Feelings of Alienation

The Dangling Conversation - Simon & Garfunkel

“And we sit and drink our coffee
Couched in our indifference,
Like shells upon the shore
You can hear the ocean roar
In the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs,
The borders of our lives.”

Inability of People to Communicate Emotionally

“…What you see around you is people who are unable to love each other…

…And the vision that was planted in my brain, still remains within the sound of silence…

…AND The people bowed and prayed, to the neon God they made…

…The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls.”

-Simon & Garfunkel

Simply amazing song. Beautiful duet.

I Miss You

I don't even know if anyone still comes to visit my blog. I've been so absent and quite frankly I miss the relationships I made. I miss you! I'll come back. I've been working through my relationship problems (we're making some headway, 2 steps forward, 2 steps back, 3 steps forward, 2 steps back... so.....) Human biochem is not a disaster and Clinical lab and Instrumentation is not going bad. Those are my 2 most challenging courses... so...



take care! xxx

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"I have come to realize that our concerns as individuals are meaningless without an equal concern for all of humanity."

— Reid Stowe Day 694, March 17, 2009, 1,000 Days at Sea.

"The wind shifts around the clock and then huffs and puffs and dies down. Clouds build and it’s grey, then they all clear away and it’s a beautiful day!"

— Reid Stowe, Day 698, March 21, 2009, 1,000 Days at Sea, Currently Reid Stowe has been at sea 861 days without resupply.

Breaking out of Food Jail

The video didn't work out, to watch the True Life episode, Can't Stay Thin, click link.

this reminds me of myself as a teenager. not exactly. but, non-the-less, I remember feeling like a locust eating out of control. I didn't grow up with a lot of nutrition, and it took years of feeding my body well for me to get rid of that nawing feeling of hunger.

That whole calories in calories out solution is bullshit. We are not machines. We are whole people. Its really not about calories per se, to try and control portion sizes is brutal. Especially if someone is eating something that stimulates appetite.

Instead, all that energy spent controlling oneself could be channeled to working on the body, than the mind, and finally the goal must be good nutrition and screw calories. As much as people want to think what we eat is more important than physical activity, our prehistoric ancestors responsible for the DNA we have today were not just sitting around. So blaming genetics for fatness is not particularly unique.

It was nice to see Kinsey come to the conclusion that getting healthy takes time. If someone switches the unhealthy pattern, it won't resolve itself overnight. Again, the body is not a machine that can be brought into the garage and fixed. It must have the time to heal.

For most it really starts at childhood. I hate the food we feed our children. Sugar cereals, Cafeteria foods, Twinkies, and Soda. If someone begins to not feel good about themselves, eating this food- not such a big surprise. Its so sad. Its like we create addicts.

I love when Kinsey's aunt talked about just being healthy and happy and focusing on her potential. I loved the quote:

"life is a goal, make life your goal."

That was one of the biggest reasons I've never obsessed over having a perfect diet. I would try things but not obsess over food. Obsess over something that interests you! Its corny and its been said so many times, "Eat to live, don't live to Eat."

I just want to say good luck to anyone who finds themselves binging. What I found worked for me was staying away from sugary foods, too much starch at once, and finding foods that fed my body well. Reading lots of books helps. Try something and as the dietician suggested, ask yourself how you feel. If you feel satisfied and don't crave sugar, you did well. If you ate something and can only think of what to eat next, the food choice wasn't right for what your body needed.

I'm not acting as a dieting counselor, nor am I a licensed dietician. I am in no way trying to treat anyone. This is simply a message to someone who may find themselves in food jail. I once had a friend who was bulimic and I talked to her everyday about her disorder. I let her borrow the book, Breaking out of Food Jail, by Jean Antonello. She never gave me the book back and began to adopt the authors methodology. I was the happiest person ever.

Birds of a Feather

Today was the best day ever.

My mother and sister visited me. My sister lives in Oregon and my hard working Mother lives on Cape Cod. There were so many compliments. They just kept coming and coming, and of course, I just ATE IT UP! They come into my house ohhhing and awwwing, "this place is so therapeutic... oh, what a great energy in here." That's always nice to hear. I think we take our surroundings for granted sometimes.

Picture taking ensues. We took some of the best photos. My sis says, "how are we going to get all three of us?" I say, "easy, just sit together and hold the camera out!" I plop down and take a picture. Apparently, I have a double chin when I push my face in alignment with my neck, and the picture has me looking jolly and 300 lbs! I grab the camera from my sister and squeal, "Where's the delete button!?! Delete, Delete, Delete!!" I also informed her that framing pictures of me with double chins and sending it as a present, is terribly thoughtful, while at the same time very sad and depressing. Its like, "Oh thanks, you shouldn't have. NO, SERIOUSLY, you really shouldn't have." laf. We take more pictures. I'm telling my mom she looks like a wolf. Its really quite interesting actually. She has white white skin and is terribly bloated. Her face has bloated into a beautiful circle and her eyes have become tiny as if they are being swallowed up, and are intense in their fight to still see. Its kinda deep. Sometimes I look at her and feel that her eyes are telling me she's being strangled alive. I guess we see a lot in someone's eyes when we care about them deeply. None the less the look is quite striking. Of course, of course, ahem, they gushed and told me I should go out for Next Top Model. You really got to love family. AND you know what? At my age, I gobble every compliment I CAN GET. another big laf.

Next, my sister has just become acquainted with ALL my blogs, and so I show her my new one, My Brain Rules, and print out the Electron Tracker Story I'm writing and gave them a presentation I'm presently preparing on the chalkboards I had shown you painted on the doors. My sister, OF COURSE, loved it. I stopped at the point my drawings stopped. The story is really to teach my boyfriend chemistry, I'm not really that good in chemistry... soo.... the whole thing is really a work in progress. I told her she could just keep checking the story out and I will add the pictures from the chalkboard. She will have the advantage of already laughing her ass off at my crazy self pretending to be an atom and an electron detective. I seriously need to be able to post audio with my blog posts. If you think I'm even slightly entertaining from my writings, hearing me talk is even more wacky. Think Pheobe from the show Friends trying to be a scientist. anyhoo...

We went to lunch, and came back to the apartment to use my bathroom before our planned walk. They both have stuff going on, so I suggest we do some joint mobility beforehand. In all seriousness, most people don't move all our joints as we should. The consequence is that as we age, we begin to lose letters of the alphabet and our body isn't able to spell the words correctly, and well... enough on that.

That was great fun... Than we took a walk, my sister presently lives in Oregon where they have fabulous trees, waterfalls, and rainbows. Nonetheless, she was still very impressed with the trees and houses and flowers in the near by neighborhood. I, of course, bragged about fall foliage. She grew up on the Cape with me so, she knew ALL ABOUT the fabulous fall foliage. But, I told her, Seriously, I go ape shit over fall foliage now. Its weird, its like I'm an old lady going on and on about the leaves.

The entire time my mother joked at how relaxed she was from the joint mobility drills. She works at a nursing home and we made jokes that if she were to be this relaxed everyday, she would probably quit her job.

Funny also I fell into a split walking down a hill. I wasn't hurt at all. I figured it was from how relaxed my body was. Usually when the body tenses during a fall that will be one of the reasons you get injured. and my mom funnily joked she would have been able to catch me if she weren't so relaxed and I joked I probably wouldn't have fallen if I too weren't so relaxed.

We walked to the circle surrounded by trees. Just a breathtaking view. If you go to my 30th day blog and scroll down until you get to the huge picture. You'll get a little taste of the magnificence. The trees are all huge and when they sway it feels like you have lungs the size of two big ships and they lift you off your feat. I guess when you feel weak you can really appreciate these types of things. Oh well, just another old lady appreciation.

Something I've discovered. Getting old is awesome. All of a sudden you have the capacity to DEEPLY appreciate things.

Next... PRESENTS! PRESENTS!

My sister gives me jewelry her husband handmade for me. A beautiful necklace with individual shaped stones. One is a little fire opal!! and the terribly fabulous feather earrings I posted. The color green is so cool. I might replace the picture. I don't know how to capture good color with my phone camera, so... She also gives me a little green wooden worry tree. I at first thought it was an earring holder because it has these little gold hooks. Turns out you have little pieces of paper to write your thoughts on. I think this is fabulous and I plan on using it for studying this fall.

If you made it this far, thanks for reading all my babbling. I wanted to make a file of the day I laughed like birds of a feather.

Last years visit

that's me in the sweatshirt.

Believe me when I tell you! before getting sick I would have never worn something so unstylish. I guess that's another good thing about getting sick and old...

you become more down to earth. never a bad thing really.

i'll post this years visit as soon as I get the pics!