Friday, November 7, 2008


It's been a good week indeed. Most of the people I voted for actually won; including president, congressional rep. (my boy, Jay Inslee with 69%!), governor, and superintendent of public instruction. The superintendent of public instruction is the only one my husband and I actually agreed on and we're really happy about that one, bub bye Terry Bergeson. DING, DONG the WASAL test is DEAD! What rubbish that was and cost a freaking ridiculous load of taxpayer money to administer.

I got to spend time with my brother for the first since he moved to Florida over a year ago. He's a good guy and it was great to spend some time with him. The pushy, cleanse lady from the rec. center was suspiciously absent the five days I went swimming. I'm even daring to hope she embarrassed herself and now feels too uncomfortable to face me. That would be really perfect justice in my opinion and hopefully would keep her from approaching a fat person less confident than myself.

Thursday, November 6, 2008


All I can do is shake my head at this.

At least times have changed

I have to say when I clicked on the link to this article, Four Body Types: How to Dress, I was pleasantly surprised to see that both plus sized and boyish figures were included. I think we're the two types that much of the fashion industry simply still ignores. How they can continue to ignore over 50% of the female population and stay in business is still beyond me. At least many retail stores seem to finally be getting with the program, if still somewhat too slowly for my liking.

I remember shopping with my mother with I was young, she wore a size 12 or 14 back in the 70's and 80's, so more like a modern 10. She had a terrible time finding anything decent to wear. Most of her options included mu mus and hideous housecoats. I recall one time when she was in tears trying to find something nice to wear to a special occasion. Now in her seventies and about a 1x she hoards clothes to an almost alarming extent. I think it has much to do with growing up poor during the Great Depression but I also think her almost desperate experiences in dressing rooms thirty years ago still haunt her.

While I didn't agree with all of the assertions for plus sized shapes in the Four Body Types article I'm at least encouraged to see us acknowledged for a change.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Partisan Homefront

Every four years at my house there is far less than normal peace to be had between my husband and I. When we first met almost 21 years ago our first conversation ever resulted in a heated political disagreement, little has changed in the years since. Thankfully politics are the only thing we generally disagree with each other on. Yet every four years it can be brutal. This time we have both an Obama and a McCain bumper sticker on our minivan.

This last weekend we found ourselves hanging out on my sister's sofa reading this Reader's Digest article together. While discussing it we actually found some common ground and understanding. Some of the ideas have real merit and some are rubbish, like number 8: Measure Results and Make Them Public.

The group sets standards of care for 14 conditions, and the onus is on doctors
to counsel, motivate, and even push their patients to get with the program. The
organization gathers outcome data and posts the percentage of patients at each
clinic who meet all the standards for a particular condition on

Since my husband is naturally slender he didn't immediately see the major flaw with this until I pointed it out. Doctors would shame, bully, etc. fat patients (or other "problem" patients) into complying or find a way to push them out of their practice to make their stats look better. We also jointly found some merit with some of the other ideas. It was so pleasant to find some bipartisan peace on something, especially with a subject that is one of our biggest hot topics.

I so look forward to the end of the election season tomorrow and restoration of usual harmony for a while. Well that and taking that blasted McCain sticker off my ride!