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  • Jen 4:18 pm on February 1, 2011 Permalink  

    Fatties Run Around Outside and Have Fun 

    Getting in some exercise doesn’t have to be the torturous chore it so often is (for me anyway). We have had an inordinate amount of snow around these here parts so these two Fat Sisters went out this weekend and hit the local sledding hill.

    When we were done sledding, we had a vigorous snowball fight. It was truly joyful movement and a good time was had by all. Anyone else out there having fun in the snow?

    *the title of this post is a phrase that was uttered a few months ago on a Two Whole Cakes Fatcast by Lesley Kinzel as she described her idea of a perfect Fat Camp. Sounds pretty good to me too.

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    • Twistie 5:01 pm on February 1, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      Looks like you guys had a blast! Me? I don’t go out in the snow (good thing I live in an area of California that doesn’t get it!), but I love to watch people frolicking in the snow.

    • Rachel 5:48 pm on February 1, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      The sad thing is that Jen was too busy throwing snowballs at her youngest to take photgraphic evidence of my totally spectacular wipeout.

    • Cate 3:25 pm on February 2, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      I just bought my first pair of snow pants in hopes of spending hours in the snow with my (quite fat) adult butt, and guess who got completely missed by the storm?! I may go outside and sit in the slush and nurse my jealousy.

  • Jen 10:02 pm on October 30, 2010 Permalink
    Tags: the universe balance   

    I have been trying to compose a cogent post about the whole MCI (Marie Claire Incident) and am unable to put into words how I feel except to say THIS IS WHY THE FAT ACCEPTANCE MOVEMENT EXISTS; because that kind of outright hatred needs an antithesis.

     
    • CTJen 10:24 pm on October 30, 2010 Permalink

      Oh, and did you see all the commenters on Lesley’s counterpoint, clutching their pearls over her use of the word “fatty”? Oh how I laughed and laughed and laughed about that.

  • Jen 10:01 pm on October 26, 2010 Permalink  

    Dusting away some cobwebs. 

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    O HAI! I wrote this post more than a year ago, and for some reason never hit publish. I don’t know why. Anyway, I came by to brush some cobwebs away and figured I may as well post this thing. Enjoy!

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    I belong to this great meet-up group for homeschooling families in my area and a couple of weeks ago I was at this event with a couple of other moms from the group. One of the moms (I’ll call her Kay) is a really fabulous lady who also happens to be very petite. Kay always wears her 3-month old baby in a sling wherever she goes. This baby is ginormo-baby. If this baby lived in Grand Junction, CO, he would totally be denied health insurance. Seriously he is un bébé énorme, so Kay appears even tinier by comparison. Anyway, we’re all standing around chatting, and this completely random woman comes up and, after commenting on her baby’s size, starts gushing about Kay’s figure. It was 5 minutes straight of “you’re so thin and beautiful and the kids must really keep you busy and you must work so hard to stay slender”. On and on and on, so much so that I was starting to feel uncomfortable. I can only imagine how Kay was feeling. Finally Kay says, “you know what? It’s just good genes.” As the gusher’s sails visibly deflated, Kay went on. “Yeah, you know my mother is thin, my grandmother was thin and I guess I just lucked out.” Then she shrugged and the woman sort of awkwardly drifted away.

    I am still a n00b when it comes to this whole Fat Acceptance thing, but when Kay said, “it’s just good genes”, something clicked. If the prevailing culture preferred a more rubenesque figure, I’d be the one having to tell this woman that “I just lucked out.”

     
    • Jenna 8:47 am on October 27, 2010 Permalink

      Isnt that the way? It takes that one sentence where you really *get* it and wake up. Then you watch all the people around you still sleeping and wonder what magical combination of words would it take to awaken them, too?

  • Jen 10:20 pm on August 30, 2010 Permalink  

    An Exercise in Frustration. With Flashbacks. 

    I realized this morning that my soon-to-be 5-year-old is gearing up for a growth spurt. Well, I’ve sort of been aware of it for about a week or so, given the difficulty I’ve had in keeping food in the house. His appetite has been voracious. This morning a pair of shorts which fit him just fine the last time he wore them (last week some time), did not fit him today. So while I was out today (grocery shopping of course!) I decided to pop into to Target to see what they had for him. I found a couple of super cute pairs of Shaun White shorts (on sale, w00t!) in the next size up, so I decided to poke around and see what they had in the long pants department.

    Here’s the thing. My kid is not, by any standard of measure, FAT. He is built on the stocky side with short legs and wide hips, just like his mama and there is no getting around the fact that he needs a husky jean. Last year, I wasn’t able to find any long pants in his size at Target or Walmart or the second-hand store, and honestly, I just can’t justify $25+ per pair of pants from one of the higher-end stores for a 4-year-old. (I needed at least 3 pairs, too.) I ended up just making a few pairs of pants for him myself.

    Today at Target, it was the same thing. They had maybe 3 pairs of husky sized jeans and not one of them was in his size. Not one. While I was vainly searching through the stacks of little boy jeans, I had a sudden crystal clear memory of pants shopping for me with my mom at Sears, and having the exact same problem: needing a Husky size and not finding it. [sigh]

    To top it off, Target charges $2 extra for Husky sized Wranglers. A fat tax. For children. Who aren’t really fat. It’s ri-goddamned-diculous. Luckily he is 5 years old, and won’t care that his jeans are homemade (again). *grumble*

     
    • vesta44 10:39 pm on August 30, 2010 Permalink

      When my son was little, I had the opposite problem. He was tall for his age and thin. To get pants with legs long enough for him, I had to buy 2 sizes larger than what he really wore, and get the slim version, then put darts in the waist so they would stay up. Needless to say, up until he started school, he wore a lot of homemade pants with elastic waists. I’m just glad I knew how to sew.
      He had problems finding jeans to fit up until a couple of years ago, when he started gaining a bit of weight. He used to wear a 34″ waist with a 34″ inseam (did I mention he’s 6′ 2″), he’s up to a 38″ waist now, and it’s easier to find that waist size with the inseam he needs than it was to find the 34/34s, for some reason.

    • spoonfork38 6:01 am on August 31, 2010 Permalink

      My 7-year old is now clearly in young misses, and I’ve hemmed three pairs of jeans and two pairs of pants about a foot. My MIL wanted me to cut off the legs, but she’ll grow into them by Christmas. She wants leggings, but those are for younger girls or women—and I’m not paying $40 for a pair of legging for me, much less someone who’s going to climb trees in them. . .

      My three year old, on the other hand, can still fit into her two-year old pants around the waist, but they hit her about knee-high . . .

    • Rachel Smith 11:24 pm on August 31, 2010 Permalink

      I have had the same problem with my son!! We ended up ordering pants from a husky boys site that were actually (surprisingly) really nice pants. Going through this with him has brought up all of my memories of shopping, and never finding clothes that fit. I still start to panic a little bit when I go shopping to this day.

  • Jen 9:27 am on August 5, 2010 Permalink  

    The More Things Change 

    The other day, I decided to go through some old photos and scan a few to put up on Facebook.

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    As I was choosing the photos I noticed a few things.

    AVC Marching Mauraders Parade Practice

    First, I didn’t have that “OMG, I was so fat/thin!” reaction. I just look like myself.

    Jen_Graduation4

    This isn’t to say that I didn’t notice if I was fatter in one picture than in another. I just didn’t have an emotional attachment to my apparent or perceived weight in the photos.

    NewYork2

    It was just me.

    Darien

    Secondly, I noticed that even though I went through times when I was smaller or bigger, my body shape stayed pretty much the same, even from the time I was very young.

    dino

    I never realized that. I spent so much of my life feeling like a huge giant whale–that my body was the wrong body. But the reality is my body is nothing more than it is.

    Canada

    And that is actually pretty cool.

     
    • Rachel 3:36 pm on August 5, 2010 Permalink

      And no matter what the size of your body, you always were beautiful. Still are, as a matter of fact.

    • Bountiful Luv Muffin 5:13 pm on August 5, 2010 Permalink

      I love your pics! It gives me a sad when georgeous young women lament that they are “huuuuuuuuge and uuuuuuuuugly”. I tell them that when they approach their fifth decade of life, then they will wonder why they spent precious years bad-mouthing the beautiful young lady in their old photos.

  • Jen 7:12 pm on July 17, 2010 Permalink  

    I am tired 

    1. My energy levels are all wonky, so that I am tired at strange times and I have short bursts of energy other times. This is not conducive to blogging.

    2. I went shopping today because I needed some goddamned Capri pants.

    3. I found some! But not at Lane Bryant. WTH LB?!

    4. I did find a dress at Lane Bryant and was even sort of able to make a outfit! Yay LB!

    5. This is exciting because I do not really have “outfits” so much as “clothes to cover my nakedness”. Perhaps an OoTD post is in order.

    6. But not today. I’ve run out of spoons.

     
    • JeninCanada 9:03 pm on July 17, 2010 Permalink

      I don’t do outfits either, so I hear you! I hope you find your spoons tomorrow.

    • Heidi 12:33 pm on July 18, 2010 Permalink

      If you have a Catherine’s around, they have lots of capris (last time I checked, anyway). Their fit can vary wildly from one piece to another, however, so if one fits badly, another style might fit beautifully, so it’s worth trying on several even if the first doesn’t work.

  • Jen 7:39 pm on June 18, 2010 Permalink  

    HALP! 

    Dear Fat-o-sphere,

    I need your help with something. I’ve mentioned before that I don’t eat gluten. Or oats. Or dairy. And I’m trying hard to stick to this intuitive eating thing. So what do I feed myself when I’m having an intense, crazy, white hot craving for just a teeny tiny cube (or two) of cheddar cheese? Sure, I could cave in and have a little cheese, but it would make me miserable.

    So what is it my body is asking me for? The fat? The savory creamyness? The calcium? Because I can’t figure it out, and at this point I’m going to end up dreaming about flying to the moon in a rocket made of cheese tonight.

    Suggestions appreciated, thanks in advance.

     
    • Dee 8:02 pm on June 18, 2010 Permalink

      I guess it depends on why you don’t eat dairy. If you’re lactose intolerant, then maybe you can take lactaid, then eat the cheese.

      • Rachel 8:29 pm on June 18, 2010 Permalink

        Speaking for Jen here, its my understanding that she is casein intolerant.

      • CTJen 8:37 pm on June 18, 2010 Permalink

        Dee, since that post I linked to, I have tried that and still reacted. I’m not sure exactly what it is in dairy that makes me sick. Just that it does. :-( Thanks anyway.

    • Meera 8:18 pm on June 18, 2010 Permalink

      The casein in cheese is said to act as a drug, giving an ‘addictive’ quality to cheese which accounts for the fact that it is often the ‘most missed’ item given up by vegans. It certainly was for me for many years (not as much anymore).

      Can you find a good vegan cheese without wheat or oats? (My absolute favourite, Bute Island’s Scheese, includes gluten-free oat fiber, so I don’t know if that’s still too ‘oat-y’ for your needs.)

      • Rachel 8:32 pm on June 18, 2010 Permalink

        Speaking for Jen again; she is one of those rare celiacs who is intolerant of oat protein as well as gluten. Yeah it totally sucks to be her.

      • CTJen 8:53 pm on June 18, 2010 Permalink

        Yeah, oats are right out. Even a tiny amount will make me sick. I didn’t even think about trying vegan cheeses. I’ll see what I can find. Thank you!

    • Heidi 9:11 pm on June 18, 2010 Permalink

      It *looks* like it’s free of all of these and a friend of mine says this is a good vegan cheese option (her daughter cannot have casein either): http://www.daiyafoods.com/index.html

    • meerkat 2:42 am on June 19, 2010 Permalink

      I don’t have any right now so I can’t check for gluten but my favorite soy cheese is Follow Your Heart brand. If you can find soy cheese you can eat, you might want to try a variety of them, because it took me a long time to find one I actually liked.

    • Lady Bird 5:35 am on June 19, 2010 Permalink

      Let me second the Daiya “cheese” recommendation. I just had it for the first time and it’s melty and delicious. There are many recipes for ‘cashew cheese’ which usually involve cashews, lemon juice, garlic, salt and water and/or oil. It’s my favorite way to cure cheese cravings.

      Instead of focusing on finding something super cheese like, try finding something rich with umami, like roasted sesame oil. I’ve heard that Red Star nutritional yeast is okay for celiacs, but you might want to check.

      • Meera 9:17 am on June 21, 2010 Permalink

        The Uncheese Cookbook is a good source for a huge variety of non-dairy, make-them-yourself ‘cheeses’ (of varying appeal, as I’ve discovered by making a few).

    • La di Da 5:51 am on June 19, 2010 Permalink

      My favourite vegan cheese for slices is Tofutti, they have mozzarella and American cheese styles. The Tofutti cream cheese is great too. My fave for melting is Cheezly, their “mozzarella” really does melt like real cheese. cheezly also does slices but I haven’t had the chance to try them, but I suspect they’d also be pretty tasty. I can’t eat gluten and haven’t had a problem with them.

      Cashew nut cream is also great for cream sauces! Add nutritional yeast flakes to make cheesy sauce. Great on gluten-free macaroni. :)

    • Barb 2:40 pm on June 19, 2010 Permalink

      You might also miss the memories/positive associations formed from past experiences with cheese–just because it was something you enjoyed as a kid. Find new foods you enjoy, that are creamy or whatnot, and it will not be the same, but but you can form new memories and positive associations. Intuition is hard to use because it gets mixed up with other conceptions we have–but you can do it!

    • Frances 8:39 pm on June 20, 2010 Permalink

      I’ve no cheese replacement suggestions, but just so you know, intuitive eating isn’t a perfect system: http://www.fatshionista.com/cms/index.php?option=com_mojo&Itemid=69&p=351

  • Jen 11:32 pm on June 11, 2010 Permalink  

    Teachable Moments 

    This week I went to a party at the home of a friend whom I have known since my oldest kid was an infant, about 7 years now. We have several mutual friends, her and I, and I was, ahem, lucky enough to have a conversation with one woman, B, who I’d first met a couple of years ago while I was in WW. At that time, B had confided to me that she had struggled with her weight for many years and that her mother had her doing WW from the time she was 10 years old, but she was inspired enough by my WW effort to give it a try again. (For the record, it looks to me that B has a body which would be considered and embraced by our thin loving culture as “normal”. I am bad at guessing at weights or sizes, but I would be well and truly shocked if her pants were any larger than a size 8.) Anyhow, at that time, two years ago, B and I were able to slip into the culturally expected norm of bonding over the shared misery and challenges of dieting and hating our bodies.

    Toward the end of the party this week, I had settled down in a nice quiet corner with my knitting and B found me while she waited for her husband to gather up their children. She struck up a conversation with me, which started with a compliment about my knitting. She went on to tell me that she hadn’t knitted in years, but was thinking she could take it up again as a weight loss tool. Internally I sighed and rolled my eyes. “Oh? Because you can’t eat and knit at the same time?” I asked with a laugh and then told her, “well, I knit all the time and it never really worked that way for me, LOL.” As she tried to steer the conversation back to how utterly miserable she is being such a huge giant fatass, I said to her, “to tell the truth, B, I just don’t diet any more. I gave it up and I feel so much happier now.”

    The truth is, I do feel happier now. Freed from the constant obsession of meal plans and food lists and points calculations and good foods and bad foods and body hatred, I can actually get on with my life. Granted, FA for me is still a work in progress and will always be sort of unfolding within me, but I feel like I’ve come a long way in the last year. I no longer look at myself in the mirror and automatically think “YUCK!”. I can look at a photograph of myself and think, “Yep, that’s what I look like,” instead of “GAWD WHAT AN UGLY FATSO I AM!” Being able to do that is incredibly liberating.

    I actually explained all that to B and suggested she have a look at Linda Bacon’s Health at Every Size. She seemed open to it, and I do hope she does come around to it eventually. Because, really, being someone’s WW (or weight loss) inspiration is a lot of pressure. Honestly? I just want to sit. And knit.

     
    • Patsy Nevins 9:34 am on June 12, 2010 Permalink

      I think you did a great job & I really hope that B gets the message.

    • Ashley 9:10 pm on June 12, 2010 Permalink

      It’s good that she was open to it. I think a lot of people would have condemned you for butting in, not saying that’s what I think you were doing, but I think a lot of people would construe it that way. I think you did a good job as well. It’s always good to know that you’ve had a positive influence on someone’s life.

    • Anna 9:41 pm on June 12, 2010 Permalink

      Wow. What an excellent way to put it. Thank you for posting this, I intend to say that next time someone gets on my back about it.

  • Jen 7:33 am on June 4, 2010 Permalink  

    Size Acceptance and the Sleep Talkin’ Man 

    Have you seen the Sleep Talkin’ Man? Adam talks in his sleep and his wife blogs about it and it is hilarious, to say the least. And today’s little gem? Perfection.

     
    • Ashley 11:51 am on June 4, 2010 Permalink

      The first link isn’t working.

      • CTJen 1:53 pm on June 4, 2010 Permalink

        Sorry about that! I fixed it!

    • silentbeep 8:47 pm on June 4, 2010 Permalink

      Oh I just love him. The “shapely” dream makes me love him more ;)

    • wriggles 4:05 am on June 5, 2010 Permalink

      Ha, ha, I’ve felt a similar sentiment, many times!

  • Jen 11:58 am on May 30, 2010 Permalink  

    In which I say “I’m sorry I haven’t blogged lately”. 

    I’m not the kind of blogger that does a lot of “I’m sorry I haven’t blogged lately” posts. Sometimes I blog regularly, and sometimes not. Blogging isn’t my job so I figure I’ll get around to it when I get around to it and that, for the most part, blog readers understand that. But lately, the lack of posts isn’t because I’ve been particularly busy, or for a lack of material, but because of something that has been taking up a lot of space in my head since the early part of May. I’d like to blog about what it is, because much of what happened is apropos to what I’m trying to accomplish here on Fat Sisters, but I also don’t want to be a passive aggressive twat about it, either. I’ve started and discarded about a dozen drafts of this post since The Incident, most of them sounding too ranty, or too combative, or too acrimonious, or too hurtful. Which is not at all what I aim to do. So please forgive the lack of posts around here while I work on processing and letting go of things.

     
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