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too long for twitter #4

I always get nervous before going to see my physician. Probably a side effect of showing up at my ob/gyn’s office with stomach pains and leaving the next day after having emergency laproscopic surgery.


too long for twitter #3

I can always tell how tired I am by whether or not I remember to wash my right arm in the shower. The left gets cleaned, with the soap in my right hand, and if I’m particularly worn out, I forget to switch soap hands and do the other arm.


too long for twitter #2

Not only am I getting e-mail forwards sent to someone with the same name as me (correct your address already!), but I’ve discovered their family is pretty much the spectral opposite of my personal beliefs on… everything.


did I fall asleep?

I think two months is a new non-posting record, or close to it. I still haven’t reached the months-long stretches that Jason does with his non-posting (although - spoiler alert - he’s moving to a new host and plans to blog more often!), but it’s still impressive. And I could tell you about how we went to Austin for a week for SXSWi and how I have the most AWESOME cousins-in-law ever and how we’ve been really, really busy and we celebrated being married five years without causing bodily harm and what not, but all that pales to my big news:

I’m getting hypnotized, y’all!

After visiting with my dietician early this week (her name is Dr. Chao, but I always mis-type it Dr. Chow, because it fits) and talking about my total lack of impulse control when a heaping plate of enchiladas or bowl of ice cream is in front of me, she suggested I stop by Bridges for a hypnotherapy session or two. I have no trouble controlling what I eat when I can focus all my energy on planning meals and buying snacks and everything, but when I’m busy and my focus is divided, my eating “habits” fall away (can they really be habits if they’re not habitual?). So hopefully the hypnotherapist can work some mind mojo on me and help me unconsciously make better choices.

And, it occurred to me - what if Dr. Brain can also finesse my whole “If it grew in the ground, it stays on the plate” issues? Being healthier would definitely be easier if almost an entire food group wasn’t excluded from my diet (ask me to eat some peas sometime and I’ll show you how quickly I can vomit). But if my food-aversion problems are truly all mental, wouldn’t someone whose whole field of study is devoted to mucking in the mental be able to help solve them? Fingers crossed, friends.


too long for twitter #1

Salsa manufacturers: make your containers with wide mouths. The dip guys figured it out ages ago - some of us like to eat directly from the container.


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