Recipe for disaster...

So here’s a brilliant idea…take one girl with questionable self-confidence, remind her that 95% of the clothes in her closet are at least 2 years old (or much older) and throw her into a dressing room armed with all the cute summer styles. Now: remove old, stained clothing from said girl and give her momentary amnesia so she will forget that there is a gigantic three-way mirror directly in front of her. This, my dear reader, is the perfect recipe for disaster – and the very situation I found myself in just yesterday.

What in the hell was I thinking? Sure the summer dress was marked down from $49 to a mere $9.99 – and I loved it, especially since it was in my size - but someone should have just slapped me when I suggested trying it on. But no one did and so into the dressing room I ventured - full of hope and stupidity. The size 16 did fit – but it looked just terrible on me. I stood there feeling like a pale, wobbly slug. So I removed the pretty new thing from my dreadful body and stood there staring at myself. Oh my God! What the fuck has happened to me? You know those “body types” you read in a magazine: apple, pear, athletic – well, mine looked more like an Idaho Potato.

No wonder my husband just isn’t that interested…not that his body has stayed firm, thin and young after 12 years of marriage. Yet it isn’t the same for men. It really was all I could do not to burst into tears. I walk 3-4 times a day, do yoga and I feel like I don’t over eat. I hardly ever snack or eat sweets. Yet, somehow I have gained back those 7-10 lbs that I swear I had lost just a month back. It’s probably my thyroid. Still, that doesn’t change the bottom line.

Now I am depressed because I feel like a bloated corpse AND because all my clothes suck. Just another day in my life…

(*Update: I dared to return to the mall and actually purchased some shorts, capri pants and a top. I feel a bit better - and I saved $10 with a coupon. Huzzah!)

Most recent DVDs that I’ve watched:
The Mist (based on the Stephen King novella): This was a suspense filled movie – and there were some excellent gore – but as always, the book was much better than the film. They actually didn’t follow the book - just used it as a guideline.

Miss Potter: Stars Renee Zellweger and Ewan McGregor. It was a charming little film. The acting was nice, the plot was simple and it was worth the time I put into watching it. It is the story of Beatrice Potter – the author of Peter Rabbit. I loved how her illustrations would come to life and jump around the page. She talked them as if they were real. As a writer myself, I could relate.

I picked up Hugh Laurie’s book The Gun Seller. I’ve only read the first chapter, but I already like it. I think it is interesting reading something Hugh has written. You can learn a lot about a person by reading something they’ve written (even so-called fiction)...such as the fact that Hugh apparently despises interior decorators. I guess he would not share my addiction to HGTV. :o)

Well, it is time for me to be off to the supermarket. I’m still having issues getting online at home…so please be patient with me until I can get this situation fixed. At least I can still post things at the library.