The Fat Man

I don’t normally write letters to Santa. Just so you know.

Dear Santa:

How are you and the elves? I hope everything is well with you and Mrs. Claus – y’all have a lot on your plate, covering for all of the parents who are out of work and trying to make everyone’s wishes come true. I am doing my part down here in Bellingham, but the need is pretty great.

So let me talk about what I want, since I’m a recovering selfish-a-holic.

I know I don’t fall on your gift list anymore (after the last year, I would probably be Sharpie-ed onto the naughty list) but I thought I’d write you just in case your elves are listening.

Last year, I asked for things to make me beautiful. I thought that maybe if I felt like I was pretty, that I would be pretty inside too and more satisfied with myself. I thought maybe if I was pretty on the outside, that people would ignore the fact that I was ugly on the inside and would be my friend.

Totally didn’t work. I should have asked for self help books.

This year I’m a little different. This year I worked on the inside. I went through a pretty traumatic breakup (which I am actually glad for – was exactly the slap in the face I needed to realize I was a selfish dicknozzle) and I had to do a lot of reflection.

So this year, I would like something a little different. In no particular order, here is my WILDEST DREAMS Christmas List:

  1. A set of exercise bands. I’ve been using these ridiculous rubberband-like things with my p90x training, and I’m kind of tired of them snapping back at me. The handles on those have pads and are adjustable! Plus, they would be easier to store than a big set of weights, and I wouldn’t have to worry as much about Chuck.
  2. A chin up bar. Again with the p90x, but I don’t think I’m getting the same type of workout. Not as deep, not as hardcore. I’m tired of being jealous of that tiny German Potato Soup lady on the Chest & Back disc….
  3. A FitBit. I have been trying to save enough money to buy one, and then the radiator went out. And then I had to move. And then and then and then. (I would love an Aria scale too. If you’re feeling generous.)
  4. Anything Le Creuset. Don’t care what color. Would die for a French oven. Maybe not DIE, but I’d trade all my yarn for it. It’s a lot of yarn. Mrs. Claus could knit socks for all of your elves.
  5. New tennis shoes. I don’t think “tennis shoes” is the right term, but “running shoes” isn’t either. THESE SHOES. I’ve been doing most of my workouts barefoot, and the rest in raggedy running shoes. More support, more traction and more stylish :)
  6. Anything from lululemon. Mostly this or this.

See? Just exercise-y stuff. (And a pot.) I want to stay on this track. I want to be healthy and I want to be strong. I’ve been making do with what I have, but I would love to take it to the next level.

But I’ll be OK with coal :)

xoxox,

Mia

 

PS – none of those are affiliate links or anything. I make no money nor was I given any of these products for free.

Also, if you want to buy me a present, TurboFire is on crazy awesome sale right now…. (and no, that’s not my store. It’s my friend’s.)

House Full of Turkeys

From our lil family to yours, we hope you have a very very happy turkey day, no matter if you celebrate or not.

And I am thankful for all of you who stop by and send emails and hit up the Facebook and chat on Twitter and the Instagram.

You make my life a little brighter every day.

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And yes, that’s a turkey hat. You’re welcome.

I Am Not Going Anywhere

Just in case you forgot what I look like.

It’s been a while since I last posted, I know.

I’m really not sorry that I stayed away.

I’ve been repairing things that were broken, both literally and figuratively. I’ve been hauling about 18 car loads (not exaggerating) to the dump, the consignment store, Goodwill and other various places to get rid of them. I have offloaded a lot of things in my life during my absence from the blog.

I was panicking one day, about a month ago. I had a bunch of posts I wanted to write for the blog and I had no words to write them. I sobbed. Over the blog. Over disappointing the Internet.

My friend put her hand on my shoulder and said “honey, they probably won’t miss you. It’s harsh, but there’s a lot going on to distract them. Fix you, then go back. They’ll appreciate a logical post rather than a sobby sadsack one.”

I don’t know how right she is (nothing is more popular than a train wreck, honestly) but I couldn’t broadcast my pain on the internet. It was too personal, too painful, too close to that center of my being that only certain people get to see.

And as much as I love you guys, I can’t just put it all out there. Has to be SOME mystery to my life :)

So I’m back, just please be patient. I’m still trying to figure out which way my life is telling me to go.

There will still be some food posts, and still be some Chuck and Boy Wonder posts, and will still be some weight loss posts. Because this is my blog, and that is what I like to write about.

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Ring Ring

I have very little excitement happening lately. And I’m ok with that.

I’ve been job hunting like Elmer Fudd hunting wascawwy wabbits, only without the cool hat and the shotgun.

So, in no particular order, here are an assortment of random things that have been on my mind lately. In other words, I’m sorta phoning it in.

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1. Chuck learned how to give people a thumbs up. She does it with the same face and the same head tilt every single time and I hope she never stops doing that and omg she is two and I am freaking out.

2. Boy Wonder is now officially smarter than me. He brought me his math homework today to check and I thought maybe he was fooling me because it looked like made up numbers. It was not made up numbers. He spent 45 minutes explaining it to me. I still don’t get it, but he understands a whole lot more.

3. Boy Wonder is also in his school’s spelling bee finals, which we have been quizzing him on. In the 4th grade, I made it to the finals too. Only I missed the word “stretch”. I spelled it STRECTH. I still misspell it that way.

4. I tend to hold onto the oddest of things for a looooooooooong time for some reason.

5. Found my old blog the other day. I’ve been at this since 2005. I also had a really bad time at some of my old jobs. Whoa.

It is 12:30 on a Friday morning. I’m in bed with four canning books, but no sheets because I forgot to put them in the dryer until just now.

I’m a bit off.