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bookmark_borderA life of sadness — nope, not as long as we have meatloaf

Posted on by Christine Elias

The weekend I resisted oysters, pork belly, foie gras and a few other delights including the love of my life, cheese.

I skipped the oysters — while others indulged — because I think I may have developed an intolerance. It was very hard, but I am pretty sure no one saw the tears in my eyes. The thing is: I love oysters. They are one of my favourite foods and the thought of not eating them again fills me with sadness. I debated having just one — how much suffering could one cause? No matter, I was so strong. (I did eat a bunch of the horseradish to placate myself — thankfully no one commented on that rather bizarre behaviour).

And the other things, well, rich foods can spoil an otherwise fun evening with my (hard to ignore) weeping. Sometimes I indulge and I am just fine (except for cheese – that relationship is over for the most part). But other times rich foods are a less delightful experience …and I had a feeling this would’ve been one of those times. My stomach — and other outside voices of reason — were speaking to my brain and I listened.

So what’s the plan? A life of sadness?

Nope, because there is still so much to live for. (And not just food, yo — but today I have food on my mind.)

This weekend there was also one of the things I love most in the world.

MEAT LOAF OF JOY

Yes, meatloaf.

All is well.

bookmark_borderAhem, we exist and need suits, too.

Posted on by Christine Elias

So there’s a pretty big wedding coming up – one of my dearest cousins is getting married to a great guy. The wedding should be a lot of fun and I might even be convinced — if I get tipsy — to do an oro. So I should be excited. And how I love a good Pig Dance! (Note this is not my family, we tend to dance with the pig in a much more animated fashion).

Well, I am excited — but I have nothing to wear. After a good month of shopping, I think I will have to resort to my standby suit. I don’t like this suit…look how unhappy I look in it!

Really, it’s not me. Plus pantyhose. Ugh. And that blouse makes me unhappy, not to mention the (yes, shiny) shoes pinch. Just thinking about wearing this fills me with dread.

Here is just one example of my fruitless search for an outfit that I actually might enjoy wearing.

After much looking, I found  this suit  and thought it would work very well. Plus, I could wear it with my blue shoes of happiness!

And look, it comes in my size! Hm, this is regular — I am not tall and this would probably be too long in the length and the sleeves. But look, they carry petites, too!

(Clicking to a new page with delight and anticipation...)

….and f*ck….it only goes to 14.

I am not really a plus size, but I have — ahem — some trouble with finding nice jackets that fit around my well — upper section

I can’t give up. I want to look nice for this wedding. I still have a few months…but I am not optimistic. Not at all.

Any suggestions? I also saw this and it might fit, but it looks a bit too short for me.