Hi Journal & Friends,
Have you ever read the name of a weight loss blog and cringed? Had your heart go out to the person that chose that name? Been worried about the mindset that would pick a name that sounded insulting to themself?? Need examples to know what I mean?
Big Bertha's Blobby Blog
Tubby Terry's Travails
Fat, Forty and Funny Francis
Gigantic Gerry's Gyrating Girth
Well, you get the picture (these are mythical... I'm not thinking of anyone in particular). Yes, they can be clever and entertaining... but I worry. Is the goal to be clever and entertaining, or to change our lives and get healthy?
I must admit, there are sooo many clever and entertaining writers, and I totally enjoy those blogs. I admire people that can write like that! But these kinds of blog names are disturbing.
This is not meant as criticism... only as concern.
Our mindset on this journey is crucial. And how we view ourself is of upmost importance. Words have meaning. Words have power. And how we describe ourselves reveals a lot about where our head is at.
"What is true about you in your mind,
you will live."
"Describe yourself in a manner
that reflects a winning identity."
I totally believe these statements from Dr Phil's book, The Ultimate Weight Solution.
I had to learn to be my own best friend. To stop labeling myself with derogatory terms, such as fat, lazy, a loser, hopeless, slob, old and useless, etc etc. And that includes my blog or anywhere else I describe myself. Because it will influence my thinking. And the battle IS won or lost between the ears.
On a lighter note...since I believe names have meaning, we have waited to give our new kitty her "real" name. This is obviously on a less important level than our journey to health, but we still wanted the right name.
Baby Sister (her nickname for now) is small, and has big V shaped ears. Her little face has a sharp pointed chin, making her whole face look like a big V. And under her chin peeks out white fur in a V shape.
So naturally I wanted a name starting with V! But her Daddy resisted the "girly" names. I liked Victoria, which means Victory in Latin. Or Vannessa, which means Butterfly in Greek. He insisted he was going to call her Vee for short, no matter which froo-froo name I picked... aagghhh!! Men!
Okay. So Baby Sister has officially been christened Vevie (rhymes with Stevie). In Welsh, it means White Wave. Under her little black chin, there is a white line in the shape of a little wave! And her Daddy gets his way... her nickname is officially Vee.
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Oh noes, make it go away!
The Paw, getting ready to strike...
Hey Butterfly, wanna play? wanna play? huh? huh?
From Dr Phil's book: "Change your thinking to change your weight."
My verse for today: "Great is your love, higher than the heavens; your faithfulness reaches to the skies."
My quote for today: "My cat speaks sign language with her tail." Robert A Stern
Enjoy the Journey,