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The Guaranteed Cure for Hiccups

Many years ago I learned the cure for hiccups. I feel that it’s my civic responsibility to share it with you, dear readers, in an attempt to improve the quality of your lives.

Before I do, though, I want to stress to you the importance of performing this cure correctly. untitled2-copy1_2You see, if you mess it up you’ll end up with a spill on the floor, and the possibility of water up your nose. You’re bound to end up sputtering, and the hiccups will most likely get worse. Consider yourself warned.

At the first sign of hiccups, slow down your breathing. Sometimes (granted not often) you can nip them in the bud with this calming technique.

If not, then it’s time for a glass of water and the ultimate hiccup cure.

I know what you’re thinking, “there’s nothing revolutionary about this… drink water…but it doesn’t work.”

Well it does if you do it my way.

You need a fairly large glass of water (maybe ten to twelve ounces) with no ice. Now your job is to drink the water from the far side of the glass.

What? Is that possible?

Why yes, it is. Of course in order to be successful, you need to bend over and lean way down in order for the glass to tip enough for the water to come out of the glass and into your mouth. Your head will actually be upside down at this point.

Drink as much of the water as you can without stopping (or spilling).

Slowly stand back up, and voila! The hiccups should be gone.

This technique takes a little practice, so you might want to try it before you actually have a case of hiccups, that way you’ll be prepared. And maybe try it over a towel, in case you spill.

I promise, it works. It looks weird, and the possibility exists that a bartender might think you should be cut off, but if you have the hiccups and want them gone, do it. Just tell them I said so.


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Honey Roasted Chipotle Almonds

shoppingI tried a brand new snack, and I’m pleased to report that I loved it! Honey roasted chipotle almonds are so incredibly delicious that I’m a little miffed that nobody told me about them. I, my friends, will not do you the same disservice. I’m here to announce their fabulousness. You’re welcome .

There we were, walking up and down the aisles of the grocery store when we happened upon the nut section. As part of my recommitment to trying to improve my health through better eating habits, I’ve been snacking on nuts from time to time. The other day I ran out, so there I was, faced with about 4,000 varieties from which to choose.

Now personally, I love cashews. In fact, the last can I bought was a can of cashews. That made me think that maybe it was time for something different. A friend at work shared some Wasabi almonds with me not too long ago, and those were pretty good. Still, I wasn’t quite sure I wanted to commit to a whole can of them.

Then my eye rested on the honey roasted chipotle variety.

“Hmmm,” I thought, “I like honey roasted. I also like the smoky taste and subtle bite of chipotle. Maybe these will be good.”

I took a chance and bought them, and am I glad I did. The sweetness isn’t overpowering, and the smoky flavor enhances it perfectly. The little bit of bite from the chipotle comes at the end, just before you pop another sweet morsel in your mouth. They’re heavenly.

Long story short, get these nuts, they’re fabulous. Now that that’s settled, what other healthy snacks do you enjoy? Please share your ideas in the comments, and enjoy your delicious almonds.


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The Real F Word

Polite people don’t use the “F” word in everyday conversation, at least not usually. Unless, of course, the “F” word happens to be FAT.girl fat

It seems that perfectly ordinary people, who would never point out someone with a physical or developmental disability, feel completely comfortable commenting on how fat other people are. I find this so peculiar. If it’s not polite to say, “Hey, look at that guy, he only has one leg,” or “Check out that woman, she’s using sign language to communicate,” then why would it be okay to say, “Wow, that girl is really fat!”

It’s not just fat people either. Anyone who is “differently sized” is likely to be pointed out. However in our culture thin is seen as desirable, so there’s generally far less venom behind a comment like, “Jeez, she looks like she could blow away in a strong wind.” I’ve actually met women who might take such a comment as an affirmation that they’re doing something right.

The stigma around being fat is so deeply ingrained that fat people shame each other. I’ve done it myself, thinking, “Well, at least I’m not that fat!” But really, who am I to judge?

I try to keep an open mind, and to remember that each of us has our own struggles. What someone is going through on the inside, is impossible to know. It’s also impossible to know where they’ve been. It’s not my business or my right to know each person’s story. Who am I to decide if someone is “okay” being fat while someone else isn’t? I don’t get to decide, and frankly I don’t want to.

Living my own life in a way that is reasonably decent and healthy is enough for me. I have no desire to take on the problems of the world. Let someone else sort out who the “okay” fat people are, because I have no idea what the criteria would be. Response to medication? Imbalanced hormones? Depression? Genetic predisposition? The list goes on.

I don’t care what syndrome or genetic abnormality you might possess. I care what type of person you are. I would hope you feel the same way about me. You should be asking about the “inner” me, not worrying about my body. Isn’t it more important that someone is well meaning? Compassionate? Fun-loving? Loyal? Playful? Creative? Hard-working? All of these traits are worthy of scrutiny. Weight, size, and body fat percentage are not, and should play no role what-so-ever in determining whether we should be friends. Yes, I’m fat. Deal with it.