A Dumbbell In A Home Gym

Happy Holidays.

Might as well make it official: I'm taking the rest of the year off from blogging. (Since I've only been updating about once a week anyhow, it's not like this is going to leave a glaring hole in the blog or anything. More than anything, I'm just giving myself permission to not feel guilty about my lack of updates for the next several days.)

This has been a wretched Christmas season thus far and I just don't have that much to write about without turning the blog into a big fat moanfest.

I will be back in the beginning of 2008, and I will bring with me a renewed focus on my goals. I've realized in the latter half of this year that while maintenance is okay, I really wasn't quite done with my weight loss yet. I know it's rather trite of me to be making new weight loss decisions for the new year, but heck. That's how it all started for me almost three years ago.

Anyhow, I hope everyone's enjoying the holidays. Thanks to everyone who reads and posts here. See you next year!

A Cut Above.

Last week was not a banner week. I don't want to go into details right now, but it's been miserable. Aside from Friday, when I walked all over DC (more on that in a bit), I haven't done any exercise to speak of; I've been so emotionally wrung out that I just didn't have it in me. "Fortunately", I've not had much of an appetite, so at least I'm not coupling the laziness with lots of stress eating. I suppose that's something.

On Friday, though, I gave myself a bit of a break; my birthday is on Monday and as an early treat, I did something I've been wanting to do for quite a while. The rest of this entry is rated EG for Extra Girly, so I'll put it behind a cut.

Party Girl 2007.

Hi, all. Long time no update. Sorry about that; I just haven't had much to write about.

I realized that I haven't posted any entries about frenzied hunts for the perfect outfit for our company Christmas party, as I did in 2006 and 2005. That's because I pretty much knew what I was going to wear; I wore the same dress I wore to the family wedding back in October. Have a pic:

I cranked the contrast on the picture way up so you could see the dress; standing in a black dress against a dark Christmas tree made me look like a floating disembodied head and arms in the original photo. (We hadn't gotten around to decorating our tree yet; we did it the next morning after my hangover wore off.) This time, it was more than cold enough out for me to get away with the wrap I couldn't wear in the steamy South.

The party was on Saturday night. This kicks off a whole month of partying and celebration; my birthday is a week away and I've already given myself a four-day weekend as a present (and have three of those days booked with fun activities). I want to make the last year of my 30s memorable.