With my holiday schedule, I don’t get off work until 8:15 PM and I have been spending my shortened evenings making up loads of fattening goodies (and practicing self-restraint…most of the time. OK, at least half the time.). And no matter how much I make, there is always another reason to make more! I got caught up in making white chocolate & peppermint pretzel rods last night and before I knew it, it was almost 2 AM and I had to get my rear in bed!
And that is why I’m a day late on my weekly thanksgivings blog. Without further ado, here’s what I’ve been thankful for this week.
My AuntRuby’s party mix recipe. It was my first time making it and just the familiar smell was enough to evoke sentimental childhood memories. This party mix has been a part of my life ever since I can remember and it was a joyful thing to recreate it in my own kitchen.
Playaway devices. I listen to audiobooks while I work, and I much prefer these small pre-recorded audio devices than lugging around my CD player and a set of CDs. This is especially handy during December, when we are not allowed to leave our stuff at our terminal when we go on breaks. My fifty-pound purse and wrist rest are enough to haul around without adding in the CD player and CDs, thank you! BTW, this book isn’t terrible but I wouldn’t recommend it. It’s about a girl that is commissioned to finish a newly discovered Jane Austen manuscript and really there’s just not much to the story. It’s OK, but not worth your time if you value it. Go for stories by Jane Austen instead.
I had to work and missed the family Christmas party which I was bummed about, but I easily found the silver lining. This is terrible, but I was thankful that at least I wasn’t tempted to eat things that would keep me from losing weight this week!! (Such as that plate of chocolate peppermint chip cookies up there that I sent to the party with Dennis.) I would have rather been there with the family, but at least there was an upside to my inability to attend.
Sunday: My sister, Danielle. We celebrated her birthday, and I’m also thankful that hers is the last December birthday! (December is such a hectic time with the usual holiday hustle and bustle, the longer hours at the Post Office, and all the birthdays–my husband and both my sisters were born in December!)
Growing up, I was closer to Danielle than Lacey because we are closer in age (two years versus six years), but I was never really friends with her until we were adults and started working together. For a time, we were self-employed and went door-to-door together painting addresses on curbs. And then we both got hired on at the Post Office and worked there together for about a year until Danielle started working as an industrial engineer for Hawker Beechcraft (so proud of her!). During those years, we developed a really tight bond and I have to say that Danielle was, is, and will probably always be, my closest friend. Besides my husband, she is the one person I feel like I can share anything with and when you’ve known someone that long, you hardly even have to talk in order to understand each other. I feel so blessed to have her as my sister and friend.
Monday: I was able to wear one of my pairs of what I call “skinny jeans,” which in Veronica language means a pair of jeans that isn’t size 16. It’s a pair that I’ve had over five years and doesn’t have the crotch worn out from my thighs rubbing together because when I can fit into them, my thighs aren’t big enough to rub together enough to cause that problem. Woo-hooooooooo!
Tuesday: I got some of my groove back. I was wearing my “skinny jeans” and felt really confident and was able to look people in the eye as I passed by them at work. When I’m overweight (OK, I’m overweight now, but I mean more overweight), I really have trouble looking people in the eye when I pass by them at work. I feel like I’m in a constant state of apology for being ugly and I don’t want to have to force someone to look at me by looking at them first. I don’t want to be noticed and I resent pretty people because I imagine they are judging my disgustingness. Yes, I realize I’m quite mental but at least now that I’m smaller, this isn’t such an issue. I feel like I’ve gone past the point where my weight is holding me back from being social. Granted, I still have major antisocial tendencies but at least they are no longer compounded by how I feel when I’m busting out of my plus-sized jeans.
That wraps up this week! I’ll have my weigh-in tomorrow and if things keep going the way they are, I will have something else to be thankful for. :)