dear body ...

After being a hermit for the last little while, I was finally a little social with The Boy and my close friend. First was watching Law Abiding Citizen and cuddling/munching on pizza. He still has a bunch of exams to go, so I'm glad for every moment we can be together. After that, I went with my friend to Starbucks for our first Peppermint Mochas of the season (yay!) and while spending some much-needed catch-up time with her, she finally introduced me to the first episode of GLEE. Consider me hooked!

Yummy!

But now I want to steer somewhere different. Another 'social' moment I had yesterday was with my parents -- where my Dad asked me if I worked out my butt, because it's (quote) "out of proportion with your body. It's too big." (unquote) I've always had a pretty big bum (even getting nicknames like ghetto booty) but to hear from my own Dad that there was something wrong with my body ... well,  it hit me. Surprisingly, it made me want to praise my body instead of being self-conscious of it. So, while this might seem like I'm tooting my own horn or something ... I think you should try this out. Each body part is special in its own way (oo-er), so why not thank it?

Dear Body ...

Dear Legs ... You're pretty long, and that's cool. But knees, please stop cracking. You make me sound like I'm forty years old.

Dear Hands ... You're attached to orangutan arms, but you're pretty handy (oh boy). I have an odd relationship with you, left hand -- thanks for helping me write, but you make it really hard to find lecture seats. By the way, I'm sorry I keep nibbling on your fingernails. I promise I'll get rid of that habit one day.

Dear Chest ... Thank you for finally growing.

Dear Butt ... Please stop growing. But I like your size, no matter what anyone else says.

Dear Heart ... Thank you for not breaking after all those silly mishaps with the same guy over and over again. Thank you for hanging in there, and thank you for pounding with joy every single time I see The Boy.

Dear Mouth ... Thank you for allowing me to taste so many delicious things. Oh, and thanks for pretty darn good teeth. But I beg you, please don't let my wisdom teeth grow in.

Dear Eyes ... You allow me to see so many things, even though I'm stubborn and refuse to wear my glasses half the time. Please don't take it too hard. Oh, and thanks for changing colours throughout the years -- I like you hazel.

Dear Stomach ... We have the biggest love-hate relationship, and you're probably the most sensitive part of my body. But thank you for allowing so many foods inside of you.

Dear Brain ... You have the weirdest memory ever -- I don't think knowing the lyrics to ten thousand songs will ever help me out unless I'm on a game show. But I love you nonetheless.

Dear Hair ... you have really annoying bangs. But you're pretty nice and you keep my ears nice and warm.

Dear Body ... Thank you for still going after all these years.

P.S. Sorry I neglected you nose, and ears, and anything else I missed ... you know I love ya.

Love, 

Me

I welcome anyone else to do this -- just let me know if you do, I'd love to read them. Hope you didn't mind me ranting on about my body, haha. I hope you all have an amazing rest of the weekend -- I'm going to be finishing up the Christmas cards, playing The Sims, catching up on blogs, and hopefully have a few more social moments while gift-shopping.

What do you have planned for the weekend? :)