If this chair's a rockin' ...
Beef ... It's what's for dinner.
Matt (the zen coffee master of our office) had a package arrive today before lunch. One of the conditions of working for our little company is that any packages delivered to the office must be inspected by all your co-workers. Mostly it's just Kathy and I who are the curious kitties crawling all over the UPS boxes and sitting impatiently in your office until you open the box nowNowNOW. So if you work for us and need to order embarrassing sex toys, I suggest having them shipped to your home.
The package today was better than any surprise we could have hoped for on a Friday. Matt ordered a used Butt Kicker from eBay and it was absolutely captivating. I was satisfied to peruse the literature and fondle it once he unpacked it. But we were in for a special treat once he actually connected it to his Herman Miller Aeron chair. He and Curtis attached it to the WoW workstation and we all squeezed into Curtis' office to have a go of it.
Holy crap what a fun chair toy! I was impressed by the noises in the game making the chair vibrate, but I was even more impressed when we cranked up Bring the Noise. If the song was kicking ass, the chair would literally do the same!
Alas, Matt took his toy home with him today. He claims it's for flight simulator games. It doesn't matter what you're using your computer to simulate, this chair gadget sure does help.
Best and Worst
Somehow I've gained six pounds in the last three months, and I'm not really sure where they went. My pants feel looser than last year, if anything, but I don't feel like I've been pumping iron to the point that I've gained six pounds of muscle weight. I have been growing out my hair recently, so I must have very very heavy hair. I started reading Shape of a Mother a few months ago and it's fascinating to see how many shapes women come in. I can remember as a small child seeing my mother's stretch marks and associating that with being a mom, or more specifically my mom. I didn't really put two and two together and understand the stretch marks had to do with someone being in Mom's belly at some point, but I just figured that over time life make you look that way. It seemed only natural to me.
I told my mom about the web site last month in an email and later asked her if she had looked at it. She quickly replied, "oh yes, all those awful pictures!" I was really surprised. My mom was always very body positive when I was growing up and I never pegged her for being so cynical about a few stretch marks. But I think it was more of an issue that she can't imagine putting her belly on the Internet rather than anyone should be embarrassed about their belly.
I've yet to expand my belly size due to anything other than way too much dinner (see yesterday's post), but it did make me wonder if there are parts of my body that displease me. My insulin pump infusion site marks upset me. I worry that I'm building up tons of scar tissue under my belly from changing my site every three days (much in the way I worry about glaciers melting or homeless animals). I get frustrated and annoyed at all the little red dots left behind from rotating around my belly, despite covering a wide variety of locations. I've tried moving to other parts of my body (hips, legs, etc.) but they don't stay as well and are generally more painful to insert and maintain.
In contrast there are parts of me I'm quite fond of. I must admit that my ears are awesome. They're tiny and round and well-decorated. They're also very close to my freckles, which have always pleased me. So all in all, I'll take the good with the bad. And in the interest of sharing, I give you my best and worst ...
What's your favorite thing about your body?