I admit it. I’m plus sized.
I workout daily, I have a trainer, I lift weights. I do crunches every day, I walk 6-10 miles at work every day. But, I’m still plus sized. I’ve mostly accepted it.
Until recently. Maybe you’ve even heard comments like these –
Maybe a little makeup, dear. It’ll make your cheekbones pop and you’ll look thinner.
If you wore vertical stripes….
Black always makes you look thinner…
People always have wonderful advice. And there’s been studies (by really official people!) on how wearing the right fitting clothes makes you look wonderful. And it’s true…read this article from Grasping for Objectivity – you won’t believe what a nice fitting pair of jeans will do for your butt! I mean seriously? Go look. You’re in for a shock.
I admit my general wardrobe leaves a lot to be desired. Men’s XL t-shirts and jeans. Tennies. I’ll also admit when I’m at work, I sometimes literally RUN and need to have a certain style of clothing that I can wear that won’t drape in people’s spaghetti, will hide the strawberry daquiri stains and won’t show sweat. Those are my basic requirements.
But is it enough? Probably not.
To that end, I’ve been working with some outfits on polyvore. I even purchased some of these outfits. But, have you ever noticed things always look better on the model than on you? Yeah. Same here.
However, since my only creative energy for the past few months has been trying to design outfits for a plus size (and wide footed) woman, here’s what I’ve been working on – some casual outfits that might actually work not only for my body, but for my reluctant-to-be-fashionable brain.
So like, nothing too out of line right? Still basically t-shirts and jeans. Personally I wouldn’t wear the flip flops, but hey, they matched the outfit! I’d still wear …you guessed it….tennies.
I’ve also brought the fashion up a notch – for when we dress up on the weekends, yet still not overtaxing my oh-my-god-it-has-sequins! phobia brain.
Whew. Some of those shoes? Not happening. Oh, and I never carry a purse either. Never.
However, just in case you’re wondering what I wear around the house? =)
Yeah, I might be plus sized but sometimes the fashion gene is just built in right? =)
December, 2011. The month my story-telling brain left me.
Oh, you’re saying, don’t be so dramatic, Carrie. You’d be partially right. I’m a bit of a drama queen, but not about this.
At first, I thought it’s temporary. It’ll come back. How can it not, after all, it’s my BRAIN we’re talking about here! I didn’t really worry about it until the middle of January. After all, the holidays were keeping me zinging about, work was overflowing, I simply didn’t have the time to write. Didn’t matter I couldn’t actually THINK of a storyline, or even a character, because I was busy. BUSY BUSY BUSY. Yes, all with capitals.
Then came February. I had many things still on my plate, and a lovely class with the wondrous Laurie Schnebly, and for awhile I thought yay! I’m out of my funk! But no, I really wasn’t. The story idea I used for her class is one I’ve had for two years. She helped me refine it, helped me make it into an awesome story outline, and then when class was over? poof. gone.
Well, that’s awkward, I thought. I must be trying too hard. And since my 50th birthday was on the horizon, I put it behind me. Until my lovely friend and mentor Sandi reminded me – “Didn’t you say you wanted to be published by your 50th birthday?”
And I did. That’s been my goal for the past 3 years. But try as I might, every time I brought out my story, ANY of my stories, my mind rebelled. Didn’t you forget to brush your teeth? it said. Did you remember to update so-and-so’s website? it murmured. The brain is an insistent thing – it needles and cajoles and pecks away at you until you’ve forgotten why you opened that document in the first place and next thing you know, you’re making rice krispie bars and cutting out paper snowflakes.
I’d even quit making jewelry.
Next thing you know it’s June. How did that happen? I was suddenly 50 and 1/4. Even blogging had become a challenge. An editor requested a synopsis and I thought here we go! We’re off and running! I opened my manuscript and changed one word. One. I kept the document open for 3 days, then finally closed it again. My mind was a perfect blank. I tried to force a story in there. I had the perfect opening line. I opened a fresh new document, wrote three paragraphs and then…nothing. No story. No thought of a story.
This was a heart breaker for me. For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a very vivid imagination. Wild dreams, even wilder day dreams. Brazilian toads bigger than a dinner plate, vampires, Vikings storming through my clothes closet. A simple drive to work could result in almost an entire story being plotted out in 20 minutes. But I’d literally gone dark. The Vikings had left with the toads, vampires had disappeared into the mists. My drive to work was 20 minutes of classic 70′s rock and me belting out the words to Smokin’ in the Boys Room.
Even my reading habits disappeared. Every night for as long as I can remember, I’ve read myself to sleep. EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT. Now suddenly I watched movies. I read magazines. I had to force myself to read more than a few pages before bed.
What was happening to me???
I still don’t know. But, in sheer desperation, this past week I started listening to the old RWA workshops again while in my car. And one day, while driving to work and not expecting it, a tiny germ of an idea popped into my head. It was gone as quick as it had come, and I almost didn’t recognize it for what it was, but another popped up. What if . . . instead of him being on the boat because of an embezzler he was her personal body guard. (yes, I realize this makes no sense to you NOW, but when the book comes out, you’ll see where that came from!) what if . . . they were on board with their SO’s and it turns out the SO’s were having an affair – with each other! Okay, not the deepest of ideas, but at this point, I’d take anything!
I’m hoping hoping hoping that this is a turn in the tide and means the synapses are firing in my brain again. Hopefully the connections up there aren’t too rusted out!
I’m taking an online class next week, I’ve got 5 CD’s lined up to listen in to while driving.
It’s time to get back to writing.
I’ve been planning these Rice Krispie treats for weeks. I bought the throw-away pans, rice krispies and marshmallows all in separate trips to the store. The cake batter and sprinkles on another trip.
Why the secrecy?
I didn’t want anyone putting together what I was making! Trust me, when you’re friends with the cashiers at the store? They ask. Since I’ve been regaling them with stories of my latest workouts and sore sore sore muscles, if they knew I were making Rice Krispie treats? Oh, the scorn.
So – here we go. I’ve found several versions of this on Pinterest, but here’s my take on it.
Assemble the ingredients.
1 box Rice Krispies
3 Tbsp butter (not pictured – the cats LOVE butter!)
1 pkg mini marshmallows
1/3 c yellow cake mix – dry
SPRINKLES!!! LOTS AND LOTS OF SPRINKLES!!!
So, I tossed the butter in the pan, and melted it.
Turns out I had the heat on a little high, and actually carmelized the stuff, so I tossed it out and remelted. ON LOW HEAT. sigh
Next I added in the bag of marshmallows and began the stirring process.
Everyone knows this is when things get a little hairy. You can’t take a bathroom break, you certainly can’t go check your email! Stay put, and watch and stir.
Little by little, I added in the cake batter. At this point, the batter is fairly unattractively colored. Stick with it, it’s going to get better!
Now comes the adding of the Rice Krispies and the Snap Crackle Pop. Listen….just listen……=) Doesn’t it just make you smile? Admit it, you singed the little song too.
Snap, Crackle Pop! Rice Krispies!
Ok, now quit your singing and get to stirring. Focus! Oh, and don’t forget to turn off the heat!
Now we get to add the sprinkles. Yay! It says in the recipe to add 2-3 Tbsp, but I’ve never been one to follow modern conventions. Go ahead and add 5. Maybe even 6. Go crazy.
Turn your batter out into a buttered pan. Grab the stick of butter, smear it all over your hands, and pat the Krispies in nice and tight. Add more sprinkles on top, pat them down, and let the whole thing cool.
Do they taste different from regular Rice Krispie bars? Umm..not so much. I mean there’s a slight flavor of cake batter there, or maybe it’s the abundance of sprinkles that alters the taste. Next time I’ll double the amount of cake mix, maybe add a splash of vanilla or almond. Overall rating? I’ll give it a 7.5.
Maybe I’ll bring a few of these to my trainer tomorrow. She might forget to make me do tricep curls! =)
Just for a little extra fun – here’s a Rice Krispies commercial from 1939. Enjoy!