Friday, November 7, 2014

"Congratulations…?? For what…?"

As my sweet Bearded Wonder is celebrating the week before my birthday, "counting down" if you will, we went to National Harbor since it's kind of "our spot". We had our first date there, he considered proposing there, we've had swing dance events there… It's been a pretty special place in our lives together.

So imagine my surprise when some random stranger almost managed to completely ruin our date night tonight.

We walked into this cute gourmet kitchen store that had food samples, kitschy dishes, fancy jams, etc. One sales associate was at the front of the store and greeted us, and we went about sampling the various spreads, oohing and ahhing over the different flavors.

We meandered up front, and the bright-haired girl looks at us with doe eyes and says "Congratulaaations!"

She had "aww there's a baby" face. I knew what the "congratulations" meant, but we both responded with "…For what??"

Her doe eyes oblivious, she responded with "You're having a baaaby!". 

Uh.



Who? Us? Us who are super not pregnant and not intending to be pregnant for quite some time?


"OH! NO. No. No no no. I just like to eat a lot of food <insert awkward belly rub here>."

She mumbled something awkwardly, and I have a vague recollection of saying "Do I look pregnant??", but I tried to keep my calm and just walked away to some random display of stuff. My heart was crushed. My self-esteem was deflated. The 7 pounds I've lost in the last few weeks felt like a heavy weight lodged in my stomach.

She tried to ask us a question a few minutes later about living in the area, and as the blood was still rushing to my ears, I kept walking and ignored her. Mature? Meh. But for goodness sake, there is a code amongst women to never say something about pregnancy unless she is crowning.


We made friends with some girls at a tea shop, and when I told them the story, one said "THAT'S AGAINST THE WOMAN CODE!"

See? Total stranger. She gets it. (Granted we're now besties. She gave us free tea that's changed my life.)

You can guess which one is me and which is The Offender.
Well, I cried a little on the sidewalk, I won't lie. Beardy was really sweet and understanding and shook his fist in faux-rage in the direction of the store we had been in. He prayed with me while I cried, which meant a lot.

We walked around Charming Charlie (which is full of mirrors), and I found myself checking out my winter geared self (it was cold!). I didn't look pregnant. I'm still not a small girl, but I do not look pregnant. I will say, dancing around with new friends and my husband in the tea store gave me the boost I needed, and here we are.

Emotionally, I'm somewhere in here:




So that's that. My pride's still a little sore, but nothing some of our tasty new Toasted Almond tea and snuggles with my hubby and pup can't cure. 

xo
A Redhead

Monday, November 3, 2014

Of protein shakes and cupcakes

I've had a realization the last couple of weeks or so.

I hate TurboFire.

Not like in a "Bleehhh I don't want to work out" kind of way.

Oooo girl, check out that five head. Bangs can't hide that! 
But more in a "GYAH THIS IS SO OBNOXIOUS I CAN'T TAKE HER SERIOUSLY WHEN SHE'S NOT SWEATING!!!" kind of way.


We started one of the DVDs tonight, and I swear we did the same stupid sequence for a solid 4 minutes. 4 minutes.


So we switched to the Tone 30 DVD, and while I still don't understand how the instructor had a perfectly teased blowout and didn't seem to sweat, I hated it substantially less. We used resistance bands  and sweated like fools. I grunted. I yelled. She said "No frowning, you should be smiling!" and I yelled "I WILL NEVER SMILE!" My arms are trembling. My glutes are on fire. FIRE.

Suffice to say, we made it through the workout. I think this is just a ridiculous thing where I'm going to need to be overdramatic and fake-cranky to get through it.


On the plus-side, we had some deeelish protein smoothies when we were done. They almost make it worth it. Almost.

So my birthday's coming up in a week from tomorrow (heeyyyy 11/11!), and the Bearded Wonder and I have decided to do cupcakes for my birthday for the sake of portion control. Really I'd be happy with a fruit tart or something, buuuuuut frosting. And it's my birthday. And cupcakes! :D Plus I won a gift card this summer to a bakery in the area, so I have to use that. Y'know, don't want to waste it or anything.


That's about it for me, I think. I've got a zumba date on Wednesday, we're going to try to squeeze in a workout tomorrow night, and I'm trying to be better about working out in general. My food choices have been overall much better. Did I have a sundae the other day? Ok maybe.. But I basically ate from the veggie tray and skipped a cupcake (or 2. or 3. they were teeny tiny) at a birthday party the day before. Win-win??

xo
A Redhead