A Compendium of Kathleen's Complexing Melange
There've been a lot of things occupying my mind recently, some good, some bad, but it all makes me want to make changes within myself.
Yesterday, it was announced that Kim Jong-il of North Korea had died over the weekend. I have no love lost for the dude, I don't think he did his people any favors, but I think we can take away some lessons from his death.
The HAIR! — I take a look at the pics and video clips and I think about my own hair. I love my hair after its been cut, but I so rarely make time for a good cut. But this? Okay, I can see that my new years resolution will be to keep my hair in good working shape.
Having a Bad Hair Life...
The Body! — I never understand how rich people are pudgy. If I were rich, I would have a cook and a gym in the basement. My cook would keep fresh fruits and vegetables in the house. I would have elaborate salads (with crumbled eggs!) and sautéed mushrooms mixed with onions. And fish! I would have the freshest of fresh fish with dill sauce (love DILL sauce). I would have no more trips to the grocery store and my cook would also do dishes. And after dinner, I would saunter down to the gym where I get on the treadmill, load up Netflix, and walk/run for a good hour while catching up on the latest episode of Breaking Bad. Kim Jong-il had NO EXCUSES for being pudgy.
Owing to a long conversation with Julie Kenner and long email conversations with Julia London, I have started a no-carb diet. I have now lost four pounds and I did NOT spend hours in the gym. It's actually a cool feeling to know a diet is truly working and my weight is moving in the direction that I want it to go. In the past, I would gain weight on the diet. I wasn't a cheater, either, but I don't think I was cutting out the right thing. Carbs are in everything, and I gave them a free pass, but no more, Mr. Carbohydrate! When I lose a bit more, I'm keeping my eye on you because I suspect that you're the secret nuke in my diet.
And then there's the Congress wrangling over the payroll tax cut. It's like Oprah's weight. On, off, on, off! First Congress was going to pass it, then they said they weren't, then they said they would. Geez, you'd think our elected officials had been tippling at the holiday champagne a LITTLE EARLY. Legislating under the influence should be banned at our Capitol, but I suspect that like anything that involves "sanity" and "wisdom" and "common sense," such a law would be dead in the water.
The Legislative Bill-Binger
And then there's the holiday shopping. This year has a very weird feel to it. I started Christmas shopping earlier this year, and so it feels like I've been at it for ever. There have been no long marathon shopping days, and I've almost got everything, and yet… Christmas is on Sunday. Sunday? Why do they put Christmas on Sunday? There should be laws against that. The kids get out of school on Friday, the day before Christmas Eve. Ack. We are trying to coordinate a grocery trip/food pantry trip in order for my children to know the true spirit of giving, but is the school district cooperating? NO! They want to keep my children from learning the joy of the Christmas spirit, and keep them "locked" in school until the very last minute. I'm calling Bill O'Reilly (not my cuz, but sometimes I say that we're related) and say that the war on Christmas is not over… not by a long shot. Not until they keep Christmas off the weekend, so we can do weekday Christmasy things (mostly at the mall) because the mall is JAMMED on the weekends and who has time to troll for parking over the holidays? There are presents to buy, cards to write, dinners to cook? You see how subtly insidious the plot to decimate the season is.
So, I think that is everything that is weighing on my mind today. What is on your mind? Are you stressed, relaxed, do you hate when holidays fall on the weekend?
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