Okay so this is technically week two of the big diet adventure...but I'm really saying it's week one since I just officially signed up for WW online yesterday. Man...I haven't mastered the art of feeling full. I have, however mastered the art of feeling like I'm going to gnaw my own arm off. Then again...that would probably be too many points plus. WHY is it so easy to gain wait...and yet so incredibly hard to lose it. And why, oh why must food taste so good?? I have decided to no longer buy things in which I can't stop myself from eating. The problem lies in the fact that I have replaced popsicles with frozen grapes. Good, right?? Seeing as how fruits and veggies are no longer points...I can eat all I want. Nope...that's where it gets ya. You eat until you're satisfied. Okay, so what about when you're in my case...and you're never satisfied?? I could probably eat my way through a vineyard of grapes (wine works too) and still want to eat more. What's funny is we ran out of grapes on Sunday...and I swear it's like I was having withdrawals from frozen grapes yesterday. So much so that I bought three bags at Kroger...and I'll probably go back tomorrow and get more. They are on sale for 98 cents...which is super cheap for grapes. I need to buy a freezer dedicated solely to them. But I guess my problem is...if I'm eating all these grapes...how is it really any better than my plethora of popsicles? Grapes have calories too.
I am trying to eat smaller portions and have periodic healthy snacks throughout the day. Can anyone guess what my afternoon snack consists of?? Grapes?? You guessed it!! Sometimes it consists of string cheese instead. They say protein helps you feel full longer. You know what I think?? I think string cheese is just a tease. Oh well...It will get better...and I know once I drop a pants size, or see a change in the scale I'll feel more encouraged.
So...how does one successfully diet and not want to eat an appendage??
On another note...
Remember the "nerdy/geek" person I wrote that lovely letter to?? Well I have more to say.
Dear "that person",
I understand that you are always out to make yourself look smart...and feel smart. Remember...we have had this discussion of how you put others down to bring yourself up? So...when I read you one of the daily calendar pages from my "Butter my butt and call me a biscuit" calendar, I don't need you to tell me that it's not proper grammar. And let me list the reasons why.
1. The calendar is calendar is called "butter my butt and call me a biscuit". Really...what did you expect.
2. I don't give a flying eff if it's grammatically correct or not.
3. If I wanted to get an english lesson then I would enroll in school...and get a diploma.
4. Remember...there was a time when "OMG", "LOL", "drama queen", "soul patch", "waterboarding", and "unfriend" weren't actually words but guess what...they're now in the dictionary.
Sincerely,
I'm not your student
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
Pondering...
I have been pondering a few things...and I have a letter to a no named person.
Let's say you have a friend and they start dating someone. If you and said someone don't get along...OR if the someone doesn't like you...does it matter?? Because a friend said it doesn't matter. This person said I don't have to like the person my friend dates...or that the person doesn't have to like me. I disagree. I feel it's kind of a big deal. Because after all...isn't the beauty of adult friendships to hang out with other couples...generally your friends?? How awkward and terribly unfun is it to hang out with people that don't get along...or who refuse to hang out with you?? Thoughts???
And here's my letter.
Dear self proclaimed "Nerdy Geeky" boy,
I get it. Maybe you were picked on, or bullied in school and now you hate all people you assume are "like" the offender. Well I was picked on too. I know what it's like to come home from school crying every day. I know what it's like to hold on to that hostility. I get it. However, not everyone that is stereotypical "non-nerdy/geeky" person is like that. Not every football player is your stereotypical Jock. Some can actually be nice. However, what I think you fail to realize is that YOU have now become the bully. You are now the picker oner. (I realize that is not a word). You intellectually demean others to make yourself feel better about yourself...at the expense of others. It's not an admirable quality.
I truly know that you are a good person. You actually have times when you are quite enjoyable, and fun, and one could possibly like you as a friend. But for your own sake, and the sake of so many others...stop looking down on everyone that isn't like you.
Let's say you have a friend and they start dating someone. If you and said someone don't get along...OR if the someone doesn't like you...does it matter?? Because a friend said it doesn't matter. This person said I don't have to like the person my friend dates...or that the person doesn't have to like me. I disagree. I feel it's kind of a big deal. Because after all...isn't the beauty of adult friendships to hang out with other couples...generally your friends?? How awkward and terribly unfun is it to hang out with people that don't get along...or who refuse to hang out with you?? Thoughts???
And here's my letter.
Dear self proclaimed "Nerdy Geeky" boy,
I get it. Maybe you were picked on, or bullied in school and now you hate all people you assume are "like" the offender. Well I was picked on too. I know what it's like to come home from school crying every day. I know what it's like to hold on to that hostility. I get it. However, not everyone that is stereotypical "non-nerdy/geeky" person is like that. Not every football player is your stereotypical Jock. Some can actually be nice. However, what I think you fail to realize is that YOU have now become the bully. You are now the picker oner. (I realize that is not a word). You intellectually demean others to make yourself feel better about yourself...at the expense of others. It's not an admirable quality.
I truly know that you are a good person. You actually have times when you are quite enjoyable, and fun, and one could possibly like you as a friend. But for your own sake, and the sake of so many others...stop looking down on everyone that isn't like you.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
It's electric...boogy woogy woogy
You'd think it's winter outside or something but lately my hair has had quite the case of static. I can't so much as run my hand through my hair without looking like I had my finger in the light socket. What is causing all this static? Do I need to start to tumble dry before leaving my house??
But...on another note...I am IN LOVE with a new shampoo and conditioner. You see...I was introduced to Morrocan Oil at my first hair appointment at Flirt Salon. I loved the smell, and how shiney and pretty it made my hair. What I didn't like was the $40 price tag. Well I recently read in one of my many magazines that there is a shampoo and conditioner made with Morrocan Oil...but it's by Organix. It was pricey compared to my normal cheap shampoo...but it left my hair smelling amazing...and oh so shiney!! I highly recommend using this.
And on a slightly random note...I found the most awesome website today. http://www.operationbeautiful.com/
Go there and check it out!!
TSA pat down
I had to rant about this...and I really didn't know what avenue to do it. Facebook doesn't allow me enough characters for a proper rant! So I saw this clip today. Now, I understand the little girl is 6. And in our country most 6 year olds don't pose a huge threat...although I have seen my fair share of 6 year olds that scare me...but there are some countries where a 6 year old can probably shot a gun...and shoot it well. Here's my issue. In watching the video...I saw nothing inappropriate with the pat down. It was a female TSA agent patting down a little girl. The scene in Crash where the lady get's a pat down...now THAT is going over the line...and that is abuse...but this? Maybe if I were a parent I would feel differently. And I know that I am usually playing the devil's advocate but come on. One person in the message board compared it to rape. SERIOUSLY? In that case. Those TSA agents should ALL go to jail for the rest of their lives...because in a sense they are "raping" every single person they pat down. In all cases, there is a right and wrong way to do things. Had this employee done something that wasn't protical, or had she done something that wasn't standard for all pat downs then I would say yes...be up in arms...but she did her job.
Why is it that the people that complain about things like this are the same people that complain about having to have a body scan. Here's a thought...don't like it...don't fly. Pretty freaking simple. I am sure there are plenty of lovely rental car places that would just love to rent you a nice Ford Taurus. And those same people are the ones that would say the goverment isn't doing their job if a terrorist did get through security and on to a plane and we had ourselves another 9/11.
So let me help you out...Don't want to get a pat down at the airport??
1. Don't fly
2. Find a way to have world peace
3. Drive
4. Take a train. I hear scenery is beautiful this time of year.
5. Take a Greyhound. At least that way you can complain about the person sitting next to you that hasn't showered in a month. But you didn't get a pat down.
I'm off my soapbox now. It's just infuriating to me th at people make life a damned if you do, damned if you don't situation.
Why is it that the people that complain about things like this are the same people that complain about having to have a body scan. Here's a thought...don't like it...don't fly. Pretty freaking simple. I am sure there are plenty of lovely rental car places that would just love to rent you a nice Ford Taurus. And those same people are the ones that would say the goverment isn't doing their job if a terrorist did get through security and on to a plane and we had ourselves another 9/11.
So let me help you out...Don't want to get a pat down at the airport??
1. Don't fly
2. Find a way to have world peace
3. Drive
4. Take a train. I hear scenery is beautiful this time of year.
5. Take a Greyhound. At least that way you can complain about the person sitting next to you that hasn't showered in a month. But you didn't get a pat down.
I'm off my soapbox now. It's just infuriating to me th at people make life a damned if you do, damned if you don't situation.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Just in time...
So Spring has sprung...and so have I. Into action that is. I am officially about the heaviest I have ever been and I am NOT enjoying it. Therefore, I am going to change my lifestyle. Notice I didn't say the dreaded "d" word. It's about eating healthy. I learned over the last three or four days that the key to surviving is:
1. Don't buy things that are low fat that you know you won't limit.
2. Find food and recipes that you will actually enjoy eating. So far I have found several.
See, number one is key because I bought ww ice cream sandwiches...and I had popsicles. However if you eat 8 popsicles (oh that's nothing for me) in one evening then the fact that they have low calories doesn't exactly count...because when you're eating 8 that adds up. I have since decided that when this box of ice cream sandwiches...in all their delicious glory, is gone I won't get anymore. I will just have to find something else to eat...that I may not gorge myself on.
For dinner last night we had quesadillas. I got the idea from here only I used white instead of whole wheat. So basically it's one tortilla (I used the medium size - bigger than taco, smaller than quesadilla), cut up a red pepper (free on ww p+ now), cut up an onion (also free I believe), spinach leaves, ham (I bought the small ham pieces already cut up (it was 4 servings and it was 1.5 grams of fat per serving...so not bad), and the most amazing (seriously...I am SOOOO in love) Babybel Bonbel cheese. Perfectly portioned incredibleness!!! So you cut up the onion and cook until "scorched", then add the ham, and red pepper. Cook about 3 minutes and then put on a plate. Put a tortilla in the pan and put a little of the cheese (the creator of the recipe shredded hers...I just pulled mine apart) on half and top with the spinach (next time I have to figure out a way to wilt my spinach a little so I can add more), then top with the ham and veggie goodness followed by the rest of the cheese. Fold the half that isn't covered over and press down. Then after a couple minutes flip it. Casey loved it. I loved it. I ate it without sour cream...which is a huge deal because I eat a condiment with practically everything. I'm a dipper!!! It was awesome!! Tasted restaurant quality and all low fat. I am LOVING Laughing Cow and all their cheeses.
For lunch today...I have a new favorite sandwich that I got from the same website. She calls it a Poor Mans Egg Sandwich. All you do is take a hard boiled egg and slice it (I really need to get an egg slicer), then take your bread (I used the new sandwich thins...which are great) and put a thin coat of lite mayo. I also put a little mustard...then top with your sliced egg and put salt on it...then put the other piece of bread on top. I hate pepper but most people would want to put salt and pepper on it. It was SO tasty and really not that bad for you. I shall have another tomorrow.
Well that's all for now. Tonight I have to take my dreaded "before" pictures...WORST!!! Oh well...I need motivation!!
1. Don't buy things that are low fat that you know you won't limit.
2. Find food and recipes that you will actually enjoy eating. So far I have found several.
See, number one is key because I bought ww ice cream sandwiches...and I had popsicles. However if you eat 8 popsicles (oh that's nothing for me) in one evening then the fact that they have low calories doesn't exactly count...because when you're eating 8 that adds up. I have since decided that when this box of ice cream sandwiches...in all their delicious glory, is gone I won't get anymore. I will just have to find something else to eat...that I may not gorge myself on.
For dinner last night we had quesadillas. I got the idea from here only I used white instead of whole wheat. So basically it's one tortilla (I used the medium size - bigger than taco, smaller than quesadilla), cut up a red pepper (free on ww p+ now), cut up an onion (also free I believe), spinach leaves, ham (I bought the small ham pieces already cut up (it was 4 servings and it was 1.5 grams of fat per serving...so not bad), and the most amazing (seriously...I am SOOOO in love) Babybel Bonbel cheese. Perfectly portioned incredibleness!!! So you cut up the onion and cook until "scorched", then add the ham, and red pepper. Cook about 3 minutes and then put on a plate. Put a tortilla in the pan and put a little of the cheese (the creator of the recipe shredded hers...I just pulled mine apart) on half and top with the spinach (next time I have to figure out a way to wilt my spinach a little so I can add more), then top with the ham and veggie goodness followed by the rest of the cheese. Fold the half that isn't covered over and press down. Then after a couple minutes flip it. Casey loved it. I loved it. I ate it without sour cream...which is a huge deal because I eat a condiment with practically everything. I'm a dipper!!! It was awesome!! Tasted restaurant quality and all low fat. I am LOVING Laughing Cow and all their cheeses.
For lunch today...I have a new favorite sandwich that I got from the same website. She calls it a Poor Mans Egg Sandwich. All you do is take a hard boiled egg and slice it (I really need to get an egg slicer), then take your bread (I used the new sandwich thins...which are great) and put a thin coat of lite mayo. I also put a little mustard...then top with your sliced egg and put salt on it...then put the other piece of bread on top. I hate pepper but most people would want to put salt and pepper on it. It was SO tasty and really not that bad for you. I shall have another tomorrow.
Well that's all for now. Tonight I have to take my dreaded "before" pictures...WORST!!! Oh well...I need motivation!!
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Love is in the air...(no, it's not what you think)
Here are just a few small things I am LOVING on right now.
I am SO loving my UK Wildcats!!! A-MAZING!!! FINAL FOUR BABY!!! We have an Indy team and my team going to the final four. Does it get any better??
I am also loving the fact that I have turned Madison into a Mini-Me. I have not only made her as addicted to pop-ice as me...but I have also made her addicted to frozen grapes!! The best food on the planet. Too bad grapes in excess are so expensive!!! If only I could have my own vineyard. Of course that would mean I would need my own workers too.
Lastly...I happened about this Gluten free Casein Free recipe...that was literally so simple I just had to try it...even if it was horrible. Chicken thighs (bone in) and honey. Yep...that's it. Pardon my lack of cooking knowledge, but all you do is take a square baking dish (that's where my lack of knowledge comes in...I have no idea what size the baking dish is). Spray some pam (making sure it's GFCF) in the pan. Pour honey on the bottom to cover the dish. Put the thighs in...skin side down (yes...use the skin...it has healthy fatty acids). Cover with honey. The recipe called for 1/4 cup honey...but I just pour honey all over it until its covered. Cover with aluminum foil. Bake for 90 minutes at 350. I just put it in for 45 minutes, take it out, turn the chicken over and cover with honey, then cover and put back in for 45 more minutes. Now...I have made this recipe twice and both times the sides were incredible. The first time we had this meal I made quinoa. When the quinoa was done cooking I poured in some lemon infused olive oil, stirred and then poured a little of the honey juices in it. Quinoa is a very nutricious super food. The second time I made corn fritter/pancake type things. That was just a box of Jiffy mix, a can of creamed corn, and 1 1/2 teaspoons of sugar. I didn't have enough oil to fry them, so I just put them in a pan like pancakes. I just put them in like pancakes. Once again, I poured some of the honey juices on the corn cakes. So delicious!!!
I think that's all my love for one day.
I am SO loving my UK Wildcats!!! A-MAZING!!! FINAL FOUR BABY!!! We have an Indy team and my team going to the final four. Does it get any better??
I tried a new hair color that I LOVE!! Not necessarily the color...although I do like it a lot...but the fact that it's foam. I had bought the Nice and Easy foam but read horrible reviews about it...so now those two boxes sit on my table. Then I decided on Samy Fat Foam Hair Color...but then I saw John Frieda's Precision Foam...and I got that one too...just to be on the safe side. I used the JF color and it's amazing. Normally when I color my hair I have haircolor all over me...my bathroom, the floor, the shower...every where imaginable. With it being foam, it didn't go anywhere...accept on my hair...where it was supposed to go. And quite possibly the best part is that it has virtually no smell. Normally I almost sufficate when coloring my hair...but not this time.
This next little wonder has surely changed how i feel about laundry. I saw an add for Purex softener crystals that you put in at the beginning of the wash. While at Walmart I decided to give it a whirl. My clothes have NEVER smelled So good. I will be buying this indefinitely. It's simply irrestible.
And while we are on the subject of things at Walmart. Lemishine is the best thing next to sliced bread. It doesn't matter what we do...our water is so hard that it practically is pointless to use the dishwasher. the plates come out looking like they have chalk all over them. You have to hand wash the dishwasher washed dishes. That is...until Lemishine came in my life. I don't know if this stuff has a little bit of built in magic added to it...but it's unbelievable. I can only find it at Walmart...and only at one Walmart. I stocked up this time and bought three bottles. I do NOT want to run out of this again!!!
Friday, March 18, 2011
A letter to all parents…
The next time you get annoyed at your child for interrupting you while you are on the phone…
Be thankful your child has the ability to talk
The next time your child is whiny because they are sick or their tummy hurts…
Thank God your child can tell you where it hurts.
The next time you complain about having to drive here, there, and everywhere for your children…
Be glad to know that when they are 16 they will be able to drive
The next time your child talks back…
Remember at least you have the chance to hear “I love you” without having to prompt your child.
The next time your kids fight...
Be glad that at least they are socially interacting
You see…it hit me this morning as I was getting ready for work and I heard Madison babbling away in the living room. It was adorable…she was being so “talkative”. And it made me realize how very easy it is to take the simple things in life for granted. I do it all the time.
Granted I didn’t birth her…or hold her in my womb for 9 months…I do help raise her every day. I help give her a bath…and make her hair pretty…so that at least she has one less thing to worry about dealing with during the day. Kids are cruel…and they will only get worse as she ages…so if I can give her every single opportunity to fit in…I’m going to try.
As I said…I’m not her biological parent…but I love her as if she were my own. I’m hard…probably too much so…because I want the absolute best for her. I push her…because I know that with a little prodding she can excel beyond even my own wildest dreams. I know how I feel about her…and I can’t begin to know how hard it is for Casey. It’s heartbreaking to see that your child wants to talk…but can’t. Seeing the tears in their eyes as they try so desperately to pronounce a word. Its torture seeing your child sick…only you have no idea where it hurts and where you can kiss the boo boo…because they can’t tell you. Casey is a saint with her. His patience with her knows no bounds. I’m…well…not so much.
While having an autistic child is challenging beyond imagination…I wouldn’t change her for the world. Would it be nice if she could talk?? Of course…but seeing how she looks at the world is amazing. Seeing from her point of view sheds new light on every day things. And quite frankly…it’s fascinating. She will grow to be a remarkable young lady…and I can’t wait to see what she will accomplish!
Be thankful your child has the ability to talk
The next time your child is whiny because they are sick or their tummy hurts…
Thank God your child can tell you where it hurts.
The next time you complain about having to drive here, there, and everywhere for your children…
Be glad to know that when they are 16 they will be able to drive
The next time your child talks back…
Remember at least you have the chance to hear “I love you” without having to prompt your child.
The next time your kids fight...
Be glad that at least they are socially interacting
You see…it hit me this morning as I was getting ready for work and I heard Madison babbling away in the living room. It was adorable…she was being so “talkative”. And it made me realize how very easy it is to take the simple things in life for granted. I do it all the time.
Granted I didn’t birth her…or hold her in my womb for 9 months…I do help raise her every day. I help give her a bath…and make her hair pretty…so that at least she has one less thing to worry about dealing with during the day. Kids are cruel…and they will only get worse as she ages…so if I can give her every single opportunity to fit in…I’m going to try.
As I said…I’m not her biological parent…but I love her as if she were my own. I’m hard…probably too much so…because I want the absolute best for her. I push her…because I know that with a little prodding she can excel beyond even my own wildest dreams. I know how I feel about her…and I can’t begin to know how hard it is for Casey. It’s heartbreaking to see that your child wants to talk…but can’t. Seeing the tears in their eyes as they try so desperately to pronounce a word. Its torture seeing your child sick…only you have no idea where it hurts and where you can kiss the boo boo…because they can’t tell you. Casey is a saint with her. His patience with her knows no bounds. I’m…well…not so much.
While having an autistic child is challenging beyond imagination…I wouldn’t change her for the world. Would it be nice if she could talk?? Of course…but seeing how she looks at the world is amazing. Seeing from her point of view sheds new light on every day things. And quite frankly…it’s fascinating. She will grow to be a remarkable young lady…and I can’t wait to see what she will accomplish!
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