Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Random thoughts.

I was really impressed by a recent story about Prince Harry, who has joined the British army. It said that he "will serve in the Blues and Royals regiment of the venerable Household Cavalry, which already has been deployed to Iraq." Harry hopes to lead an armored reconnaissance troop, which deploys in Scimitar vehicles and acts as the eyes and ears of the force commander." I'm especially impressed because there are two divisions, the armored division, where Harry will train, and the mounted regiment, which performs ceremonial duties, including guarding the queen on ceremonial and public occasions. He could have chosen the "cushier" division, but he chose one that could have him deployed. "There's no way I'm going to put myself through Sandhurst and then sit ... back home while my boys are out fighting for their country," he said. His brother William, who could become king one day, is currently undergoing military training, as well--although it remains to be seen if he'll choose the same, potentially dangerous path, as his brother. (To protect lineage to the throne, he may not be ALLOWED to.) Either way: it's one thing for the leader of a country to send its soldiers to war while their own loved ones are safe and sound back home (ahem); it's quite another to put your money where your mouth is and actually deploy WITH them.

Random thought #2: a bunch of us were congregating near the bathing suit section at work yesterday, doing some "straightening" (ie, "shopping while getting paid for it"). I mentioned that I wasn't quite ready for the immenent arrival of the dreaded bathing suit season. "Why not?" one girl asked, looking me up and down. "You're skinny."

The thing is, though: maybe my body perception is now permanently skewed, but I honestly don't see myself as "skinny." Yes, I'm much thinner than I WAS, but I still don't feel thin. Maybe I never will again. After having been a "big girl" (not that I was morbidly obese or anything, but I was definitely overweight), I wonder if, no matter how much weight I lose, I'll always see the Old Jen looking back at me in the mirror.

And on a less serious note: if a certain meteorologist ever dares to use the phrases "pleasant" and "36 degrees" together in the same sentence again, I will kick him in the gnads.

6 comments:

Anna said...

I really respect Prince Harry, his father and the British govt. for "puuting their money where their mouth is." I can't see the Bush daughters ever making that choice. I don't think they could let Prince William go though, becuase of the risk to the thrown.

Nice skinny compliment at the swim suit racks! I don't know about the forever skewed perception. That sounds like a bummer. How about instead you just love yourself for who and how you are. That sounds nicer.

LocuTus of Borg said...

LOL that is funny about the weather guy ... they are all stupid - look out the freakin' window comn!!

Nice compliment - someone said you were skinny ... don't tell us that you were jumping up and down inside with that compliment :) great job Jen!

Yes that is cool with Prince Harry - we need more people doing that.

LocuTus of Borg said...

When do I get added to your blogroll? >:P

Jen said...

Done

Bossy♥'s YOU said...

ok, I have some body issues too...people can tell me how "unfat" I may be, but I still I am..no way in hell will I get in a swim siut..you would have to drug me and beat me with with a rod iron fying pan..

and 36 degress is by no means "pleasant"

pleasnant is 77 dgress with a warm southerly wind blowing the unbrella off my pinea coloda

im just sayin

Renee said...

LOLOL Christina :-)

I actually DO think 36 is pleasant, if the sun is shining. And let's face it, for the time of year, 36 isn't too damn bad.