Sunday, February 12, 2006

Oh Crap, I need Formal Wear!

Around 2PM this afternoon, my hubby told me he needed to get a new tux this week because his old one is a little tight.

"A new tux? What do you need a new tux for?" I asked.

He replied, "You didn't forget that we have the Addie awards in two weeks did you?"

"Of course not," I replied. I was simply engaging my selective memory, I silently added. You see, since getting married last May, I have gained 35 pounds. Yowser! So, to say the least, my wardrobe is down to bare bones. Mainly because I refuse to purchase clothes which fit me at this size. Of course my doctor, who has been very sweet about his unhappiness with me, refuses to allow me to accept my weight either.

You see, my father had a massive heart attack in 1997 he survived, but never fully recovered. Two years later he died due to complications related to his heart attack. When he got sick he was an athletic 5'11" and 150 pounds. Add that to the diabetes rash in my family and I have numerous reasons to really work on my eating and exercise.

However, the LAST thing I want to do when I'm already unhappy with my body is stuff it into formal wear. Argh!

I spent the afternoon running around with a good friend, searching for something to wear. We found a great pair of flowy black formal pants. I'm thinking of pairing it with a simple top and nice flashy jacket. It's not a gown, but it's dressy at least. Last year's awards were great, I wore a long formal gown that fit perfect and I felt great. My goal: get back into that damn dress!

Hard to burn many calories sitting in front of my blooming computer. Hard to write a book bouncing along on a tread mill.

I guess this is a reality check. Time to get with the program. Which means I have nightly time with the treadmill and no more fried food. Do you know how hard it is to live in the south and NOT eat fried food? We fry everything. You name it, we fry it! Ever had a fried pickle? They're yummy, trust me. Overall, I could be doing worse. I used to be a lot larger. Five years ago I lost 60 pounds. At least I haven't gained them all back. But I better do something or else I will!


Oh yeah, and for those of you who have read this post with the question, "What the heck is the Addies," running through your head: Hubby is a graphic designer. Every year, the Advertising Federation gives out all sorts of awards for creativity and advertising. He's up for some awards. So I'm glad to go and support him.

At least black is considered a formal color. It's always dark at the ceremony and with black on, maybe I'll just disappear into the background!



Nicole Reising said...

Oh sweetheart... don't you dare disapear into the background! I wish that I had some great words of wisdom or comfort... I've been where you are so many times, I can't count. And none of them have I approached with such graceful aplumb. I sulk. I balk. I refuse to go. I do a whole host of things that are quite disparaging to my character and that I dislike immensiy to admit to. So as you can see just the fact that you've gone out and purchased clothes, are smiling about it and overall don't sound 'bitchy' about it... far exceeds any reaction that I've ever had.

I'm proud of you!!!!

Tell your hubby great job too. :-)

Have fun! Cole

April said...

Thanks Cole :-). I don't feel "helpless" so I guess that helps. I know what to do and I know I can do it. It's just doing it. Argh. But I am and I promise not to be complaining about weight issues all of the time! :-)


Sela Carsen said...

Yay for your dh! And yay for you for finding something to wear. I have evening gowns I need to get back into as well -- esp for RWA! But if I start working on it right now, then I won't be panicking at the end of June when there's less than a month to go and still 15 lbs to lose. You know. Like I did last year. ;)

April said...

LOL, Sela! Good luck!