Well, it’s been some helluva week. I’m still sad. I’m not in shock—that’s worn off, but I’m saddened that my girl Hillary won the popular vote and Trump ended up President. Let me not dwell!
But on another note, I envisioned the meeting of the Class Act Michelle Obama and the Crass Act Melania Trump. The conversation may have gone something like this..
I would have loved to be a fly on the wall during THIS meeting!!
Michelle: “Melania, would you like to see your closet? It’s pretty well constructed and very roomy for all the clothing you will be wearing during your time as First Lady.”
Melania: “Mee-shell”. “Vat I need clah-sit for?” “You know who I am?” “I nekkid model” “I nekkid ack-tress in porn vid-eow!” “I veer no-sink—you silly girl you!” “I veer za fish net outfit that Donalt like” “But you nice—I need empty corner in clah-sit for box I came in ven Donalt mail-order me” ” I don’t need for clow-tink” ” I keep box in clah-sit if Donalt vant to sent me back to Slovenia where I vill be star!”
Michelle: (Looking at Melania in wonder). “I’ll take you downstairs to see where the good China is kept” “You will need the various sets of China for the dinners you will be serving.”
Melania: (Looking at Michelle as though she’s crazy) “Oh Michelle—you silly girl” “Donalt say no such sink as good China” “He say China only good for cheep product and take out foot” “I no eat dough becaws Donalt don’t like me fat” “He vant me sexy to run in Vhite House nekkit”. “He say as First Led-ee dat I be 11-not 10!”
And that pretty much sums up how I think our First, Slut, Tramp, not much of a, Lady will be. All those fundie men will be naming their hands after her—if you know what I mean!
I’m down another pound—but it’s a strange pound indeed. It fluctuates. Depending on what I’m eating I could stay at 150 or go down as low as 148. The thing I have to focus on now is maintaining a steady weight while losing those last ten pounds!
One day a two ounce difference. The pic on the right was taken before I had a pedi!
I’m also getting to the point where I really don’t miss the desserts. I’m not baking and it’ll be a challenge as the holidays draw near. But, I did manage to have dessert this weekend. The second dessert in 11 weeks. I cut it in half so that I could enjoy one half on Saturday and another on Sunday.
Bonaparte’s dessert is the healthier one with the raspberries. I went for the chocolate but cut it in half to enjoy it twice!
And in keeping to a relatively healthy menu, I made a chicken tajine last Saturday night. The Moroccan stew is so flavorful and aromatic and very comforting on these cooler nights. My strategy—serving my food on a smaller dish. The optical illusion makes me think I’m eating more!
All these great flavors and aromatics marinating made for a great meal!
And placing a serving on a smaller plate works wonders for the mind!
Saturday also brought a pleasant surprise of jeans in a smaller size. THIS is inspiration for the loss!
My smaller sized jeans. I am loving these so much!!!
I’ll tell you, last night I was just so damned depressed, stressed and upset that I didn’t even want the beautiful salad Bonaparte prepared for me. And I felt awful about it too—but not awful enough that I told him all I wanted was pasta to make me feel better after the result of the election! He “got” me! I had the salad this evening and last night I stress ate on…
A Weight Watcher meal!! Yeah. WW Pasta, Ricotta and Spinach. Worth every one of those 9 Points! I am actually amazed that I went from shoving any sort of bread, pastry, and baked good into my mouth to calm the nerves to a Weight Watcher Meal. Hell has frozen over ladies!
I never thought THIS would take the place of chocolate syrup poured over ice cream and topped with chocolate chips and whipped cream–and salted walnuts! But it did!!
I know. It looks AWFUL–but it tasted so divine!!
Ok. Let’s get on to what I wore this week—and let me tell you, I’m starting to love dressing again. Come with me to my clah-sit and vee pic out the clow-tink! Just like Melania vill do if she vear da clows!
This was last Friday’s jeans day outfit. Very comfy. The jeans are old 1969 ones fro GAP. If you notice, I still have wide hips and that’s fine. I don’t want to lose any more than ten more pounds!
Monday was nice and crisp and I wore my new SportKilt in a smaller size. This is a medium and fits beautifully. I paired the skirt with thigh-high boots, tights and a textured cotton turtleneck sweater from J. Crew that was purchased a couple of years ago!
This is my “Election Day” outfit. See those corduroy jeans? I got ’em at Gap about four years ago for ten bucks and they never fit me–until now. I dug my way through the garage to get these out of a plastic bin. I love them. They have a hint of stretch and I wore them with a very ladylike shell and cardigan set–from J. Crew!
And yes. I DID wear shoes to stand on the line to vote! But, I just can’t stand socks!
As an aside, I ran out of the awful L’Oreal eyeliner I was using and rummaged through makeup I had but never used. Pays to be a hoarder sometimes. Anyway, I came across this Lights, Camera, Lashes eyeliner by Tarte. It’s GREAT!! And the thinner pen makes a nice line as you can see on my crossed eye! Thought I would give this liner a shout-out because a decent liner is difficult to find sometimes!
That’s about it for today! The weight is still coming off but at a slower pace. What motivates me is that clothing is fitting me again. I’m also not looking to food for solace (the election being the exception)!!
All this weight talk for weeks has me thinking about one of my favorite songs by The Band. The Weight!! Enjoy!! Robbie Robertson is total eye candy!
