The past week has been so busy that I hardly noticed it whiz by (in fact, where has this year gone? I mean it’s May already. What???)
Despite the madness, I did find a three extra little things that I wanted to share with you this week that are not “big” enough for full blog posts (thanks to The Write Balance for the three little things idea).
We went to a photographic exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery here in Edinburgh this week. The Taylor Wessing Photographic Portrait Prize exhibition featured 60 portraits by professionals, students and amateurs of all kinds of people famous and not so famous.
About 90% of those in the portraits were not classically beautiful but they all had beauty and character that shone through, brought out by the photographers – the beauty of their souls in picture form. I tried to get this idea across in my book “You Are Beautiful! 53 Easy Ways To Love Your Imperfect Self” (available here on Amazon if you’d like to see it) but sometimes a picture tells a thousand words! The exhibition is on until 26th May if you get a chance to catch it.
Hubbie took the day off work on Thursday and we went out to eat brunch and dinner (as well as to the exhibition and a bit of shopping for him).
It’s not that often we get to spend a whole day together without the kids or cares of work and home, but Thursday was such a day.
A day of dating is well worth organizing if you can do it. Came home knowing (again!) why I married him twenty-six years ago.
It also reminded me that it’s worth making the effort to look good for your partner – I love it when hubbie dresses up a bit, and I expect it’s the same when I do that for him. It’s too easy to let yourself go and slob around in your old favorites, because you’re taking the love of a long term partner for granted.
I’ve never been either a size 0 or particularly overweight, but I’ve been trying to get ready for the beach by losing a few of the excess ten or so pounds I could do with losing to look my best.
I lost two pounds this week with some effort but I also started thinking about how little weight actually matters to those who count. I mean, I might feel better about myself at ten pounds less, but I doubt anyone else will even notice.
My friends bemoan their weight but do I love them more when they weigh less? No! Do their guys? I doubt it! If you’re unhealthily overweight that’s another thing. Lose weight for you, and for those who love you. But I wonder how much grief we are all giving ourselves about the last ten or twenty pounds that really don’t matter a bit.
Over to you: Did any of this strike a chord with you? What little things occurred to you this week? Please share in the comments below.