. Enjoy 😛
I can barely formulate a sentence as you can see, and I’ve got something in my teeth, even though I didn’t eat breakfast…awkward. My daughter was mocking me the whole time “in the bag baby” – “mom who talks like that?” and “bye?” “Who are you saying bye to mom, all three of your snapchat followers.” Jealousy is not a good look for her… Just saying’. ❤
Friday – Secret Subject Swap! My topic is “Should old acquaintance be forgot..?” I used to participate in this challenge years ago, and I’m excited to be back!
Next Week: I’ll tackle FOOD!