Fashion Sense...or Not ;-)

I've been pretty good, considering all the temptations around me. Ordered Domino's Pizza last night and ate the stuff on top only (mostly veggies), no crust and only had one and a half of those brownie bite things (here's the site that allows you to play with the Fudgem's, calorie-free). Really wanted the whole box :-). I've lost ten pounds all together so far, still a long ways from the 50 total I need to take off, but hey, I figure 1/5 of the way is better than no-fifths!

After three days off thanks to my non-cooperative, migraine-y head, I did my r-alk this morning. Went two-tenths of a mile further than the last time because I was mad at myself for the pitiful start I had this morning (taking three days off made for a mostly walking start). Moaned and groaned to the dog the whole time about how much I hate to run.

He didn't care.

We have painters here today, painting six rooms inside my house, actually fixing my mistakes in two of them (don't ask. Let's just say I should stick to my day job). I've secluded myself in my office, already took some headache medicine and have windows open as well as a fan on, praying for a no-headache day and so far I'm not winning the battle. The fumes aren't too bad at all, but the weather here is kind of iffy, so I've already got a couple strikes against me.

I promised the story about being on GMA Radio. I have XM Satellite Radio (totally love it -- couldn't live without it and my apologies to local radio, but I rarely listen anymore, not with so many choices on XM). So, the GMA Radio show does this thing on fashion week and what's coming up this fall. Dresses are going to be big this fall, and pantyhose are making a comeback.

Ugh. That just goes to show you men really are in charge of the world.

I hate pantyhose, as does the host of GMA Radio, Hilarie Barsky, and nearly every caller she polls. She asks people to call in about the pantyhose issue and whether they wear dresses or not. I, who always have an opinion, of course call in. No, I am not a fan of pantyhose. I am, however, a total What Not to Wear devotee, I tell her. I have learned my lessons from Stacy and Clinton and until those 50 pounds are all the way gone, am going to fill my closet with wrap dresses and empire waist dresses and underthings that tuck and tighten.

And shoes -- don't even get me started on shoes. I love shoes. I can't pass a shoe department without stopping to look. Just thinking about shoes has me salivating. I have promised myself I won't buy a new pair (of heels -- I do indeed need a pair of running shoes which are not the same thing and do not elicit the same excited response) until I lose another ten pounds and the wait is killing me. Maybe I should hang a Macy's ad on the toe of my Nikes.

So, anyway, I had my five seconds of fame on the GMA radio show. I told her I was an author and only got dressed up when I left the house for personal appearances and meetings in New York. She asked me what I wrote, I told her romantic comedies and was too STOOPID to mention my last name. Ah well, I'm sure everyone in the world (or the three people listening at that moment) know that "Shirley in the Midwest" is THE Shirley Jump ;-)

Uh-huh. I am SO delusional.

Ugh. Paint smells. Off to find a gas mask.

Shirley