What’s going on everyone? I didn’t eat anything all that exciting today, but I did have a rather filling dinner.

In an Ezekiel Tortilla Wrap too filled to close I enjoyed 2 Dr. Praeger Veggie Burgers on top of Roasted Garlic Hummus, Spinach and BBQ Sauce.

Eating 2 is something Mark usually does, but hey, I was really hungry. And then I had the rest of these almonds.

Why did I have such a hearty appetite? Probably my yoga + marathon shopping trip today. I swear I cannot remember the last time I bought a non-athletic oriented article of clothing without using a gift card… Still thinking … I think it was last fall when I bought a T-shirt and butterfly patterned button down at Old Navy. Anyway, I wanted to get a little sundress to wear to my sister in law’s baby shower.

And just how was that shopping trip? Well if you are my Twitter friend you probably know because mid-trip I pondered why all dresses make me look pregnant. Does anyone know why this is a popular style? Please tell me because I do not get it.  This is not a good look for short people with hips and boobs.  Are there any people really into fashion who can assure me that this horrific trend is almost over?

Now I will be honest. In the past, a day filled with dress after horrible dress would have seriously put a damper on my mood. I would have cursed my boobs, hips and mom for giving me them. When thinking about what to write today I realized that I’ve really grown a lot in terms of self-acceptance.

Before I went shopping I did some Dave Farmar yoga.  Today he spoke about true happiness and his message resonated during my shopping trip. He explained that if you practice yoga for the yoga bum, that’s fine, but you’re not going to be happier or any different once you have that nice yoga bum. If your happiness is contingent on something external and impermanent, how you can you ever really be happy? It’s the same thing I’ve talked about in terms of the scale. When you’re old, are you going to be said because your once taut bum is saggy? God I hope I’m not sad about that when I’m 30, 40, 50, etc. Why be sad about it now?

When I was trying on these dresses and they looked horrible, I could have gotten really upset. Believe me, I have in the past.  Instead I shrugged it off. Well actually, I made the mistake of convincing myself that one dress looked good. I shall be returning that. Anyway, today I did not get mad at myself because my body looks horrible in this style dress. It sounds so corny and kindergartens, but it’s important to remember that people come in all shapes and sizes and you are just one of those many shapes and sizes. I cannot change my body type and people in my life do not love me any more or less because of it.  And ya know what? The most important person who loves me is me. And if I don’t love myself now, boobs and hips and all, then when will I?

Did everyone see Caitlin’s post today about Operation Beautiful? Please check it out if you haven’t already. It’s something I truly believe in and I cannot wait to meet Caitlin this summer to talk about it more!

She asked people to leave positive messages anywhere and everywhere. I did my first one tonight, and although it’s a more private place than some of the others, it’s still important.

It’s on my fridge. I might not be the tallest, skinniest, funniest, richest, fastest, strongest, prettiest or whatever person, but whatever I am, I am always enough and so are you!!!! I am not lying when I tell you that almost every day I tell myself that all I can do is be the best me. I can’t and won’t compare myself to others anymore. It’s something I’ve been working on since writing a letter to myself in November.

Like Caitlin, I believe negative talk is pointless at best, and more often it is destructive. I believe the same applies to comparing yourself and to other people. Scenario 1: you are thinner than the girl next to you on the treadmill. Big deal. Are you a better or happier person because of this? Sorry, but no. Scenario 2: You are not as thin as the girl on the next treadmill. Big deal. Are you a worse or unhappier person because of this? No, but you’ll probably feel bad for at least the rest of the time you are next to this girl. You are obsessing about it and not paying any attention to your run!

This afternoon, Mark posted an interview with Bethenny Frankel. I enjoy her because I enjoy her honesty and ridiculous nature. I read her book Naturally Thin, and while I do have some trouble with what she lists as an appropriate amount of food for a woman, I am not her diet judge. I did, however, have one fundamental problem with her book: the title. I get the irony or pun of the title and I don’t care. My problem is with her use of the word, “thin.” I could be hypersensitive or nitpicky. More than likely, I am both, but to me the word “thin” invites, maybe even requires, comparison: thin, thinner, thinnest. The word “thin” doesn’t really have a meaning on it’s own – something is either thinner or thicker than something (someone) else.  I would have preferred Naturally Your Best Self, but I guess that doesn’t sell books. Telling people they can be thin sells books, telling people they are enough really doesn’t.

Moral of the story: YOU ARE ENOUGH!

I love talking about this kind of stuff. It’s my favorite thing to blog about. If you do too, bring it! And check out Caitlin’s post and Angela’s post on saying "goodbye to the body obsession.

New Milk Experience

I had my first taste of Almond Milk today! The deal is this. I bought organic cow milk, Mark used some in his cereal and had a headache for two days. Clearly, that is not going to work for him. It’s v. strange because he can eat cheese and yogurt with no incident. Anyway, I picked up some Almond Breeze Unsweetened Vanilla Almond Milk, which by the way contains soy!!!!

I had it in my coffee and in a bowl of Hanger Management Muesli w/ bananas.

I thought it tasted very similar to soy milk, which is a little dusty maybe? I can’t explain it. Dusty isn’t bad, it’s just more earthy than cow milk in my opinion.

I also had a whole thing of watermelon w/ breakfast. I am convinced I could eat an entire watermelon in one sitting.

Have a great night!