The Sassy Pear

Finding my way through my forties

Pictures don’t lie y’all — August 4, 2009

Pictures don’t lie y’all

Oh crud. I make it a point to only have my picture taken when I look my absolute best and usually from the neck up. Yes, I’ve lost a lot of weight, but some recent pictures have made me realize that I still have a ways to go before reality catches up to my perception.  Oh, I think I should add that these photos came from my recent high school reunion.

Exhibit A

notice how my backside goes on and on...
notice how my backside goes on and on...

Exhibit B

notice the rounded back, flabby arms, and poochy tummy
notice the rounded back, flabby arms, and poochy tummy


And finally Exhibit C

Look how far south the "girls" are hanging! That's pitiful!
Look how far south the "girls" are hanging! That's pitiful!


So you might thinking, “well these pics don’t look so bad!” and you are right, they don’t. The thing that bothers me is that in my mirror (and in my head) I am two sizes smaller than this!  Seriously y’all, is there an opposite of anorexia?  Cause when I look in the mirror in the mornings, I’m thinking “how could I possibly get any smaller? I’m pretty smokin right now as it is!”  But seeing these pictures reminds me of my mom – my soft, rounded, 70 year old mother, which would be fine except that I’M NOT EVEN 40 YET!!!!! 




So I suppose I will keep plugging away with the cardio, but I’m also adding in some strength training and I am fo shizzle going to work on my posture (and I am upping my calcium intake because I see the first signs of osteoporosis in my rounded upper back).  Also I do believe a proper bra fitting is in order as well.  Gotta get those girls back up where they belong!

Okay, well I just needed to share that little freak out with all of you.  Thanks for listening.  Have a good day!  🙂

The good time that almost wasn’t — July 27, 2009

The good time that almost wasn’t

So…the reunion was a huge blast and I am so glad I went! Was I the thinnest girl in the room? No. Was I the happiest? You betcha. There were plenty of women there who were thin and attractive and didn’t speak to anyone outside of their clique, and there were women who had gained a bunch of weight in the last 20 years and spoke to anyone who would make eye contact – which group would you rather hang with? I thought so, me too.

One thing I did learn is that there is a reason I don’t drink much anymore – it’s been 3 days and I still don’t feel like I have completely recovered. I really didn’t even drink that much, but the reunion was held at a bar that had an open courtyard and it was so HOT and HUMID! My hair was super cute when we got there, but an hour later it was curly and sticking to my forehead and neck. Have I ever mentioned that I am a sweater? I sweat profusely – just around my face mostly, so of course my makeup was melted off, but I didn’t really care. I think I drank more than I would have if we had been sitting inside, but we left before I did anything embarrassing…even though I seem to recall babbling incoherently to a guy that I wish I would have dated back in high school…oh crud. I can only hope he was too smashed too remember!

The only downside was…wait…insert tangent warning here…

My beloved Taco Stop was CLOSED!!! Not closed for good, just closed for vacation. Who the heck closes a business for two weeks in the middle of summer???? A family that owns and works the business together, that’s who! I was crushed and heartbroken, but I probably saved myself about 1000 calories by not being able to eat there. I will have Taco Stop some day, dangit, I WILL!!!

Anyway, the only other downside about the reunion was that there were so many people I wanted to say hello to that I really didn’t get a chance to sit down and visit with any one. I’m sure that if we had stayed for the whole shebang, there would have been more opportunities. It was a good experience though and I’m glad I caved to the peer pressure to go. There is already talk of a 25th reunion and I will definitely be attending the whole enchilada when that one rolls around!

Okay, enough about the reunion. We will return to our regularly scheduled ranting and raving about losing weight and working out tomorrow, or whenever.


Who says you can’t go home? — July 24, 2009

Who says you can’t go home?

Hey gang!

So…remember how I said I’m 99.9% sure I’m not going to my  20 year high school reunion? Yeah well, that .01% won out. I’m going! And I’m really excited about it. Did I mention that I just decided yesterday that I was going? Nothing like waiting till the last minute! 🙂

I posted something about not going on FaceBook and my friend Sonja said “well I’m not going if you’re not going” and I said “wha??? I’m not going because you said you weren’t going! Were you planning on going?” and she says, “Well we’re just going to the social on Friday night.” And I said, “Okay, well if you’re going to that then I’ll go to that” and she said, “Okay” and I said “cool!” So I called Shawn and bribed him and then I bribed the babysitter and booked a ridiculously expensive hotel room and at 3 pm today we will be on our way!! I think there are a lot of people who decided to go at the last minute because now all of a sudden all these people that I thought weren’t going, now are going – and these were the people I wanted to see. Yippee!

So of course I wish I were 20 pounds thinner and my hair was longer and I had a couple of super great outfits to wear, but ya know what? I DON’T CARE! Really, my goal tonight is to go and see old friends and laugh until my stomach hurts, not to impress anyone with my super expensive clothes or tiny toned body or long luxurious hair. I did go buy a new pair of jeans because it’s something I needed anyway, but I decided that I would make do with what I’ve got (because I just bought 4 new shirts a couple of weeks ago), and I can do my own nails, and as for the hair, well, it will be fine. The only thing I’m really kind of ticked about is that I have this tiny red spot right on the very tip of my nose. It’s not a pimple, just some kind of little red spot right at the very end, and no amount of makeup will cover it up (believe me I tried). And I’m sure that no one else will probably even notice it, but I feel like I’ve got a big red bulls eye on my face with arrows pointing to it that say “LOOK HERE”. Yeah, nice.

OH! And one of the best parts of going back to my hometown is this little dive called Taco Stop. This place is legendary – they have THE BEST Mexican food, and the first thing you do when you enter Hometown is go directly to Taco Stop for a Sancho Deluxe (apparently Deluxe is Spanish for “sour cream”) and a Coke – OH! And they have rabbit pellet ice (you know, the little round-ish balls of ice) and the fizziest Coke around! I am salivating just thinking about it! I can’t wait!!

I’m going to keep the alcohol to a minimum tonight because a) I don’t want to get outta control and b) I’m such a lightweight that it seriously only takes one 8oz drink to get me buzzing – I just don’t drink anymore, so on the occasions when I do – it takes very little to get me “happy”.

I could probably blather on and on about this, but I’ll keep it short today and maybe I’ll get a chance to post more this weekend. Of course that’s what I said last Friday, and I ended up sick all weekend, so maybe I’ll just wait til Monday! 🙂

Have a great weekend!

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