Sunday, August 30, 2009

check out this sweet buckle i scored

Scored this old belt buckle for five bucks at the Washington County Fair. The back of it says 1982, the year I was born. I adore it. And belts are something I recently have had a need for. Most of my old jeans no longer fit.

When I started homesteading I was a 14. Now my size 8 jeans hang off my hips at the end of the day. I still weigh roughly the same amount. (It would be a grand act of kindness to consider me a thin woman.) But the work of this small farm has moved my body around. My back and upper arms are broader and my waist keeps getting thinner. And while Cold Antler might be the reason I'm a size 8—it's also the reason I will never be a 6. I love and live to eat. Cooking, baking, gardening, chickens, pies, pizza... heaven, all. Life is too short to pass up a good meal.

I try not to be too hard on myself or compare myself to other people. The way I see it: If you got all your limbs, can see with your eyes, and can carry a bale of hay you're ahead of the game and lucky as a fast dog. Our bodies are just fine as they are. We should be grateful they're still around to show us these passing afternoons while we still have our wits about us. A person outside in the the thick of it, working, smiling, and sun-touched is what's beautiful in my book. I don't give a damn about scales, labels on my clothes, and the approval of others on the current state of my footwear. Those things: details. And I am a woman who abhors details.


Blogger kandy Gray said...

last night we when to a bra party; about 17 of us went to a bra store after hours, eight pizza and got properly fitted for braz (oh so good to have a properly fitted bra). we ranged in age from 16 to 63, and size 1 to 16, cup size A to J.... no one liked their bodies! everyone was complaining (not me, i'm good with mine, the jiggle stopped when i started jogging, now i'm good in a size 8 whoot whoot)

i spent the evening admiring everyones figure. from Bodliesk voluptuous to mommies with stretch marks to ram rod skinny; all are beautiful

it is the damn media that does it to us; 14 year olds on bill boards in woman's poses and woman's cloths etc etc.

there is nothing wrong with any of us!

August 30, 2009 at 10:56 AM  
Blogger Melodie said...

I wish all women could understand this,that beauty is a healthy body not necessarily a skinny body.I proudly boast that I am built like a farm girl!

August 30, 2009 at 11:00 AM  
Blogger René said...

I had a conversation the other day about country cooking. I love the food my grandma used to make but it really looked like a heart attack on a plate: country fried steak fried in a wrought iron skillet, mashed potatoes, gravy, and corn bread. It's food for working bodies and I figure that's good enough. Lost inches is better than lost pounds when it comes to overall health. I'd be hard pressed to believe that with all the fresh produce and such that you eat that your diet is unhealthy. I'm looking forward to that big kitchen garden some day. Then I might mind less what gravity seems to have done to my body of late.

August 30, 2009 at 1:23 PM  
Blogger bookjunky said...

"And I am a woman who abhors details."

I think this is not true. You are very noticing and appreciative of many details. Your blog is a testament to this. What I think you abhor is minutiae, trivia and the unimportant shit.

Of course, this is minutiae and quibbling over details. ;-)

Cool buckle. It feels good to be fit "as a fiddle". In spite of me working on my farm daily, that seems to elude me. I must like to eat a lot more than you. And also too fond of much wine.

August 30, 2009 at 2:00 PM  
OpenID chickadeeworkshop said...

Your wisdom about these things nearly makes me cry; you are so ahead of your generation--heck your ahead of most of MY generation (I'm 58.)

I frequently read parts of your posts to my husband (he's 66), and today he said, "I think I would really like this persn." Take that as a giant compliment, please. There are probably not many people your age he would say that about.

August 30, 2009 at 2:42 PM  
OpenID chickadeeworkshop said...

Oh, and I am so, soooo jealous of your violin belt buckle. I don't wear belts (I'm much too in love with elastic waists), but I'd still have bought it and put it somewhere.

August 30, 2009 at 2:43 PM  
Blogger Tara said...

My husband of 13 years couldn't believe it the other day when I told him I don't own a belt. :D

August 30, 2009 at 3:05 PM  
Blogger Rois said...

Homesteading has done the same thing to me.And I am green over your buckle.

August 30, 2009 at 7:14 PM  
Blogger Leiflet said...

Damn, that's hot.

August 31, 2009 at 9:14 AM  
Blogger Leiflet said...

(The belt buckle, that is).

August 31, 2009 at 9:15 AM  
Blogger Leiflet said...

(Although, i do think your philosophy about eating is hot, too. I find in general that the things that are good for us end up being pretty enjoyable-- good hard work, good homemade food, good clean fun, etc).

August 31, 2009 at 9:16 AM  
Blogger Kevin said...

Amen!!! That is an awesome belt buckle.

August 31, 2009 at 9:20 AM  
Blogger David Shearer said...

From Lamborghini to Volkswagen, it's simply a matter of taste. What really matters is what's under the hood (read "in the mind") that counts.

August 31, 2009 at 7:07 PM  
Blogger The MO Farmers Daughter said...

hi,I love your blog,your quite a gal,and i am proud of you.blessed be,

August 31, 2009 at 8:37 PM  
Blogger Mountain Man said...

Wow - big score!!! Love that buckle.

September 3, 2009 at 10:18 AM  

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