How Are Magazine Covers Communicating With Me
Posted: August 27, 2013 Filed under: Diet- comedy | Tags: diets, friends, mentors Leave a comment
I walked in my bedroom tonight and noticed a magazine that must have come in the last few weeks that I have not had time to even glance at. The issue of Real Simple had a couple of cover articles that seemed to be screaming at me; DIET VS. EXERCISE- Which Works Better? Or Do You Need a Mentor? It seems that some of things that I was dealing with must be issues for lots of people because they made cover articles on one of the only financially successful magazines in America.
Now in full disclosure I have not read any of these articles. Oftentimes the cover headlines do not even tie to the actual articles, although Real Simple is usually fairly good at not pulling a bait and switch. But I laugh that even the magazines I have sitting around are echoing what is going on in my real life.
I already know that diet wins versus exercise, at least for my body, but it really isn’t an either or issue. The real answer is diet and exercise and as Austin Powers would say, “Yes, Please.” I am more likely to groan, “Yes, I know.”
The mentor question is not really do I need a mentor, but do I need to get other people mentors? As part of the Welcoming Committee at school we did away with Mentors for the upper school kids and replaced that program with one where we invited new families and a couple old families to parties so kids and parents could meet each other and hopefully find some people they like.
The older kids get the harder it is to just throw any random two together and hope they become lifelong friends. Even if you use a computer dating-like matching criterion that says this kid plays soccer and so does that one and they both are good at math and a little quirky, tada they just end up not really liking each other. It’s not like throwing two four year olds together and one looks at the other and says, “You have arms and I have arms, so do you want to go on the swings with me and be friends?”
Making friends is like dieting. You have to work at it, it’s not just eating or exercise but both. If you want to have a friend you have to be a friend. I remember when my parents moved to London in 1979 they decided to throw a party to meet all the people who lived on their street in St. Johns Wood. Not knowing any one’s names my parents sent my sister Janet out to put invitations in everyone’s mail slot.
The day of the party came and the whole street showed up at my parent’s house. My Dad put out a big spread with lots of liquor, which was totally consumed by the guests. My family being the newest people on the block was shocked to discover that hardly anyone knew each other. Although people seemed to have a good time, days after the party when my Dad saw his new neighbors on the street they did not greet him as friend, which is what my North Carolina born and breed father expected.
He went to work and asked one of his British colleagues why this was. The Brit told him, “If we considered you a close friend after one meeting what would we have to talk with you about in the future?” Apparently the “getting to know you” phase of friendship was a much longer time period in the UK than in southern America.
Just like you can’t lose all the weight you want overnight so to might it take a little while to make a really good friend. If you have to work at it, it will be that much sweeter.
I bet if I looked around my room a little I will find other magazines that are touting answers to problems I have. I’m waiting for the magazine to show up with the headlines, Your House is Free of Clutter- Now what? Or You’ve Gotten so Thin You Need a New Wardrobe- Where to Begin? Those are problems I would like to have.
Thanks Be to Friends
Posted: March 19, 2013 Filed under: Diet- comedy | Tags: cbs sunday morning, friends 2 CommentsI love when I learn scientific proof for something I always believed in my gut. I just saw a segment on CBS Sunday Morning about the power of friendship. Not just the schmaltzy importance of friendship, but evidence that friends help us carry life’s loads.
A Professor at UVA asked people to put on a heavy backpack and estimate the incline of a very steep hill. Then he did the same thing except that the person had a friend stand by their side when they did it, nothing else just be there. Overwhelmingly people who had a friend there estimated the difficulty of climbing the hill as dramatically easier than the people who were alone. The mere presence of the friend somehow lessened the perceived burden.
Another professor gave people small shocks while they were getting an MRI and recorded the pain receptors in their brain. Then he did the same experiment with a friend holding the hand of the person receiving the shocks. The pain receptors hardly registered anything when a friend was present thus creating less wear on the body.
Dieting works the same way, at least for me. By sharing the burden of needing to lose weight with my friends helps me actually stick to my plan and not feel deprived. This blog is my daily connection to so many friends, old and new, known and unknown, that spreads out my burden so I don’t feel I am carrying it alone.
Worrying is something that causes our body’s physical stress and most of what we worry about is anticipatory. Will something bad happen? How bad will it be? Having a friend somehow helps dissipate a problem, according to these learned Professors. I am going to go one step further and say sharing the problem with your friend can make you feel better, as long as you don’t overwhelm your friend with your problems. Don’t expect your friend to solve your issues, but just having someone close to listen can reduce your pain receptors, whether you can see them on an MRI or not.
Of course the old saying holds true here, “To have a friend, you must be a friend.” I want to thank all my wonderful friends who help me carry the load and encourage you all to spread your difficulties out into the world and not carry anything alone.
Life Without Sound Effects
Posted: March 18, 2013 Filed under: Diet- comedy | Tags: cbs sunday morning, friends, ipad, solitaire, sound effects 2 CommentsI love games. To me computers, ipads and smart phones were invented really just to act as substitutes for game playing friends. Of course actual live friends who also like to play games are my number one choice of game interaction, but in the late of the night when I am snuggled down in bed next to a non-game-loving-ipad-magazine-reading husband playing solitaire on my ipad is a good second choice.
I usually play electronic games in the silent mode so as not to bother anyone else or so I can still watch TV while playing. Even though I am playing game against myself and no one will be the wiser if I win or lose I still play uber competitively.
What does that mean in solitaire? First I play Las Vegas rules which means that the deck of cards costs 52 imaginary dollars and for every card I get in the Aces piles I earn back 5 dollars per card. You only get to turn the discard pile over three times before the game is over and you turn the cards three at a time so if you can’t move the top card onto a different pile you don’t even know what you are missing underneath.
The second way I compete is that I play speed solitaire, trying to move all the cards to the Aces piles faster than I have before. Since I have been playing this particular game on my ipad for a number of years it gets harder and harder to break into my top fifteen fastest games. I think my best time was one minute and 22 seconds.
Today when I had ten minutes between commitments I pulled out my ipad and starting playing solitaire. For some reason the volume control was up one notch from silent which I did not notice until I failed to win my first game and I heard a faint sound of a crowd saying “OOHHHH,” in that “too bad for you” kind of way.
Wait a minute, why was the crowd feeling sorry for me? Although I had failed to clear the board I did win a good amount of imaginary money because I had gotten my spades pile up to 5, hearts to jack, diamonds to 10 and clubs to 4, which in monetary terms meant I had earned $155. When you subtract the $52 initial investment I had net $103 — Nothing to feel sorry for me about. Yet the sound effects still played a little pity party for me because I had not cleared the board.
I quickly dropped the volume control back to nothing because I don’t want anyone else to determine what the sound effects for my life should be, but me. We all don’t have the same perspective on what is good or bad, or successful or failure, nor should we. Each one of us needs to decide if a situation is funny or scary, not the man playing the organ at a silent picture show. Today I encourage you to ignore the sounds that others, be they live humans or mere machines, make about you and create your own life’s soundtrack. Mine has a lot more laughter and cheers than sobs and jeers.
