I left the comment below over at weightmaven.org, which is operated by friend Beth Mazur. Beth and I have interacted collegially, including when she published a guest post of mine a few weeks ago.
I won't add a link because he certainly doesn't need my help for traffic, but after balking a couple of times, I'm wading into the aftermath of the scurrilous post by Tuthmosis, who ran a piece about the five reasons to date an eating-disordered woman. He has been pilloried widely for saying awful things such as, "Her obsession over her body will improve her overall looks," and "She's fragile and vulnerable."
The hits keep coming on “10 Words or Less,” the feature in which I ask brief questions of interesting people and request brief answers in return. Today’s participant is one of the foremost living experts on addiction. He is a Distinguished Alumni Professor and the Donald Dizney chair of the Department of Psychiatry in the University of Florida College of Medicine. Before we proceed, here’s the usual “10 Words” disclaimer: "Ten words" is an ethic, not a limit, so please, no counting.
A guy cold-called me the other day, essentially asking for a link to a graphic his organization created about diabetes, hoping to "get this conversation outside of just the diabetes blogosphere." I said sure.
Part of his idea was that I would share what I learned from reading the graphic, but there wasn't much. Apparently, stuff I think anyone knows isn't as widely known as I'd have thought. Stuff like:
I gave a speech recently at my Toastmasters club in which I discuss my spirituality. It runs about 10 minutes, but please don't let that stop you.
I’m generally down with the message of self acceptance at the core of actress Jennifer Lawrence’s presentation to Yahoo employees, reported in this HuffPo post.
But to play off her phrasing, this is just dumb:
“You look how you look, you have to be comfortable. What are you going to do? Be hungry every single day to make other people happy? That's just dumb."
As if these are the only options?
Often, we can see how askew our norms are, just by taking a step or two back from them.
Today’s case in point is how all over America, adults are trying to dispose of the floods of candy that came into their house for Halloween, either cadged by their kids last night at their neighbors’ doors, or perhaps because fewer than expected of their neighbors’ kids came cadging at theirs.
My wonderful boy, Joseph, was born in the late afternoon 4 years ago today in a Saginaw, Mich., hospital. His birth mom had said that would be the day and she was right — little of the drama and uncertainty that I've heard is so often part of that natural process.
Smart, energetic, observant, fun-loving, somewhat obedient, well-liked by his peers, athletic, creative, he's a good boy. Georgina and I are so lucky to have him in our life. In the biggest sweepstakes imaginable, we hit the lottery.
I got an inquiry from a woman in Melbourne who'd read my book yesterday.
Ideally, I'd have a point here, to say something like, "...and I thought her point was worth discussing with a larger audience." That way, I could slip in the info that a reader in Melbourne frickin' Australia had written to little old me, without looking like I was just crowing that I have a reader from Melbourne frickin' Australia.