In which I talk sense into myself.

Dear Self,

Feeling vaguely guilty for eating some broccoli and carrots with dip, because you’re going to make some soup later and you really don’t “need” food now and later? Fail.

Feeling vaguely guilty for eating at all because you’re home sick and you should be subsisting on orange juice and chicken broth so as to “take advantage” of the illness and maybe lose a pound or two? Epic fail.

Now enjoy your fucking healthy snack. Have some extra dip for me.

Love,

Me.

Giving your body what it needs…

… sometimes means taking a day off, napping, drinking orange juice, tea, chicken broth and water, eating crackers and Kraft Dinner, and not worrying about caloric intake or nutritional value.

I’m just sayin’. Health at Every Size and Health at Every Stage of Health, right?

Twilight review: addendum.

I forgot to include the size-positive stuff that came to mind as I watched Twilight. It’s just a couple of little things I noticed: I mean, all the major characters are super-slender, of course. But the actor who plays Bella’s friend Jessica is a bit on the short side and slighty curvy. I noticed it first as she stood next to Bella and her arm was clearly thicker than Bella’s. Then Jessica’s body was actually played up in a later scene as she and Angela tried on prom dresses. Jessica deliberately looked for a dress that would show off her chest, and while I know it plays up the whole “a few extra pounds are fine as long as you’re curvy in the right places thing,” I still found it refreshing to see a non-size-zero (she was maybe a 6, tops ) teenager loving her body onscreen.

The prom scene was good, too. It was subtle, but I did notice differing shapes and sizes of students as the camera followed Bella and Edward through the room. There was at least one noticeably plump girl. It make me smile.

Twilight: a quick review.

I saw Twilight last night, and yes, I loved it. No spoilers appear in this review.

I read all four books in a ten-day marathon when I had my wisdom teeth out at the end of August. I absolutely love the books! I was surprised I enjoyed them so much, because, y’know – vampire love story? Seriously? But it’s always about well-written characters I come to care about, and I definitely came to love the characters in these books.

So the movie was great. It wasn’t the same as the book, of course. There’s so much editing that has to be done just to condense a book into two hours of viewing time that lots of details have to be eliminated, and I understand that. For the most part, I was fine with the edits, except that I felt the director minimized Jacob’s role far too much. He becomes more important in future books than he is in Twilight, but I think he’s important enough to deserve a more prominent role than he was given. My only other complaint is that Bella and Edward seem to fall in love too quickly with not enough reasoning except for extreme mutual attraction and a sense of fate and inevitability. That’s how the book portrays it, too, except that it’s done more slowly, with more interaction and actual process of falling in love.

The casting is perfect. Spot-on. Bella’s mother, Renee, is exactly as I pictured her. I was a little thrown by how they portrayed Eric, but it was cute. My favourite casting choices are Bella, Alice and James. Bella is the perfect mix of dry wit and fearlessness, Alice is perfectly pixie, and the actor playing James is amazing: evil, sadistic, terrifying.

I was prepared to be disappointed, but I was not.

Psst: your privilege is showing.

So I’m browsing through the Friday sales posts on Fatshionista, where I’ve found some awesome clothing bargains. I’m finding myself getting annoyed that, although sales items can start at size 12 (US) / Large, there are comparatively few 12s posted, which means most of what I browse isn’t my size.

Hold. On. A. Minute.

This is thin privilege. No, I am not what the mainstream would call “thin.” In the ’sphere, folks of my size are generally referred to as “in-betweenies.” However, I can go into almost any straight-sized clothing store (excluding the really high-fashion ones) and find clothes in my size. If I search hard enough, I can find clearance sales on clothes in my size. I don’t need Fatshionista the way someone who is a size 22 or 28 or 32 might need it.

I must remember this the next time I feel slighted because there are slim (heh) pickings for me there. I’m lucky they include my size, which is not a plus size, at all. I need to remember that as someone a size or two below the line between straight and plus sizes, I have a world of options open to me and that no one needs to take my convenience under consideration when constructing a plus-sized fashion community.

Fuck.

That is all.

Another cop-out entry.

I suck at writing significant entries when I have other things to do. I have so much respect for people who blog daily about real stuff!

Back from concert!

And I will write something thoughful tomorrow. Honest.

Going to a concert!

Going to see one of my favourite bands, Great Big Sea, in concert tonight. It’s in another city, so I’m leaving now and staying overnight.

Byeeee.

Still tired.

This weekend was fantastic, but I’m still not getting enough sleep to recover from the second draft of my paper.

I am aware I’ve strayed completely off-topic during NaMoBloPo, and I promise to start fixing that.