On Mom Jeans and Muffin Tops

This is not about body shape, it’s about clothing.

One of the reasons I don’t pay much attention to the news is that it’s either unpleasant or stupid. But, since stupidity is far more entertaining than bad stuff, I tend to gravitate towards the offbeat, weird and just plain dumb. Yesterday, it was this video on Obama and his “Mom jeans.”

Because I am so totally un-hip and out of touch, I didn’t really know what Mom jeans were. But, since yesterday was Thirsty Third Thursday (Shannon, Amy and I actually managed to get together on the scheduled day this month), I got to touch base with my own, in-house experts, i.e., the kids.

As Shannon lined up her shot on the other side of the pool table, and Amy watched from the end, I asked, “Do you guys know what Mom pants are?”

I can’t remember the exact answer, but it was something along the lines of, “Duh. Yeah! But they’re called Mom jeans.”

“Well, maybe I shouldn’t talk, because for all I know, I wear Mom pants…” says I.

“Um, I don’t remember seeing you in Mom jeans,” Amy reported. I was sort of relieved. I mean, really, I’m at the age where I don’t really care if my clothes are trendy. Though I admit, the label “Mom jeans” is just sort of embarrassing.

Anyway, as I told them, I’d much rather see women in Mom pants than those awful, low-waisted things that look absolutely adorable on only a select few women with about -10% body fat. But, if you’re even the slightest bit plump, as many women are, and you wear those things, your fat hangs over the waistband and it’s rather unsightly. Especially since the jeans are either worn with very tight shirts or, worse, short shirts that leave that flesh exposed. They are completely unflattering.

“You mean Muffin Tops?” Shannon asked.

I chortled. Leave it to Shannon to know a term like that. Amy knew it, too, of course. And once they said it, I realized just how appropriate a term it is.

Here’s a blog post from someone else that talks about Muffin Tops.

Even better is this YouTube video…

For the record, I don’t consider Obama’s pants to be Mom pants or even Dad pants for that matter. I thought they were sort of cute. (Wait, can you hear a loud shrill? That’s my oldometer going off…)

One thing I have to give Obama, he’s certainly the most attractive Pres we’ve had in a long time. I’ll bet Michelle will never be called a Muffin Top either.

So, do you feel enlightened after reading this? Or did you already know about Mom Jeans and Muffin Tops?

Publish Post

Training Update

A week ago, I reported that I’d finally managed to do the prescribed two rounds of jog 10/walk 5 in a row for a total of 30 minutes of activity. That was on a Wednesday. I did it again on Friday and on Monday. Not bad considering it wasn’t that long ago that I struggled to jog for 5 minutes.

But the news isn’t all good. The one thing I continue to struggle with is making sure I am sufficiently fed and hydrated before my sessions. I need to make a conscious effort to drink enough water on a daily basis. And I need to figure out if I need to eat extra carbs before going to bed (that can’t be good for my weight loss efforts), get up extra early, like 5:00 AM, to eat something (Power Bar), or just forgo food until after the run. I’m leaning toward the latter. Because both Monday and today I ended up with really bad abdominal cramps.

On a positive note… I jogged for 15 minutes straight this morning, covering just about 1.25 miles. I walked for 5 minutes like I am supposed to then started to jog again. I was only 5 minutes into the second run when the cramps hit.

They were really bad on Monday, so today I stopped jogging immediately and started walking toward home. I knew if the pain intensified like it had on Monday, I would’ve never made it home.

Once I did make it home, I recovered fairly quickly. I’m pretty sure it was eating less than an hour before the exercise that did it because my body has never handled the combination of food and heat very well. So, tomorrow, I won’t eat right before going out and will see what happens.

One thing I forgot to mention, I can’t put off training until later in the day because it gets too darn hot. When I run at 7:00, temps are at about the mid 60s. By 9:00 over the last couple of days, it’s been around 80, sunny and humid. It doesn’t cool down until well after nightfall, so doing it in the evenings isn’t an option either.

Wish me luck figuring this fuel thing out.

What’s Better Than A Cute Baby?

A cute baby that knows sign language!

This precious little pumpkin is Luke (last name being withheld, since he’s a minor and all). He’s the son of my friend, Annmarie. Who also happens to be my current work supervisor.

Isn’t Luke just the cutest little thing? I love seeing new pictures of him. They always make me smile.

This one, of course, made me laugh out loud.

He doesn’t really know sign language. His Mom finally just decided there was some merit to having the camera at hand all the time to catch moments just like this one. So when he’s a teenager, and his girlfriend comes over to visit, she can share this image with said girlfriend and say, “See how expressive our little Lukey-pookey was? And at such a young age!”

He’s around 6 months, I think. Or, wait, should that be “six (6) months”?

If you love this pic, too, be sure to comment so Luke knows how many people out there think he’s a real star.

Guess Who Just Turned Two

Joey, our youngest grandson, turned two on July 5th. Yesterday, we celebrated his birthday.

He’s come quite a long way in a year…

…but this image from his first birthday still cracks me up.

This is my second-favorite shot of the day. Joey and his cousin playing with bubbles.

Of course, I can’t resist sharing this picture of my handsome Hubby, a very proud, glowing Pop.