Category Archives: winter

Springing Forward With Panache! (Good-bye Winter!)

This winter was rough. I am using the past tense because I really want to put this winter in the past. I know technically, it is in the past and already spring as March 21 was the official first day, but it has still been cold and snowy here. We even had some flurries yesterday, in fact.

Spring keeps threatening to pop up, but winter just won’t let go. Here is a picture I took the other day of Cherry Blossoms trying to bloom.

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A few posts ago, I gave myself a list of things to accomplish this spring. Stuff that I could not do before  the weight loss that I can do now.  I have some dates picked out for these events. I even bought some new ponchos for all of my walking events, so I’m totally prepared!  (I love ponchos and have very fond childhood memories of wearing the ones my mother made for me. Regrettably, I have no talent with knitting needles and crochet hooks, but I’m glad she did.)

April 5 – Walk around the Tidal Basin, see Jefferson Memorial, FDR Memorial, and the MLK Memorial.

April 12 – Attend Cherry Blossom Parade. The kite festival was supposed to be Sunday, March 30, but was cancelled due to inclement weather. Hopefully, that will be re-scheduled for this weekend.

June 4-6 ish – Lots of DC touristy type stuff that will include a lot of walking. I might try to put my walk to Roosevelt Island during this time frame. A friend of mine is bringing her family to DC and they want to be, in her words, “complete tourists”. I will join them. I am so happy they chose now to visit so that I can show them the city.

I am now officially adding one more thing to my list. (insert drum-roll here)

My friend Sushmita, who owns Studio Pause, is a graduate of Empowered Women International.  Their motto is “Helping Immigrant, Refugee, and Low Income Women Create Sustainable Livelihoods.” They basically teach them to run a business, mostly around arts, crafts, cooking, something they are good at, passionate about, and turn it into a business that can sustain them and their families.

Sunday, April 6, 2014, Sushmita is hosting a fundraiser at her studio, Studio Pause, and I’m helping. We are going to cook Indian food, and serve meals to our friends and family in an effort to raise money for their scholarship program. I will be making my famous chicken saag, (recipe on this blog). And I might also make my curry chicken salad with mango chutney if the mood strikes me, which if I know me, it will.

Here is the Facebook page for the event.

If you’re in the DC area, and wish to attend, please do! It should be fun!

The Dilemmas of Rapid Weight Loss

I do not know if this is a problem that everyone has or if this is specifically my problem, but it is serious.

I am running out of wearable pants.

I know, I know.  I bought two pair of jeans in a smaller size just last month.  Well, guess what?  They are becoming too big.  So, I have one pair of stretch pants that were originally too small, but I have had them for years and they are all stretched to the end of creation, two pairs of jeans that are bigger and bigger every day, and that is it.  I have several pair of shorts that work, but the temperature in DC is in the teens today, so they are not really helping me at all.

I bought a pair of yoga pants yesterday so that I have some exercise clothes.  They are stretchy so I bought them a size smaller since I know am still losing weight.  But that still does not really solve my problem.

I tried to go to my favorite fat chick store yesterday and that location was closed down.  I went to Target thinking I could get some cheap pants, but their collection sucked, except for the yoga pants.  They had one wall of plus size clothes and they were the ugliest clothes I have ever seen.  Well, except for one gorgeous purple cardigan that was more money than I wanted to spend for something I am only going to wear for the next two months and that still did not solve the fact that I have no bleeping pants!

I am going to do some searching online, but if all else fails, I will have to go to the mall.  I hate the mall.  Well, not hate exactly, but  I do not relish it.

There is also the financial impact of having to buy new pants ever month.  Clothes are expensive.  My sister suggested getting pants at the Goodwill for now until I get down to a stable weight. I might just do that.  I hate buying plus sized clothes at second-hand stores.  They do not always have the greatest selection of clothes for larger women.  In addition, I’m short.  It is hard enough finding plus sized clothes for short ladies in a regular store let alone second-hand.

Oh, in other news, I had to replenish my supply of panties.  I am sure everyone was dying to know that, but after losing 71 pounds, it was time.  I made sure to buy a pair smaller than I actually need so they will last me a couple of months before I have to restock again.

I am going to check Kohls and a couple of other places online to see if I can find some pants that see me though one or two more sizes.  If not, I think I will take my sister’s suggestion and try a second-hand store.  I will keep you posted.  Until then, the search for pants continues.

I have some updated photos of myself that I took yesterday.  I added a bunch more on my Facebook page.  Check them out.

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President Obama, Martin Luther King, Jr., and My Father

Today we celebrate the second Inauguration of President Barack Obama.  This is a historic day for many reasons.  One because we are celebrating the second Inauguration of our country’s first black president.  Second, we are celebrating it on Martin Luther King Day, who led the civil rights movement that helped make Obama’s rise to the presidency possible.  This is truly a day worth celebrating.  But for me, January 21 will always be my father’s birthday.

My father passed away in October 1996.  Unfortunately, he never lived to see the election nor the re-election of our first black president.  I think he would have liked to see that.

He saw so many amazing historical events in his life.  He was just five years old when WWII ended.  He saw the beginning and end of the Vietnam war.  He saw the election and assassination of JFK.  The Civil Rights movement.  Martin Luther King’s March on Washington.  The resignation of Richard Nixon.  The rise and  fall of the Berlin Wall.  The collapse of the Soviet Union.  And the end of the Cold War.

He also saw the explosion of technology; everything from transistor radios and microwaves to supercomputers and home PCs.  He even had an email address before he died.  He would call me from Pittsburgh to Maryland every single time he sent me an email, but he had an email address nonetheless.

He was married, divorced, and married again.  He owned his own business at one time.  He witnessed the births of his four children and he watched them grow up.

I sometimes think about all that he’s missed since he died.  Monica Lewinsky. Clinton’s impeachment hearings.  September 11. The wars in Iraq and Afghanistan.  The election and re-election of Barack Obama. Laptops.  iPods.  Smart phones. Bloggers.  Facebook. Me and my sisters receiving post-secondary degrees. My sisters’ and my brother’s marriages.  The birth of his granddaughter.

Some of it I’m glad he did not live to see.  Some of it, I know he would not understand.  But when something momentous happens, I wish he were here to celebrate with us.

Happy Birthday, Dad!

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Surviving Winter…Sort Of

I have to admit, for winter in DC, this year has been pretty mild.  Temperatures are mostly in the 40s or 50s.  Very few days lower than that.  And no snow to speak of.  I know just north of here in Pennsylvania, they have had a lot of snow and very, very cold temps.

Normally, I love this chilly weather.  I am pretty hot-blooded.  I am always warm.  Even in winter, I rarely turn on my heat and often need a fan to keep cool.

Not this year.  This year, I am freezing.  I have the heat on in my apartment.  I am wearing layers, sweaters, thick warm socks, a fuzzy pink robe, and snuggling up on the couch under blankets.  I was visiting a friend’s house last week and I got up and put my jacket on I was so cold.  She asked me if I was leaving already and I said, “No I’m freezing,” at which point, everyone in the room started laughing.  They were like, you are always the one who is hot.  Not anymore.  I’ve actually considered buying one of those snuggly blankets with the arms in front.  Who is this person I’ve become?

I know I’ve lost 65 pounds, oh and btw..I’ve lost 65 pounds (!!!), but I remember when I weighed around 230-ish when I was younger and I was always hot then as well.  Why is it I am now cold all of the time?

I remember that I told my sister before the surgery that maybe after surgery I would stop being so hot all of the time.  I hated being hot all of the time.  I actually preferred to be cold.  People always told me it was because I could not feel the cold.  This is not true.  I could feel the cold, I just preferred it to being hot all of the time.  I still prefer being cold to being hot all of the time.  I just wish I could warm up a little bit now and then.

For now, I plan on wrapping myself up in my pink fuzzy robe and thick woolen socks with my steaming cup of decaf tea and hibernate in front of the TV under blankets until spring.

A friend of mine reposted this picture on Facebook.  It is adorable…and don’t these cats just look warm?

 

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