How To Eat An Elephant

The repetitious “Auld Lang Syne” is finally out of our heads. We’ve swept up the confetti and made our resolutions for 2016.

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So here you have it. Almost a month into the New Year and many of us have already used our savings to buy booze and cigarettes, we’ve eaten pork rinds instead of quinoa and ceased our Tabata training.

This is one reason I stopped making resolutions way before Luke and Laura tied the knot. Yep. I learned early on that resolutions don’t last beyond Valentine’s Day.

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But I do find myself thinking about making some hard changes. (Let’s call it establishing new habits). At this age, resolution lists should be much shorter and easier, right? We don’t have to resolve to start an IRA, find a new career or settle down and start a family.

Here are some I came up with to try:

  • Eat healthy/diet/lose weight—what the heck is edamame?
  • Exercise—“Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes” is now “Tris, Pecs, Abs and Bis”
  • Stop Smoking—Check!
  • Drink less—I may have to punch faces if I don’t have my daily cocktail.
  • Become more organized. (This has been on my list since NSYNC was still a band… )

Please ignore my cynical sidebars and use these tips to help keep your resolutions:

Don’t take on more than you can accomplish— You’ll certainly fail if your goal isn’t achievable. Adding 13 daily servings of fruits and vegetables to your diet, losing 60 pounds or running a full marathon by Groundhog Day aren’t attainable. Slowly introduce more fruits, vegetables, lean meats and whole grains. Walk for just 15 minutes in the beginning. Target your weight loss to, let’s say, a half-pound a week.

Sandy always asked: “How do you eat an elephant?” “Well, you take one bite at a time!”

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Make the right resolutions—Don’t resolve to take early morning walks if you’re a night owl or vow to read six biographies a month if romance novels are your thing.

Be specific—What does “drink less” or “lose weight mean? Commit to being precise.

Talk About It—Don’t keep it a secret. Tell friends, family members and even online support groups (do chat rooms still exist?) to support your resolve to change.

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Reward Yourself—Celebrate every little success by treating yourself to something you enjoy that doesn’t contradict your resolution.

Track Your Progress—Successful people keep logs. Whether you use an App, a spreadsheet, a notebook or a Dry Erase Board, reviewing your progress will help keep you motivated.

Don’t punish yourself if you fall—You’re not alone. Almost 92% will fail in keeping their resolutions. Giving up won’t help you attain your goal. It can take up to 66 days to form a new habit. You fell off the horse? So what? Get back on and start again. Start like today is January 1st instead of November 30th. It is never too late. Do. It. Now.

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Or…maybe you should punish yourself if you fall—Adults my age didn’t experience much positive reinforcement. Punishment and humiliation were all the rage in our day. How about negative reinforcement? It works. So, when you fall, force yourself to watch “Redneck Island” or send yourself to bed without dinner.

Don’t make too many resolutions—Pick one. Two max. Work only on those goals.

Or, choose one word. Resolutions are usually based on your behavior, so as soon as you fail, you’ve broken the resolution. Your word can’t be broken because it’s a reminder of who you want to be, not what you regret about yourself.

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Successful companies do this to strengthen their ownership of a market (think about BMW’s word, “Drive”) and choosing one word can impact your entire New Year, too.

I love this idea. There are no lists to remember; it’s a single focus; there’s no willpower required. How great is that?

Use the rest of this month to decide on your word. Really think about what kind of person you’d like to be at the end of 2016. You can look at a list of words and (without trying to be cool), select one that resonates with you. Visit One Word 365 for suggestions and support.

Or, you can write a paragraph describing your thoughts, or a list of characteristics you’d like to possess. Then whittle it down to one word that sums up your goal. It can be a verb, adjective or noun. It doesn’t matter as long as it’s meaningful to you. Then practice before you commit next month.

Once you select your word, remember to keep it where you can see it or use daily reminders. They can be on a note card stuck to your bathroom mirror, wallpaper on your phone or anywhere else you’ll see it everyday. Words are trendy. You can get charms that state “Believe”, “Grace”, “Family” or “Faith”. If you own one (and you’ve probably bought one because it signifies some desire within), touch it every day. No one will balk because you’re wearing the same necklace every day. Download an app such as “Way of Life – The Ultimate Habit Maker & Breaker”.

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My word is “balance” (thank you Mom). What do you want your focus to be in 2016? We’d love to hear them—just put your word(s) in the comment section below.

When Did Costumes Become PC?

University of Louisville president slammed for Halloween photo in ‘Mexican’ costume 

LOUISVILLE, Ky. –  “The University of Louisville apologized to the school’s entire Hispanic community Thursday after a photo surfaced showing President James Ramsey among a group of staffers at a Halloween party dressed in matching stereotypical Mexican costumes.” 

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This is a portion of the article that came across my news feed the other day. My oldest son, Bryce, is an alumnus of the University of Louisville, so this piqued my interest.

The article quoted from The University’s student newspaper, The Louisville Cardinal, that read:

“Don’t dress like a culture. They aren’t costumes, they’re people,”

What a world! This started me thinking about offensive Halloween costumes.

Readers, Halloween is serious, so here is a list of costumes that should be avoided:

  • Any ethnicity, race or culture that isn’t your own is racist. Dressing up as Aunt Jemima, a sheikh, geisha, ninja, gypsy, Viking, Cossack, Caesar or anything in which you have to alter your natural skin color is unacceptable. Unless you’re planning on being a Smurf, this is a given. Think, people!
  • Caitlyn Jenner: Don’t dress as the opposite sex as it might hurt the feelings of someone struggling with gender identity.
  • Hannibal Lector or anything including a straight jacket: may be humiliating to individuals struggling with a mental illness.

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  • Hobo: homeless people have feelings.
  • Sexy “anything”: Hookers are people, too.
  • Zombies or Costumes depicting the dead: may offend gangs, and domestic violence victims.

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  • Skeleton: Do you really want to demonstrate insensitivity toward those with an eating disorder?
  • Sumo Wrestler: This is bad for those with body image issues (everybody).
  • Werewolf: Do you want to mock animal activists?
  • Flapper: Demeans women.
  • Pirate: Amputees are sensitive.
  • Old man or old lady: The elderly deserve our respect.
  • Chewbacca: Star Trek fans may feel scorned.

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This is a little much. Hopefully you’ve detected that I’m being over-the-top here to make a couple of points.

First: U of L’s President James Ramsey, is 66 years old. People in this age bracket (me included) are not completely savvy to today’s PC attitude. When we selected costumes for Halloween, we didn’t dress to offend, and we don’t today. Does intention count? Who judges intent? I hope that the youth of today will be easy on us “old folks”. We aren’t opposed to learning and will certainly try to be PC (within limits).

Second: for my children and I, a life where we would be sheltered from hurt feelings was never expected. I think it’s made my children (and me) stronger. Remember, it’s not ok to expect everyone to think the way you do or impose your expectations on everyone.

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Lastly, Halloween is not serious, (as stated earlier). It’s a chance for people to escape the everyday expectations of “proper” behavior, get a little nutty, let loose and have fun. It’s time to relax. It’s Halloween.

With that said, I never considered dressing as a suicide bomber, but if you did, you may want to check with costume consultants or flowcharts for Halloween sensitivity that some colleges provide.

If you’re still disturbed, go do a puzzle or something and please don’t worry about offending me in the comments section.

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Finishing My To-Do List

Camping season is over, so Mark went up to Pentwater, Michigan to prepare our trailer for winter. Whoot! I would be alone for three nights! My mind starts to race with plans. I would be free to choose any TV programs I wanted to watch. I could eat whatever I wanted for dinner (most probably mac ‘n cheese and circus peanuts). My to-do list would include power washing the siding, digitally converting the VHS tapes, remodeling the kitchen and pouring a new driveway. Then, maybe, I would put my summer clothes away. Also, were the Pinterest projects…Needless to say, the list went on and on.

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Night One:
I figured out how to stream the first, full season of “The Good Wife” (Freudian?) from Amazon Prime and proceeded to watch. After the sixth episode, I made the mistake of turning on Dateline…I hear: “The story you’re about to hear is the stuff of nightmares. A cold blooded serial killer lurking in the woods at night, peeping through windows and stalking his next victim.”

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I know I present a façade of being brave to my friends and family, but, yikes! It’s bedtime! I quickly secure all the windows and doors and pull curtains and shades as I go. Next, a shoe is placed near my nightstand so I can bludgeon the intruder. (I once woke in the middle of the night holding my alarm clock, so a gun isn’t a choice here). Should I use the sleep sound machine? If I do, I won’t hear the home invasion that most certainly will occur. It’s 2:30 am. I make a decision and turn on the white noise machine with hope for peaceful slumber.

Just as I drift off to La-La Land, a huge crash wakes me. My heart is thudding and I’m too afraid to move. But I realize that I must. So I use the toilet to prevent soiling the carpeting and take the flashlight to investigate. Aha! The shower adapter (glued to the wall with a lame suction cup) fell into the tub. That’s a relief. I crawl back into bed and, well, I pray.

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I usually feel guilty about praying for unimportant things, but I prayed that I would sleep. And, I did. It was 4:30 am last I checked. Ugh!

Day One:
On my first morning alone (I use this term lightly, since it’s 10:45 am), I can’t think of a thing to do. So, I begin to pin “cleaning tips” on Pinterest. Huh! Where’d the time go? It’s now cocktail hour! But before I mix my cocktail, I spray everything with Febreeze! Yay! Everything smells better and the cocktail does much to relieve my guilt.

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Next thing I know, it’s too dark to do anything. I settle into the couch and hit the remote. I choose “Hoarders” because I think it will get me in the mood to clean. Nope. I doze on the sofa until bedtime then hit the sack. No worries about home invasions. I’m asleep in minutes.

Day Two:
I can’t remember what needs to get done. Logically, first on the agenda is to find my to-do list. Where can it be? While looking for that elusive list, I come across a couple of magazines from May and October, 2014 and begin to flip through. There’s a recipe that sounds good and I check the internet to see if those advertised shoes are still available.

shoes

Two hours later, I get back on track and look for the list. I give up after twenty minutes, but make myself feel better when I remember that I made my bed this morning. That deserves a reward. I make a cup of coffee, using the indulgent Keurig and have a row of Keebler Deluxe Chocolate Chip and Coconut cookies.

Day Three:
Panic! Mark will be home tonight! I haven’t accomplished anything and need to get to it. Not that I worry about his comments, this is a self-punishing thing. I feel time was wasted. So, I hit the stove.

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But before I do, I check my Pinterest pins. Ha! Put the burner grates in a plastic bag with a ½ cup of ammonia and let it sit overnight. I can do that!
Mark arrived after midnight and it’s off to bed. I may not have accomplished everything on my list, but I’m caught up on FaceBook and my email inbox is down to triple digits. And, the best part of it all…I wasn’t murdered.

The New Ways to “I Do”

I’m at the age where friends’ children and children’s friends are getting married and we’ve enjoyed attending some of these lovely weddings. I can’t help but think how different weddings are now, compared to when Mark and I were married in 1982.

pre nuptials

The bachelorette party was in its infancy then. We didn’t fly to Las Vegas, go to a fancy spa or rent a party limo. Friends of the bride gathered together at the hostess’ home and ate wedges of Impossible Cheeseburger Pie and Jello Pistachio Fluff. We drank the “new” wine coolers, shared indelicate or funny gifts and played games (plenty of giggling and blushing here). There was just a hint of debauchery and the bride’s integrity was held intact.

In 1982 the bride and her mother or her Maid of Honor completed the bridal registry. The future hubby was left at home. The registry allowed you to pick your china, crystal and silverware patterns as well as items needed to start a basic household. Generally, requests included bedding, cookware (everyone needs a turkey baster, right?), a vacuum and small appliances—those kinds of things.

Maid of Honor

Today, couples register together. Without a registry, many of us would be stumped as to what to purchase for the happy couple. After all, many modern couples live independently and expect to combine two households into one that’s shared. Then, there are those marrying a second time (only 56.2 percent of all marriages are firsts). Nearly 70% of couples (including same sex couples) are living together before they tie the knot. Basic household needs may have already been met in these cases, so couples sometimes register for unexpected things like electronics, art, and honeymoon items, such as luggage, scuba equipment and airline tickets.

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Gone are the formal invitations where the bride’s parents “Request the Honour of Your Presence” in calligraphy and black ink with a piece of tissue inside. Recently we have received very colorful invites using two or more fonts (shameful at one time) embellished with bows, lace and even burlap. Sometimes a photo of the happy couple adorns the invitation. The RSVP states: “Will Celebrate in Person ___  Will Celebrate in Spirit ___” or “Yep ___  Nope ___”. We’ve even received a card requesting a favorite song to be played at the reception as part of the invitation.

RSVP

Along with invitations, couples also use “Save the Dates” for a fun way to announce their upcoming nuptials, so you can start to think about what you’re going to wear.

“Here comes the Bride” means here comes the debt. According to The Knot , the average spent on a wedding in 2014 was $31,213! To me, this indicates that many couples and their families are willing to spend a small fortune for this (hopefully) “once-in-a-lifetime” event.

Category 1982 2014
Venue (Food & Liquor) $3,000 $14,006
Photographer $225 $2,440
Wedding/Event Planner $0 $1,973
Band $800 $2,085
Florist/Décor $125 $1,500
Videographer $0 $1,700
Wedding Dress $425 $1,357
Groom’s Attire $38 $254
Wedding Cake $80 $451
Ceremony Site $0 (church) $1,901
Ceremony Musicians $100 $637
Invitations $75 $439
Transportation $72 (Volvo Rental) $767
Favors $20 (engraved matches) $275
Rehearsal Dinner $160 $1,206
Engagement Ring $2,500 $5,855
Officiate $50 $266
Total (excluding honeymoon) $7,670 $37,112

The good news for parents our age is, couples today are older and generally both are working and can share the cost or entirely pay for the wedding of their dreams. What hasn’t changed since the 1980’s, is the willingness to spend to make sure that special day is indeed, a memorable one.

We had a very formal wedding. It was, after all, the decade of Princess Diana’s wedding. I will say that I’m pleased brides still opt for a formal wedding dress no matter her choice of venue. Cathedral trains, (mine was not 25 feet long!) were a popular choice versus the jeweled hair combs, flowered hairbands or vintage-inspired birdcage fascinators of today.

Brides wore white or ecru dress shoes. Bridesmaids wore satin heels that were dyed to match their (very) pastel dresses. Brides today can wear anything from bejeweled flip-flops to cowboy boots. Grooms and groomsmen wore black (usually rented) shoes with their tuxes. I attended a wedding in which the groom wore grey Converse sneakers with his tuxedo and the groomsmen wore the same Converse, only in yellow.

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1980’s weddings had more of a perfect, fairytale feel than the celebratory feel of today’s weddings. Ceremonies were almost always held in church. The groom’s family would sit on the right, while the bride’s family would sit on the left. At a recent wedding ceremony a blackboard sign guided us to seating:

“Today, two families become one so pick a seat not a side”.

Ceremonies were followed by formal receptions with traditional dinners of beef, chicken or salmon. I’ve noticed recent weddings have a much more relaxed feel to menus. Along with the more traditional food fare, hot dogs and Goetta balls were also included, (those of you in Kentucky know what these are).

Cakes in the 80’s were towers covered in white royal icing and not the pretty, pimped-up cupcakes or tasty pink macaroons we’ve recently shared with a bride and groom. We certainly would not have used a Star Wars Saber to cut the cake either!

Wedding Cake

Our photographer would have us pose, pose, pose again, 6 more poses, just one more pose, and another pose. I wanted to be with family and friends, so I had instructed the photographer to take photos of Mark and me with our guests, because, why not? I’d like to remember who was there, right? He was uncomfortable with candid shots (Boo!).

Today, photography is much more playful. There are photos of the bridesmaids before they’re ready; hands displaying wedding rings with their (wait for it), dog’s paw; photos with the bride and groom leaning on an old pickup truck; groomsmen jumping simultaneously as if they’re levitating in the picture and the bride and groom holding signs that send a message of love. I know, I know. They’re “posed” too, but the beauty of it? They don’t look posed…at all.

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And, we shouldn’t forget about the photo booth and the resurgent use of Polaroids, which are so much fun and such a nice memory for the new Mr. & Mrs.

I love the weddings of today because anything goes! One recent wedding had Facebook posts that described the bride “bouncing” with excitement. There was no way I would “bounce” in 1982…it wasn’t “bride-like” (sigh).

I envy the freedom that today’s couples have. Only one wedding this past year was the epitome of elegant formality and held in church (which also happened to be a Cathedral). The other venues ranged from rustic to vintage to whimsical.

The modern bride can use her imagination for the venue and décor for her big day. She has Pinterest to help, whereas brides in the 80’s had “Bride Magazine”. That’s it. “Bride Magazine”.

We’ve experienced a barn wedding with an old rowboat filled with ice and bottled beverages. We’ve attended a formal wedding on Lake Michigan with wild flowers in Mason jars hanging from shepherd’s hooks and succulents adorning the tables. Then there was the formal venue with a bourbon bar (again a salute to Kentucky).

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I love the seemingly freedom from rules and the surprises you experience with today’s creative and fun weddings. When I was married, I felt there were rules to follow and expectations to be met. (Some day Sandy, the trendsetter, will have to post about her nonconformist wedding. Can you say “My Big Fat Polish Wedding”?). And with expectations comes stress. I think my best photo was walking up the aisle after the ceremony. If I thought I could have, we would have walked up the aisle to “Rocky’s Theme” and I would have lifted my arms in victory. Then Mark and I would have boarded a bus and left! Oh, but, what would the photographer have done?