Monthly Archives: January 2011

Self control fatigue

George Will is a Washington Post columnist whose work appears in our local paper. Sweet Hubby reads him all the time. I read him when Sweet Hubby says he has a good column. Will’s columns require extreme concentration, as he definitely considers his audience to be college professor and above. Sometimes I have to read a sentence twice, or even look up a word, to assure I got his meaning.

 Regardless, his January 7 column provoked a lot of thought about self control and personal will.

Essentially the column gives a break to those who have already disbanded their New Year’s resolutions. We can all blame our lack of willpower to lose weight or change our eating and drinking habits to “self control fatigue.” I guess that means we blame our inability to keep resolutions on being too tired to exhibit self control.

I do not make New Year’s Resolutions any more although I do like the idea of January as a month to get organized, clean out closets and start the new year fresh. Pretty much, January is a dull month anyway.

It’s sort of annoying in January to see our classes at the rec center filled up with faces I’ve never seen and space so cramped we can barely follow along without hitting each other. By March the classes will be back to normal size again, with maybe one or two new faces among all us regulars. I guess that’s the element of self control fatigue Will discusses.

One thing I’ve noticed is that while some people can really make progress with a New Year’s Resolution, there’s nothing like a wedding to encourage self improvement. Several people I know have used their child’s upcoming wedding as motivation to lose weight, get fit and even get a shot of Botox in order to look their best for the big event.

I hope our daughters will give us advance notice if they decide to tie the knot any time soon. I have a feeling I could control my self control fatigue in that event, minus the Botox. I just don’t think I could have poison injected in my face.

All welled up!

What is wrong with choking up when you say, read or see something that is emotional? You know the feeling, your heart beats fast and your throat feels like it’s going to close up. You sort of lose your voice and you must look away to gain your composure, hoping the water that has filled your eyes won’t spill over and run down your cheeks.

Wednesday of this week, new Speaker of the House John Boehner choked back tears as he promised “transparency, greater accountability and a renewed focus on the Constitution” during his tenure. A couple of times he choked back tears when talking about his background, growing up in a working class neighborhood in Cincinnati, OH, and living the “American Dream.”

But wouldn’t you know it, a whole host of media folks have poked fun at the new Speaker. The New York Timesheadline is “John Boehner and the Politics of Crying.”   
Yahoo News calls 2011 The Year of the Tear, in its article“>”The Weep in Review: American Men Tear Up in 2010.”

Okay so he’s a cryer. Not a bad thing. It shows that he is committed and truly cares. I’m a bit tired of slick, emotionless politicians.

I choke back tears all the time, especially when I’m reading something touching. Last week I was a total bawler reading all the coverage of the TCU Horned Frogs winning the Rose Bowl. Both the LA Times and the Fort Worth Star Telegram provided some outstanding coverage, much of which brought on the waterworks.

When I was a kid, my grandma used to say that she got “all welled up.” You don’t hear that much any more, welled up. Just guessing, does welling up come from back when my grandma got their water from a well? When the tears come, it’s almost like the well within our soul is touched and up comes the bucket full of tears.

Okay enough of that.

Best wishes to the new US Congress and hopes that they can make some real progress.

Simple pleasures are the best

One of my favorite sayings is this: “Simple pleasures are the best.” I mean really, that’s a great statement. So I’m thinking, where did that saying come from? I’ve heard it all my life. It actually came from a commercial I used to watch when I was a kid.

At first I thought it was from a Folgers coffee commercial. But that jingle is “The best part of waking up, is Folgers in your cup…”

So now I’m thinking, was it a Cheerios commercial? No that was “Feeling Groovy.”

So I was forced to Google it. The commercial was Van Camps Pork and Beans. Does anyone even eat Pork and Beans anymore? I used to hate them because there was that little white piece of fat (apparently the pork) floating around, and I was scared to death it would wind up in my mouth and I might gag. The only time I ever buy Pork and Beans is when I make baked beans. The first thing I do is fish out all the little white pieces of fat, then add the brown sugar, ketchup, mustard and worcestershire
sauce, etc.

Okay so I’m off subject. Back to “Simple pleasures are the best.” According to my Google search, the jingle went like this:

Simple pleasures are the best,
All the little things that make you smile and glow,
All the things you know,
Life’s simple pleasures are the best,
Are the best,
In all the world.

And, so you know the tune, here’s the actual commercial from the early 1970s:

Now all that said, aren’t simple pleasures the best? A hand squeeze from your husband in church, an “I Love You” mouthed from your daughter as she’s pulling out of the driveway on her way back to college, a tail wagging dance from your dog as you walk in the door, the smell of a baby, a sip of cold Coca-Cola from a real coke bottle?

What are your simple pleasures?

Shower power

Everything about a shower is good. There’s nothing like a quality shower head to make a hot shower more satisfying. For years Sweet Hubby and I have searched for the perfect shower head. Traveling around the country, we have written down the names of shower heads that we liked at various hotels. We’ve tried WaterPik, Moen, and Kohler. Once I ordered a $75 shower head from one of those airline catalogs. The catalog claimed it was a true hotel shower head, but sadly it wasn’t. We didn’t like it at all.

All that said, a couple years ago I took a photo of a shower head (in a hotel) that was really excellent. It was a Speakman AnyStream. These are the best shower heads made, in my humble opinion. Sweet Hubby and I still talk about the joy of our showers

Simple Pleasures are the Best!

What’s better than a hot shower?

now that we have this shower head. I have recommended these shower heads to lots of people. When the girls move into a new apartment, the first thing Sweet Hubby does is go to Home Depot and get them a “real” shower head.

Ours is the Anystream Classic Hotel shower head. I think we paid about $45 for it at Home Depot. What I always say is that “Simple pleasures are the best.” Regardless, a good shower is a simple pleasure!

Body scrubber

Scrubbing down!For my birthday I received a wonderful bottle of Philosophy Inner Grace shower gel, which inspired me to purchase an old fashioned body scrubber. I don’t remember if I’ve ever owned a shower brush, but something about this one ($4 HEB) caught my attention. Standing there looking at sponges and other bath mitts for the same purpose, I thought that a scrub brush would be a good way to exfoliate my aging skin, especially from places I can’t reach so well. Anyway, I bought one and I love it!

With a squeeze of shower gel, this brush works up a beautiful lather and then works wonders. Sometimes I just soap it up with Dial soap rather than the expensive shower gel. The first few times I scrubbed a little too vigorously – I left the shower feeling all tingly and raw. Now I’m a bit more gentle, all the while knowing that the yucky dead skin I was wearing around is down the drain.

As well, don’t you just love the word exfoliate? Apparently, according to Wikipedia, “credit is given to the ancient Egyptians for the practice of exfoliation. In the Middle Ages, wine was used as a chemical exfoliate, with tartaric acid as the active agent. In Asia, the practice of exfoliation started hundreds of years ago. The etymology of the word exfoliate comes from the Latin exfoliate (to strip of leaves).”