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Apparently, I Look Like A Lesbian Ex-Con

Posted on January 29th, 2009 in Budge That Pudge, Life List

Good fortune must be the theme of 2009, as I’ve found myself luckier and happier every day since the new year began.  I feel more energetic than I have in ages, and everything seems to be working out just as it should.

Today I had my first ever set of passport photos taken.  It happened to be that I had a hair appointment in the morning, before which I discovered that I’d misplaced my debit card.  Fortunately I was still able to pay my stylist, and then I scooted over to my bank to get a replacement card.  While I was there I decided that I might as well have my passport pictures taken at the studio upstairs from my bank, especially since my freshly cut and styled hair was looking particularly marvelous.  The photos turned out great, even though I look oh-so-serious in them.  Shame they don’t let you smile at all.  Upon examining the pictures afterwards, I was delighted to realize that I’m looking much thinner in the face.  V told me that she noticed, and of course I look at myself every day, but it’s never quite the same as seeing a photo you know?

Anyway, I’m sending in a passport application ASAP, because The Infamous V and I are GOING TO VEGAS!!!  A few of her friends are planning a trip at the end of March, and she has invited me along for the party.  I’ve never been to Las Vegas before, but Jack has and I’ve heard nothing but fantastic stuff about it.

We haven’t booked our hotel yet, but now that I’m going for certain, we’re going to shop around for a good deal.  I’d absolutely love to stay somewhere really swanky, like Trump Hotel, but it depends on the rest of the group and what we can afford.  This is also excellent motivation to work my ass off during the next two months in preparation for buying cute outfits and possibly some new swimwear.

Speaking of which.

V and I are counting down the days to our month-long raw foods adventure.  Tomorrow night we plan to go out to a local pub for beer, wings, steak, and any other forbidden food that strikes our fancy.  We do not intend to go totally wild, but I would like to savor some dead animal before 28 days without.

We’re actually quite excited.  I bought us a juicer, and we’ve been drinking detoxifying beet juice beverages in the mornings, which has the exciting side effect of turning my pee a lovely shade of tomato, and don’t even get me started on what the other thing looks like.

I’ve also purchased a couple of recipe books, and we’re making a trip to Whole Foods Market on Saturday, to purchase necessary supplies and sundries.  It’s not all fruits and vegetables, as Whole Foods also carries raw crackers and cheeses, which saves V from having to drive into America to purchase raw milk, and then smuggling it back into Canada so that we could make cheese ourselves. 

Yes, we were actually going to do that, because we are insane.

The raw foods preparations and plenty of exercise has been the primary focus of January.  I’ve already lost a dress size, and even though I haven’t weighed in, I’m certain the body fat is beginning to make it’s reluctant departure.  I’ve maintained a regiment of no less than five workouts per week, which I intend to continue, probably for the rest of my life, since it’s becoming something I need to do.  I look forward to my workouts, and I savor them as time to be alone with myself, even when V is with me.  We generally don’t chat too much while we exercise, as we are both focused on what we are doing, and we get plenty of social time as it is.

I plan to share much of my raw foods experience here, and write more often about struggling with body acceptance and changing the way I live to support a longer and healthier existence.  At the very least, it’s lovely to have a record of where I began, so as to measure how far I’ve come.