Month: September 2013

If I Dressed the Way I Pinned…

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If I 100% dressed the way I pinned, my life would be so different. For the most part, wearing the clothes I pin would not work on the bus, and since I don’t drive I would then be forced to walk much more, but the heels I’d be teetering on, wedges or not, wouldn’t get me too far. If I dressed the way I pinned, that would likely mean I would need to start getting ready 60 minutes earlier than I already do, or planning my outfits the night before while my hair is set in a mask and my pores are shrinking back to recover from just being stripped. Dressing the same way I pin would mean not only that I would actually be rotating all of the shoulder bags, totes, and clutches in my closet regularly, but that I would actually be able to find them exactly when I need them. Dressing the same way I pin might even mean that some days, the pockets to my jeans would be enough to carry me …

The Prodigal Pal

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So here’s the thing… Monday on my day off, I had a list of things I wanted and needed to do: 1.  Look into tickets to go visit my mom. 2.  Start planning a fun getaway for my husband’s 40th birthday. 3.  Buy a better pot for our newest indoor tree, Lucas (I hope Bertie likes him). 4.  Plan a menu for the week. 5.  Determine whether or not to attend ALT Summit, SLC. Instead, I ended up chatting with an old friend who you could consider part of the long-lost variety.   Even though we are “friends” on Facebook, we hadn’t spoken in years. It isn’t because we became enemies, we just stopped being friends.  There was not a huge fight that ended the relationship, though there may have been a tense encounter or two at the finish line to ensure the completion of it.  This friend had less time for me and wasn’t afraid to show it, saying, “Nah,” with no alternative suggestions to any of our typical plan making for the weekends became the …

It All Started With A Bag of Lay’s…

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Last week in the midst of my equilibrium diet (aka the discipline to eat mindfully and get back to my comfortable weight before my last 30s birthday) I tempted fate by slipping into the convenience store just to browse.  I have a firm belief that if you are wanting to snack in a high fat, low nutrition way, it is helpful to do a market visit:  just go in, see what’s out there, hold the merch, smell it if you will, then retreat.  I have done this many many times over, finding satisfaction standing in front of the 24 hour fresh baked donut shop window in my neighborhood,  seeing people happily gobble up their old fashioneds with crumb or chocolate glazes.   At times I have had to call my sister for support, to let me talk through it while I examine each doughy treat through the glass.  Eating is multi sensory, isn’t it?  My theory is that if I satisfy the touch, smell, & sight senses, I don’t always need to taste.  It’s not …