Monday, March 07, 2011
....it only lasts so long when one comes back to reality! LoL
Well...I can tell you this right off the bat....I was a WINNER!!!
No, I did not win any money at all...that is because I don't gamble at all (I like keeping my $ in my pocket....especially since I don't have much to burn).
I'm talking about another type of winning, of course!!
Go back in time...oh, about 15 years. That was the last time I went out to a club with my beautiful exotic looking girlfriend Ann. I was the 'wing-girl' and the 2 of us were hanging out with 5 or 6 guys regularly because we were all in the same field....we were a pack of sorts - 3 of the guys were 6 foot 4, so as you can imagine, there was no way in heck a guy in a bar could approach either of us! But, like I said, she was a the 'it' girl, and me....well, being the 'wing-girl', I was otherwise known as the friend with the great personality. I think she'd kill me for writing that, but let's face it, I'm a realist and it was what it was. I weighed 187 and while I loved to dance, I was not approached by anyone while on the dancefloor, not only because of my 6 foot 4 guy friends, but because all eyes were on the other Ann.
Meh...it's history, and I eventually started dating my husband and everyone got different jobs, so hanging out with the gang and going to clubs ceased quickly afterwards. That's just how life is...we grow & move on. My friend Ann & I lost touch but 6 years ago, we reconnected and it has been really nice having her around again!
Fast forward to now. I am a mom of 3...married for (oh geez) 12 years to that great guy who saw me for me...who let me grow into who I am today because he supports me and loves me. I truly cannot express how much he means to me. He is awesome. So when my girlfriend Ann's 40th birthday to Atlantic City came up - he was like "Go, have a good time, don't worry about a thing here....have fun!"
Let me just preface this next part, that for some reason, not everything in my world goes uber-smooth. With every bump twist and turn, however, it usually works out nicely. I guess it is part of acceptance of fate! Well...not only did we get lost going down there (a nice detour through Manhattan was lovely, thanks to too much talking and the sound on the Garmin navigator turned way down low)...but we were located 2 miles away from the major party at another hotel!
Now, I'm with 2 single (and physically active) women, so their timeframe is a LOT more relaxed than mine. Mine is regimented and scheduled because that is how life is with 3 kids. It was so freeing to just go with the flow...not only did I walk the Atlantic City Boardwalk in 2-inch heeled boots for 2 whole miles, I did it gladly! My cardio is in such tip-top shape it was a great pleasure to not huff & puff and slow them down - I even told them that.
We went to a buffet for dinner that night...I hate to say it, but I am NOT the buffet type, but it's your girl, so you go with the flow once again. I was the first one done after eating a salad and some fried chicken. Yup, I passed up all-you-can eat lobster and filet minon, a mile-long dessert island, the bisuits and gravy that went along with the fried chicken...you name it, it was there, and yup, I passed it all because knowing me....I'd have an upset stomach before we left the table. Not worth it...I was a woman on a mission Saturday night.....I wanted to dance!!!
After dinner, we went back to the room for some shots of some grass-vodka, which turned out to be an acquired taste...it was AWFUL! And then everyone went back to rooms to get ready for our 10pm rendezvous at the club.
It was SO fun getting all dolled up!! Simple enough, a black high-necked, sleeveless sheath dress for me with some black heeled boots was all I needed to be ready to go. Throw on a good necklace and some body glitter on the arms and whallah, a complete look! Out of respect for my husband I went for the more covered up look too - I think if he really had a say, I would probably have been completely covered! LoL Just joking, but seriously, I did consciously do that for him. Trust me, this little body hugging number was absolutely perfect for this night. I went with the "you don't have to show the goods" reasoning for the night. Sometimes, the less you see, the better :) I felt fierce!!!!! and tiny and thin and fit.....and SO the opposite of the last time I had went to a club!!!
The hotel where the club was was BEEEOOOOTIFUL!! OMG, just walking into this place with the buzz we had going on was terrific! Just picture a short, curly haired chick in black dress flanked by 2 tall women (one with curly long hair, the other with black sleek hair) with cool tops, jeans and heels. Not something you could miss, that is for sure! Our friend Ann was not there yet, so we went on line to get in.
Something was just SO odd about this waiting line. We were the only women on it! LoL I kid you not! We were like "Umm, where are all the women?" It was just too funny. and Yup, we were definitely checked out on that line. Just wrapping that thought around in my brain was perplexing. I have never been "checked out" according my past recollections...so this was just plain weird for me....weird and FuN! Don't worry, I didn't let it go to my head...LoL
It was on the earlier side because the club just opened, but by the time we got some drinks, went to the bathroom to check it out (because that is what girls do), scoped out the layout, checked out groups of guys for my single roommates, and got some more drinks...the club filled up in no time. Eventually my friend got there...and we got to dancing...YAAAAAAY dancing!
Maybe it's the "I don't give a dang about guys here because I'm happily married" vibe...or the confidence of feeling like I finally look good (I'm saying that not to be conceited, but to just be plain truthful)..or maybe the combo of both....but this time....THIS time...I, yes I, was the magnet on the dancefloor. I wasn't even intentionally trying...but somehow, it just happened. Everyone was like "what? Anne's got another guy attached to her?" It was like every single time I moved off of the dance floor and back on...another guy was dancing....with ME! Flattering, heck yeah...a little uncomfortable, yeah...but nothing that a few drinks couldn't fix! LOL Don't you worry...my girls had my back, and a little flash of the wedding band was all I needed to keep them at bay, which was just fine....but just the fact that I was dancing my little butt off and enjoying myself was perfect...absolutely perfect!! Those moments you have to tally up in life...and this was one of them for me.
We could have danced all night long...but by 2am, the birthday girl Ann was done, which left us 3 still on the dance floor. A little drunk 'miscommunication' had us out of there by 2:45 and giggling in our room my 3:15. I laugh about the 'miscommunication' because the next morning, we all said that we all would have stayed dancing, except we all thought that the other wanted to leave!! Too funny! In hidesight, we knew it was better that we left when we did....and the girls are thinking that maybe they should wear engagement rings to clubs from now on! LoL
Well...the happy ending ended with the exiting of the club. The next morning was the "oh geez, we have to get up and get ready to go home now" routine...and it was pouring rain, and the other girls I drove with wanted to shop in the outlets...in the rain. Did I mention that NOW I had an upset stomach?? Oh, yeah, all that effort NOT to have one the night before was in vain...but I'm not surprised at all...that is how things work with me...it's a cosmic balancing game the universe and I play at. AND the weather just got worse and worse during the drive home, and we got lost...again because of a wrong turn...and both things combined to add an extra full hour to the ride home. Oh well....
...it was AAAAALLLLLL good though....for those 5 magical hours of reclaiming the powers of confidence and attractiveness that were hiding for so long. It was SO cool. SO very cool.
I was greeted at the door by my loving family...and we jumped right back into the craziness of life right from the get-go.
I was a nice break...and a nice memory to keep...and now, I can check that off of my bucket list.
Wednesday, March 02, 2011
Might as well log it in on this auspicious day right?
It has been an interesting day - I knew it was going to be busy and crazy and sort of a loss because of Wednesday life in general and I had a really awesome day yesterday anyway....but I digress - Let's recap, shall we?
- at work I felt brainless and ditzy for some reason and it was a busy day today (ie.: my 2nd kid went to school without his backpack without me noticing until I got home from work, so the ditziness began early in the day),
- for snack I had my usual kashi bar and some new dried fruit my dad picked up at Costco - tried 2 slivers of mango and half of a dried peach - fruit in for the day! Woohoo!,
- during a short lunch I answered emails,
- after lunch I developed wicked wicked gas pains that lasted waaaaaaay into my birthday sushi dinner at a restaurant (45 minute time record on that one - 3 kids + empty restaurant = perfect storm) - through angelfood cake with berries (note: hubby had bowling league tonight, so he sadly kissed me goodbye and whispered "Sorry honey" before he left - he got me flowers, the cake, and got us to the sushi restaurant and home in record time - he's good like that) and then it happily continued through dropping my 2nd son off to cubscouts alone because I couldn't be at the meeting because I was in just too much pain....
- the evil culprit that caused the memorable hideous birthday gas was: the dried fruit.
Note to self: skip dried fruit henceforth.
Happy Birthday to me!!
It is slowly ebbing away now. At least now I can laugh about it!
Is this TMI???
Honestly....the best part of my day was here at Spark - I have the best Sparkbuds a girl could ask for!! Lots of old and new friends combined create a great and supportive group and I just wanted you all to know how much I appreciate each and every one of you!
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Kind of a rough week for me. I am definitely PMS and the family being home & killing my routine did not help it at all...but on the treadmill this morning, I finally figured out what was off. It was CONTROL.
Control and it's lack thereof....or it's desire to have all...is an issue for a lot of people. I know it is for me.
I read somewhere on-line that Sara Rue, the new JC celebrity rep, finally had to relinquish CONTROL to someone else, her consultant and the food system to finally get a handle on her weight issues.
I read that on one of my friend's pages as well, as well as a Spark Article in Fitness about giving control over to a personal trainer.
It's a really big concept to finally reliquish control and physically BE controlled by another in order to move forward.
And then there are the CONTROLLERS - the ones that NEED to be in control in order to feel (insert psychobabble line here). Controlling ones food intake (or lack-thereof) is a power trip. Think about it: if you feel like you have no control over other aspects in life it is EASY to control that part. And if your unhappy about something or depressed, subconsciously, the eating control can be a wicked combination.
And then there are those that just want to have control relinquished for a bit in order to just BREATHE for a minute to find themselves...because all of the control that they have is a burden at times. Mom's, Dad's, Caregivers, bosses...etc...etc...so many fall into THIS category it's not funny.
Anyway....you get my drift...treadmills thoughts at work once again.
So where do you fall in the line-up?
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