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I was looking through my friends' photos on flickr and found this great photo that my friend, Ari took. It triggered something.

I am now in this land in between plus sized and not. This is exciting in some ways but more confusing than anything.

I need to buy jeans because fall is coming and I only have one pair that are flattering. The rest are too big (not complaining).

Oh, and I need bras too. Another pricey item.

It's just that I am poor and buying a new wardrobe is expensive. Plus, being in this middle ground, shopping is sort of annoying. I just don't know where to go. As much as I love Old Navy, a girl's gotta branch out. My plus size sized stores (that I will always be a patron of now that Ashley Stewart goes as low as a size 12 -- a size that I was when I was the ideal weight for a 6 foot tall femaie. Note: this weight is much, much smaller than I am now. My WW leader and I are mulling over if that weight is a good final goal. I don't know. I remember being hungry back then. Seriously, I'm not joking.)

I am still on the weight loss treadmill but I am less hard on myself. I know it is going to take more time to lose this next 25 pounds so I am just relaxing and trying to be as disciplined as I can while not driving myself insane. I am a pretty competitive person, especially with myself, so I am trying to chill out.

Green Light

My new running song.

Sarah Palin Gender Card

For the past two weeks, I've been obsessed with politics. Admit it, whatever side you're on, this election has had more new developments than a week on Perez Hilton. I stand by my candidate Barack Obama (and I know that if he loses I might have to take some time off from work to get over my depression.) Still I have to thank the Republicans for keeping it interesting.

I could go on about some of the great moments and the great contradictions that have arisen from this campaign but I think I'll leave that to my boyfriend (in my next life), Jon Stewart.

Milk

Check out the trailer for the Harvey Milk biopic directed by Gus Van Sant and and starring Sean Penn. Wow, it looks good!

Stand Up to Cancer

Tonight, during my nightly Sex and the City rerun, I saw an old friend, Lovette George.  Friend might be a big word but Lovette was an actress who was often in shows at Lincoln Center Theater.  She made jewelry and would spend many nights just sitting with me chatting while I was the night receptionist there.  She was always funny and really kind.  We talked about how there were just not enough good men.  We gossiped about actors (and she never made me weird when I asked for dish on some of her actor friends). 

A few years ago she passed away from ovarian cancer at 44 years old. 

Lovette was in just one scene of this episode.  It's the episode where Carrie finds out that Big and Natasha got married, a moment that I have had myself.  It's called Attack of the Five Foot Ten Woman.  Lovette is the woman at the desk of the charity auction.  She tells Carrie that Natasha will not be attending the event.

I was surprised how emotional I became seeing her.  I was just sort of thrown.  It really hit me what a loss we all experienced when she passed away.  I just saw her smile and kind of lost it. 

I've been hearing about this fundraiser called Stand Up to Cancer that is airing on Friday.  I'm not saying that giving some money at this fundraiser is enough but it's a start.

(P.S.  My friend, Nicki, wrote a great story for the Stand Up to Cancer website.  It is really moving so check it out.)

Trouble the Water

I wrote a longer entry about this film at Engine Feed, my work blog, but it bears repeating. See this film! The trailer is below. (Random side note: In the longer entry I wanted to say that the US government was sexist, classist and racist but I didn't feel like I could that there. So I am doing that here.)

Katy Perry Silliness

I just don't get the song "I Kissed A Girl".  I mean, I get it but I think it's sort of dumb.  And I also don't really see why she has a career from it.  Not to hate.  Her cd/album/mp3s (what do we call this now?) could be great.  This song just mystifies me. 

Apparently it mystifies my friend, Giulia Rozzi too.  She wrote a great Huffington Post blog entry about it.  My fave part here is where Giulia discusses Katy Perry's parents being worried that she is now gay (so ridiculous):

So Mr. and Mrs. Hudson I don't think your darling daughter is gay (I mean her lyrics are sorta gay, as in lame, not lesbian gay). Your darling daughter is a smart songstress who knew that singing about girl kissing would knock her into Billboards Top Ten. Yes, one would think that after years of seeing "straight" ladies locking lips (ie: nearly every hot tub scene on MTV's Real World turns into a reenactment of that infamous pool scene from Wild Things) America would be desensitized to the whole "girl on girl" novelty, but it's not and it probably never will be. (Oh how I'd love to hear a song by a totally straight male musician called "I Frenched a Dude").

Honestly, this song just makes me feel old.  It makes me get why our parents used to say, "I don't get kids these days."  And that sort of sucks.

 

Tuckergurl From July to August

I found this clever thing on the internet called a Wordle.  "Wordle is a toy for generating “word clouds” from text that you provide."  I'm not sure I really get it but it looks cool.  You can put in any text and it takes the works and creates an image from the words.  To see it in all it's glory, go here.  I chose to take my blog over the past few months.  I love that coffee and Ryan are in there.  I love that hungry and movie are the larger words.  Create one yourself.  It's fun and extrapolate all the meaning you'd like.

Mamma Mia

This week Mamma Mia because the highest grossing movie musical of all time! It just took the title from Hairspray.

I'm still not seeing it.

Ryan and Rachel are back!

I heart Ryan Gosling. 

I heart Rachel McAdams. 

When they were together I was happy. 

When they were apart I was sad. 

Now they're together again and I feel some strange sense of joy and satisfaction.  This photo is of them smooching at a cafe in Toronto yesterday.  (All I have to say is that is sucks to be a celebrity.  You can't even have brunch with your girlfriend without paparazzi.  Still, I wouldn't have this info without the paparazzi so ... I am going to stop over thinking this and just bask in the glow of their love.)