Lipstick Graveyard

When I was a girl I never realized how many things I needed to know about becoming a woman.   Things were going along fine and dandy when I was just a little girl playing with her Easy Bake Oven.  Then one day – BAM!  I had to trade in my homemade treats for training bras and ‘advice that every young woman should know’ courtesy of my mother. 

1.  How to properly put on pantyhose.

2.  How to use those weird looking, foot-long, crazy-thick pads in the pink box under the bathroom sink.

3.  The true meaning of ‘support’ and why it was related to the slingshot-looking contraption my mother called a training bra.

4. The proper way to apply cosmetics so one doesn’t look like a ‘Lady of the Night’ – beige lipstick. Beige?!  Blech!

 

I’ve gotta say, I love lipstick; I always have.  Maybe it’s the artist in me, but I simply must paint my lips.  I have phases when it comes to colors.  I used to wear nothing but browns.  Then I decided to wear orange-reds for a while until my surgery last year, where I found myself reaching for subtle pink shades to make me look a bit rosy even though my sallow skin told a different story. 

I’m afraid my love affair for lipstick took an ugly turn this weekend after reading an extremely disturbing article from MotherJones.com about the various toxins found in very popular lipsticks, many of which I had, including (brace yourself):  Burt’s Bees.  Seriously.  Good Lord, if I have to be careful of Burt’s Bees, what has the world come to?!  

in part, the article reads:

……women who apply lipstick two to three times daily can ingest a significant amount—20 percent of the daily amount that’s considered safe in drinking water or more—of aluminum, cadmium, chromium, and manganese. Depending on the lipstick, in some cases women who slathered it on (14 times a day or more) were meeting or surpassing the daily recommended exposure to chromium, aluminum, and manganese. Lead, a metal that humans should avoid exposure to entirely, was detected in 75 percent of the samples.

 

I had 4 of the lipsticks that tested high in levels of lead. FOUR!  If you wear any lipstick at all, I highly recommend reading this article and check to see if any of your shades are on the list. You can find the article and the list right here.

I’m grateful to have this information, but I’m also angry that these very popular and well-publicized brands are allowed to produce and market these toxic products in this day and age.  As for me, I should be educating myself more.  I have spent so much time and effort over the years about what I put INTO my body that I have forgotten about what goes ON it.

Incidentally, the lipsticks with the least amount of lead were Wet n’ Wild, Bobbi Brown, and Shiseido brands. 

So, what lip-friendly brands do you put on your lips?  Clearly I have some shopping to do.

What a Week

It’s been quite the busy week around here.  The time change, fortunately, doesn’t affect me in the least when we Spring Forward.  I actually get up earlier and accomplish so much more during the day.  During the Fall Back though….ugh.  Let’s just say, I don’t handle it well. 

I cannot wait for Spring.  I’ve been walking on the treadmill and avoiding the park because I can’t tolerate the cold these days no matter how many layers I wear.  My dogs are feeling downright punished because we haven’t been walking outside.  Instead, they watch me on the treadmill.  I try not to make too much eye contact with them as I do this because I already feel like their glaring eyes are burning a hole through to the back of my head.

Whenever I’m finished I go upstairs and lay down on the floor to stretch my back and hamstrings, which always makes my back feel better; and this is generally what I have staring back at me:

He is not one to be ignored, but c’mon – How could I?!

 

Even though my back is still giving me the ole’ middle finger (ie., not improving much) I am busy concentrating on other things.  Good things, such as:

1.  Preparing for the gallery this weekend.

It’s time to make my bi-monthly journey down to Indianapolis to drop off artwork to the gallery.  Craig has graciously offered to take a day off work so he can drive me down there since I cannot drive that far without needing to get out of the car every few minutes to stretch.   I guess this makes him my Manager now, huh? 

All week I’ve been busy matting and framing work.  I dislike that job really, but enjoy the look of my pieces as they’re all polished up and ready to make their debut into the world.  Here are my yoga series of prints all matted and ready to go: 

 

2.  I’ve been asked to guest post at Runs For CookiesKatie, who is a lot like me in many ways (she’s maintaining a loss of over 100 pounds and has a sweet tooth equal to mine) asked if I would write about life as a maintainer for her blog.  I’ve been slowly making progress on that post and hope to have it done and ready for her soon (it’s coming, Katie – I swear!)

3.  I met someone. 

No, Craig and I are not having marital problems so you can breathe easy (or, if you’re new here and into reading about drama, try and contain your disappointment) lol    What I mean to say is that I have made a new friend who is such a kind person and so easy to talk to – and she’s a fellow artist!  We met because we both have work on display at the gallery.  We started messaging each other and as it turns out, she lives less than 10 minutes from me Smile  She’s a mosaic artist and does incredible work.  Here is one of her pieces that I received as an incredibly thoughtful birthday present last month:

 

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Okay, truth:  I bought it for myself.  I am the thoughtful one!

I had to take the photo at an angle because of the glare from the ceiling lights, but you can still see how amazingly talented she is. Her name is Melissa you can see more of her work at her Etsy store right here.

Another reason why I’m mentioning Melissa is that because of her…..

4.  I signed up for my first art fair this week. 

This was a HUGE step for me.  I haven’t done an art fair in almost 15 years and I didn’t really enjoy the atmosphere the last time, but this is a different venue and will be for one day only.  Plus, I’m selling paintings this time around, not painted furniture which will make set-up and break-down much easier.  The art fair isn’t until August so I still have plenty of time to prepare. 

Perhaps the most exciting thing that is happening this week (this weekend to be exact) is….

5.  I am going to meet one of my favorite bloggers! 

I have missed several opportunities to meet some of the amazing people I’ve met online due to back issues and poor timing, but the planets must be aligned correctly because during my visit to Indianapolis, guess who will be arriving at the same time all the way from Texas for a conference?  None other than Roxie from Gravel and Rust!  Roxie is also maintaining a 100+ pound loss and we’ve been reading each other’s blog since the inception of mine almost 2 1/2 years ago.  I’m terribly excited!

That about wraps it up.  I’ll be back next week with answers to all of your burning questions, like:

‘Just how long did it take to make that three hour trip to Indy?  How many times did Ellen’s back force her out of the car, and did anyone see her doing yoga stretches alongside the road?’

‘…and what about the gallery?  Did Ellen sell anything this month?’

‘Will Ellen be able to stay away from the Cheesecake Factory while in Indianapolis?’

‘What will happen when Ellen meets Roxie?  Will Roxie find out that Fat Girl Wearing Thin has secretly been written by some weird guy named Allen all of these years?’ 

Tune in next week for these answers and more – and have a great weekend Smile

xo,

Ellen

Back, Birds and the Boot

Still alive and kicking over here in the Land of the Hobbled and Broken. 

Good news:  not really broken.  More like, currently under repair.

‘Meh’ news:  my spinal injection hasn’t really kicked in yet.  Any time now. Hello?!  Is this thing on??

Good news:  I’m back to walking on the treadmill.  And every day this week I’ve finished 5 miles. 

…more good news:  I received a request for a commissioned painting this past week from a very understanding and patient buyer who understood the dilemma with my back.  She’s been a joy to work with and paint for, and I must share this story:

Ever since I finished painting my crane I have been focused on painting birds.  The subject of my commission happened to be an Eastern Bluebird.  Generally, when I’m not painting I’m taking photographs of subject matter and all winter there have been lots of birds in my yard, including these guys:

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You would have thought I’d just seen Bigfoot the way I was running around the house in search of my camera (note to self: ALWAYS have it handy!)  They hung around long enough for me to get around 50 photos of them, including this one:

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They were too far away for me to get any crisp, clear shots but I have several that I can use for reference so I was a happy camper. 

….that was only a side note, by the way.  Back to my story: 

Like I said, I’ve had all kinds of birds in my yard this winter.  Except for bluebirds.  Not a single one all winter long and they are always in our yard during the summer months. 

Within a day after I accepted my commission, guess what came to my backyard?  A male Eastern Bluebird.  Not only did he come into the yard but he generously allowed me to take several photos of him while he proudly posed:

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I tell you, he knew I was looking for him. 

I finished my painting today.  I’ll post a photo of it sometime after the buyer has received the original. 

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Next week I will be heading back to yoga twice weekly.  I am also looking for a pool which will allow me to do some exercises that will keep my back as limber as possible.  Right now it’s all about the back.  Eating has been a bit of a struggle this week because of some stress related issues but with all of the walking I’m doing, I’ve managed to keep my weight in check.  I hate to admit it, but I’ve gone back to weighing in – at least for now; once I am at 100% again I’ll pitch the scale back into the closet but at this time I feel it’s imperative to keep my weight as steady as possible and avoid any further strain on my back. 

I hope you all have a good weekend.  I leave you with my favorite Peanuts photo of the week, which sums up exactly how I feel about this past month: 

Spring is on the way!!!!

 

xo,

~Ellen

The Girdle. Undergarment from Hell.

The dreaded girdle.  Oh, how I hate thee.

When it was time for my mom to show my eleven year old self what to do with those weird looking, foot-long, crazy-thick pads in the pink box under the bathroom sink, she also gave me a strict word of advice: You MUST wear a girdle with these in order to keep them in place.  We’ll go out and buy you one today so you can start wearing them right away.

Me?  A girdle?  What was I, eighty?  Well, you decide for yourself because this photo is almost identical to the actual one that my mother made me wear:

Chevron Panty Girdle

I hated the girdle – and I mean, hated it. Yes, even more than the 2 inch thick Kotex I had to wear; and I balked every time my mother made me wear it. After a year or so of constant complaint she finally gave up and said, ‘Fine, don’t wear one. But you’ll be sorry because you NEED them to help keep everything in place.  But if you want things hanging out all over then I guess there’s nothing I can do about it.’ Did I mention that my mother is famous?  You know her – everyone does.  She invented the Guilt Trip. 

Challenging as it was having a celebrity for a parent, I was able to free myself from the confines of girdle-hood for many, many years. And life was good.  

Fast forward um, about….three decades, and apparently I have crossed over into the Twilight Zone because I am eating those words.  I now completely understand how important it is to keep jiggly bits from flopping around.  For a while now I’ve been trying to find the perfect form-fitting undergarment. Gravity is having its way with me; things are starting to fall further and further towards the ground and I’m finding myself actually looking for a magical underwear to stop it. So far, I have been unsuccessful.

My mail carrier must be noticing it as well because for the first time ever, I recently received an unsolicited catalog in the mail by a company called Spanx, tucked in between an Omaha Steaks brochure and this week’s flyer for reasonably priced maid service.  (Seriously, how do they know that I’m having a hard time keeping my floors free from dirt?) 

I set down the mail and picked up the catalog. I was mesmerized.  The girdles of today look NOTHING like the girdles my mother used to make me wear.  There’s one that concentrates on lifting your butt; one to smooth your legs, and one for lifting your breasts.  There’s even a whole body girdle that promises to slim and smooth all my bumpy parts at once! 

I had to find these Spanx and try them on just to see if they worked.  I jumped in my car and drove straight to the mall.

Heading for the intimate section of a store I looked specifically for Spanx but couldn’t find that particular brand, however there were plenty of other brands that had very similar styles, and so I grabbed as many as I could carry and headed to the biggest dressing room I could find. 

First up:  the full body girdle sorry…. ‘body shaper’.  (I’m so stuck in 1981). 

Getting these things on is quite the challenge.  It took me over 5 minutes to yank and pull and I was darn near out of breath by the time I pulled it up over my shoulders. Looking at myself in the mirror I wondered, ‘how exactly is this supposed to make me look better?  I can still see every roll. The only difference is, now they’re all uniformly beige in color!’

Next, I tried on the ones that look like bike shorts, except these have butt lifts in the back (no joke!).  They did make my butt look perky, but when I went to move around a bit, the waist band began to roll down my stomach a bit.  Not good. 

Finally, I tried the thigh slimmer, butt booster, waist whittler all-in-one.  This one looks like the previous one, except there’s extra fabric that comes all the way up to the ribs.  I’m assuming it’s purpose is to help eliminate that rolling I was talking about.  Hmm.  So far, so good.  I went to sit down on the bench and see how comfortable it was.  As soon as I sat down, the fabric at the bottom of my thighs began rolling UP.  *Sigh*

Okay, ladies – time to help a gal out.  So many questions…..

First:  how many of you admit that you actually wear one of these contraptions, and more importantly, are they comfortable? 

Do they work?

How do you keep these things in place?  Have you ever tried on one that won’t stay put? 

…and most importantly:  how do you know what size to get?  I have tried on my size according to the charts and it was so tight, it felt like I was being prepped for a mummy display at the Museum of Natural History. 

…stopping now…..temples throbbing. 

Pour forth any words of wisdom for this almost 43 year old woman who clearly doesn’t know how to shop in today’s world.  I’m listening. 

Hate Loss Challenge 2013 Topic List: Week One

hatelossbadgeTopic for Group Therapy Thursday, January 10th:

The Mirror Exercise

 

If you were here for my previous years’ challenges, you’ll remember the positive reinforcement sheet I created. Basically, we used verbal affirmations to help rid our vocabulary of words that aimed to destroy our self-esteem. That simple exercise was very powerful and I was torn about not using it again this year, but ultimately decided that our Gratitude Jar was a nice change of pace and could be just as powerful a tool.

 

Many of you know Karen C.L. Anderson’s presence very well within our weight loss/maintenance community. For those of you who don’t, she is a witty and compassionate blogger, successful author and was given the honor of having one of the Top 20 Inspiring Weight Loss Blogs by Shape Magazine. She is also passionate about acceptance and self worth. While reading her blog a few weeks ago I noticed something called the Mirror Exercise on her sidebar. I was intrigued by this and decided to give it a try. I found it to be a very helpful way of promoting healthy self esteem and it reminded me of my positive reinforcement sheet from years prior. I decided to ask if Karen wanted to collaborate with me on this year’s challenge, and she graciously accepted.

So, for this week’s Hate Loss Challenge exercise, we will complete Karen’s Mirror Exercise which can be found on the left sidebar of her blog. She offers it to anyone and everyone – free of charge, when you sign up for her newsletter. For those of you who are concerned with giving your email address to Karen, rest assured that she values your privacy and will only use that information to send you an occasional newsletter which is filled with words of acceptance and uplifting quotes.  The Mirror Exercise is available immediately after you confirm that your email address is correct and you can unsubscribe at any time (though I doubt if you will want to!) This is a simple, yet powerful non-verbal affirmation. All you need is to take a couple of minutes to read through it and then follow the directions – all you need is your willing self and a mirror.

Make an attempt to repeat the exercise several times before Group Therapy Thursday. On the 10th, you will either post (if you run a blog) or comment here (if you don’t own a blog) about your thoughts on the exercise and how it made you feel each time you completed it. What were your thoughts on the science behind self-acceptance? Did it soften your perception of yourself?

In addition to this exercise, Karen is providing one challenge participant a copy of her book titled After (the Before and After).  I bought a copy of this book when it first came out and it really spoke to me on many levels.  I could identify with many parts in Karen’s book – her struggles with weight and ultimately learning how to love herself regardless of what she weighed.  (You can read more about the book on Amazon here.)  All you have to do to enter is either link to, or comment about your thoughts on the Mirror Exercise here on my blog next Thursday. A winner will be chosen at random on Monday, January 14th.

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How’s the Gratitude Jar coming along?  One thing I decided to do was pre-date my slips of paper.  I’m so used to keeping a dated journal that I kind of miss not having that frame of reference handy. Other than that, I’m finding it very a very rewarding task so far and hope you are, too!

Since next week is our first Group Therapy Thursday, you may just continue adding to your Gratitude Jar and work on your Mirror Exercise, and we’ll meet up here next week to give updates on how things are going for everyone.  If you do decide to write a post or would like to comment here, please feel free (and bloggers, please link back from here so other participants can visit your blog).

Thanks everyone, and have a great day!

~Ellen

Happy Holidays!

My first golden retriever, Abby.  Taken in 1998.

 

I hope you enjoy this holiday season and have a very Merry Christmas!  I’ll be with family tonight and tomorrow, but will be back in a couple of days with a full update on what to expect for our first exercise for January’s HL Challenge.  If you have any questions on the upcoming Hate-Loss Challenge, please read from the tab above my header for basic information. 

 

 

I’ve been holding onto this cartoon for the last couple of years and even though it’s a tad outdated, I thought I’d best post it before it totally misses its window.  

Har-har-har.  I mean, HO_HO_HO!!

 

 

Sending peace and love to you all. 

 

~Ellen

What I don’t want for Christmas

Hey, all!  it is time once again for our Third Annual ‘What I DON’T want for Christmas post.  I didn’t think I’d be able to top the handerpants from last year – you remember those, right?  underwear for your hands?  Well, I’ll just let you be the judge. 

Before I begin, I have to tell you that these yearly posts evidently DO serve some purpose (I’m as shocked as you are, trust me).  I actually had one reader tell me that he bought an item from one of my previous lists to give to one of his coworkers.   Want to know what he bought?  The squirrel underpants!  Yep.  I did that.   

Without further ado, let’s get to the goods for our stinking stockings – and as always, remember – these items are actually for sale!  Just click on the links and you’ll be transported to the land of misfit presents.  Are we ready? 

 

Number 5:  For that special man in your life, it’s Stacey – The Original Dashboard Pole Dancer!  A perfect gift if you don’t mind your significant other paying zero attention to the road on which he’s driving. On sale, ladies – for $8.99.

 

 

Number 4:   …..It’s beginning to smell a lot like Christmas – every where you go.  I don’t know about you, but I think I’d prefer the scent of gingerbread.  If you’re looking for something a bit more potent, try the comfort of butt for the small price of $19.99 with Santa’s Farting Butt Travel Pillow  Women obviously love them – I mean, look at how excited this lady is!  Shows how little I know.

Santa's Farting Butt Travel Pillow

 

 

Number 3:  And for the kids, it’s their very own nightmare…er,  I mean teddy bear lamp.  Except that this teddy bear’s head has been decapitated and a lamp shade is jammed in its place.  Maybe the goal of this gift is to break your little one’s habit of needing the nightlight on.  If this doesn’t break that habit, I don’t know what would.  This isn’t a cheap gift, either, at over $100 bucks. 

 

 

Number 2:  Racing Grannies.  These grannies have had a feud going since 1937 and have been trying to outrace each other ever since.  No batteries needed.  Just wind ‘em up and place your bets.

 

 

…and the Number 1 Christmas gift that I do not want this year:

 Bacon flavored frosting.  This little item is really a miracle in a tube. Why?  Because I can guarantee this to be one cake I’d have zero interest in eating.  I’m a creative gal; I could figure out SOME way to use any of the above items if I thought long enough.  But this?  Straight into the garbage.  Cost of being grossed-out:  $5.95.

 

Did anyone receive any crap-tastic gifts last year?  If so, share them in the comments section below Smile

Vacation and Sleep Mode

Sleep has not been my friend lately, so this post is likely to be a little short.  Perhaps a bit incoherent.  Definitely not as riveting as my recent vomit story.   I apologize in advance. 

Much of my sleep disturbance is likely hormone related; however, I have a furry, little 4-legged friend who has been getting me up between 2 and 3 every morning for the past couple of weeks in desperate need to go outside.  Her inner clock has been off since the time change.  

She doesn’t look like the type that would wake her owner in the middle of the night, does she? 

 

A year and a half ago, this little sweetheart was too afraid to allow us to pet her on her backside.  Now, she’s feeling pretty darned comfortable in her forever home.  Somehow though, I must figure out a way to get her to sleep through the night.  Working on that. 

Craig is on vacation this week so I’ve decided to take a break from painting and blogging, however if something magically exciting happens, you’ll be the first to know.  Otherwise, I hope you all have a great week!

XO,

Ellen

Joe Schmo

I’ve not had the experience of running into many celebrities here in Northern Indiana.   Retelling a story about being less than three feet away from an award winning cow at the fair doesn’t garner much attention.  (It’s probably because they think I’m bragging or something, so I just keep quiet about it.)

Actually, it’s probably better that I don’t have many chances of meeting famous people.  I pay so little attention to media these days I probably wouldn’t recognize a celebrity even if their hair extensions hit me across the face.  I’ve clearly stumbled into the Generational Gap Phenomenon.  If I had to pick out celebrities in a lineup, here’s how it would go:

That’s Brad Pitt.  I’d know his sweet cheeks anywhere!  Win!

Hmm. I think I’ve seen that girl before.  Isn’t she the one who cheated on her vampire boyfriend?  Miley Whatshername?    Epic Fail.

And here’s Julia Roberts.  I loved that movie Sleeping with the Enemy.  Did you know that when she was kicked in the movie, the guy who played her husband missed his mark and really kicked her?  I know.  I’m full of 90’s movie trivia.  Win!

Hey! Isn’t that Grandpa from The Waltons? No it isn’t, because I’m pretty sure he died a long time ago. (Just wanted to see if you were still paying attention).

I don’t know if you remember my last celebrity meet-n-greet post.  If you didn’t, click here to read it.  Trust me, it will help you understand why I will not be trying out for any red carpet correspondent jobs any time soon.

Today’s story of my latest celebrity run-in happened when I was boarding a small plane (as in a row of four seats across with a tiny aisle between them) at our local airport.  As I was heading to my seat, a man turned around to come back up the aisle because he needed to talk to the flight attendant.  Now, for those of you who don’t know, I am short – as in 5 feet 2 inches, so I can generally maneuver in and out of spaces pretty easily.  So confident was I in my tiny space that I ducked into an empty pair of seats to let the man pass. Before I go any further, let me just mention one other thing about being short: we tend not to look above our line of sight.  If it’s not right in front of me or lower, chances are it doesn’t exist.  So, I of course did not notice that the ceiling to the plane resembled a triangle: highest in the aisle, and two sharp angles downward along either side.

As I quickly sidestepped to the right, my head hit the side of the plane which sounded like a gong in a monastery.  You could feel and hear the vibration as it rumbled to the back of the plane.  Everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and stared at me, probably waiting to see how long it would take before I knocked myself out cold.

The man two row ahead leaned forward and said, ‘Are you all right?’  Totally embarrassed and completely void of anything witty to say, I quietly replied, ‘Oh, I’m just fine, thanks!’ before looking up to see the man’s face.  It was…..are you ready?  Joe Namath, the football player.  Wow.  I thought.  Joe Namath just asked me if I was all right.  What’s Joe Namath doing in Northern Indiana?  Who cares?  It’s Joe Namath!  Craig is going to get a kick out of this!  I think I’ll call him when we land, if I don’t bleed out by then!

So, I make my way down the aisle and there is a nice man who lets me by so that I can have my window seat.  When we both sit down, we make small talk about where he’s going and where I’m going and where I can find good seafood in Seattle.  Suddenly and out of nowhere, I become Little Miss Know-It-All.  I lean in and say, ‘Hey, did you see Joe Namath back there?’  The man looks at me with a quizzical look on his face, turns around to look at the man and then looks back at me.  “You mean, that guy?” and pointed over his shoulder.

Me:  ‘Yeah, you know – Joe Namath, the football player?’  The man smiled and said, ‘From the New York Jets?  That’s not Joe Namath – That’s Joe Montana, from the San Francisco 49ers.’

‘Oh, yes, of course,’ I laughed.  ‘I was kidding.  That’s who I meant.’

Let’s be honest;  I was lucky to utter the full name of any football player.   Yet, somehow at that moment, I was confident enough to think I could channel the Great Howard Cosell.  Super.  A double embarrassment before the plane even took off.  Go Team Ellen.  Rah-Rah-Rah.

Sigh.

Oh, well.  I’m sure the only thing those passengers remember on that particular flight was that they were eternally grateful to the short woman who didn’t jinx the plane by plowing a giant hole into the ceiling with her big, rock-hard head.  You, passengers, are quite welcome.

If you’re in the need for more celebrity run-ins, head on over to Laura’s blog to see which celebrity she met a few weeks ago while on a plane.  Trust me – her experience was much cooler than mine.   Have you met anyone famous?  Would you be all cool and casual, like ‘they’d better not talk to me because I value my private time’ or would you be all, ‘Yes Mr. Clooney as a matter of fact I DO still have my restraining order so quit your worrying!’

Have a good weekend, everyone.

XO,

~Ellen

Let’s celebrate National Love Your Body Day

It seems like every day is an official day to celebrate something.  Do you celebrate National Donut Day?  (It is on the first Friday of June, by the way). 

How about National Potato Day?

National Vodka Day?

Well, today happens to be a day that all of us should be celebrating.  October 17th is National Love Your Body Day — a day when women of all sizes, colors, ages and abilities come together to celebrate self-acceptance and to promote positive body image.

I encourage you to share one unique, beautiful, positive thing about your body in my comments section below; then celebrate with me by holding that thought close to your heart for the remainder of the day because you, my lovely readers, are the most beautiful people I know. 

I’ll start:

What I love about my body: it is resilient and tough.  It’s shown me that it is able to recover from a major surgery and as long as I take care of it, it will do its best to return the favor.

Who’s next?