Thursday, April 29, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
Me: Yes. I'll also drop you off at movies and other places. But I don't think you would want to be dropped off at the mall to shop. You'd probably want to go there to pick up chicks.
D: MOM!!! No I wouldn't! I don't even like girls.
Me: You will one day, trust me.
Me: You don't like any girls right now?
D: Well, yeah I do.
D: She's a 4th grader.
Me: (Gasps) An older woman!?
Me: What's her name?
Me: Does she like you?
D: I don't know.
Me: Is she pretty?
D: (Nods) Yes.
Me: Have you talked to her?
D: No. I just walk by and look at her.
Me: LMAO!!! So is she your first crush?
D: I had a crush on a 2nd grader when I was in 2nd grade. She liked me too.
Me: (Hand on chest) My goodness! Have you kissed a girl?
D: NO!!! I'm only 8 Mom!
Me: I'm just making sure. Whew!!!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Posted Sunday at 9:20am
I am not going to bitch you out after discovering nearly one hundred cigarette butts in my yard and only ONE in your yard. However, after I am finished raking up all your crap and my sun-dried mulch, I will take note that there are NO MORE butts in my yard. AND, if I find one, YOU WILL KNOW! Take care and enjoy your Sunday!
Your Annoyed Neighbor
Posted on Monday at 8:30pm
Boy-oh-boy! I'm living next door to a cult. A screaming, singing at 8pm in the backyard, always giving me their opinion, my dad can beat your dad, Ms. Smarty Pants 9yr old, my goodness is that cement on your window from our new walkway, cigarette butt throwin', how do you like the new muscle on the block (referring to his POS truck), hey I did 15 minutes on the ellipitical today, CULT!
Posted Today around 10:30am
UNBELIEVABLE!!! My neighbors son is sitting on the fence between our houses encouraging Kouma to bark. WTF is wrong with these people! And why the fuck isn't he in school?!
So there you have it! I live next door to STRESS. Today was the day that did me in, that made me say, "Dang, stress really does mess me up". After giving the "little juvie" (as my friend so kindly referred to him as) the evil eye, he finally got off the fence and retreated back into Pee-Wee's Playhouse. Not even a minute later my vision was freaking out and a headache was forming in my favorite spot, right temple. Ugh!!
Now, two doses of Extra Strength Tylenol and 9 hours later, it's starting to wear off. I put my glasses on to help ease the desire to rip my eyeballs out of my head. Because really, who wants to ruin a perfectly good pair of contacts. Anyway, it seems to be working.
I am so thankful for my wonderful hubby who bears the load of the stress in our lives. And tomorrow, I'll have him all to myself, in a meeting, with lots of other people. More on that later. Maybe.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Friday, April 9, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Woo..Weee...baby! This. Is. Good. (Or maybe I was just really really hungry. It's possible. :)) Anyway, it was so good that I had to share it with everyone. I ripped the recipe out of an All You Magazine so I can't take credit for it. Good or bad. :)
I substituted a couple of things in the recipe. Instead of ground beef I used ground turkey, and instead of canola oil I used Extra Virgin Olive Oil.
Prep: 10 min.
Cook: 1 hr. 5 min.
Cost Per Serving: $1.24
- 2 Tbsp. canola oil
- 1 onion, chopped
- 2 cloves garlic, minced
- 1-1/2 Tbsp. chili powder
- 1/2 tsp. cumin
- 1 tsp. paprika
- 1 lb. extra-lean ground beef
- 1 cup low-sodium, nonfat beef broth
- 1 28-oz. can chopped tomatoes with juices
- 2 15-oz. cans red kidney beans, rinsed and drained
- Salt and pepper
1. Warm oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Add onion and cook, stirring, until softened, about 4 minutes. Add garlic and saute' 1 minute. Stir in chili powder, cumin and paprika.
2. Add ground beef and cook, stirring, until mixture is only slightly pink, about 5 minutes.
3. Stir in beef broth and tomatoes and bring to a simmer. Reduce heat to medium and cook, stirring occasionally, until chili thickens, about 45 minutes. Add beans and cook until warmed through, about 10 minutes. Season with salt and pepper. Top with sliced scallions and a dollop of low-fat sour cream, if desired.
PER SERVING: 226 Cal., 7g Fat (2g Sat.), 35mg Chol., 7g Fiber, 19g Pro., 23g Carb., 444mg Sod.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
I turned to the hubs and told him, "I think I really do have super powers".
I can make things vibrate, and send those vibrations through my body sometimes. Hear bells and whistles in my ears, create new words to fill in the ones I
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
My first thought, "Hell no!" LOL! But soon after, another side of myself said, "There are probably thousands of people out there who are in the same position as I, and who could possibly benefit from what I have to share". Hell, Oprah is!
I'll try to make this short.
Last week I went to the Hubs and said, "I feel really stupid for saying this, really stupid, but, I think I have an addiction to food". And it wasn't the good kind of food, it was the crap food. I can't pass by a fast food chain without thinking, "I could sure go for a Whopper" or "McD's fries are heaven, and why not throw in a 2 cheeseburger meal while I'm at it".
Admitting this to my husband, was admitting it to myself. And when I finally got the words to come out of my mouth, I felt like a complete idiot. "Why am I letting food win?" It's just food afterall. It can't speak, it's not putting itself in my mouth, but yet, it has a hold of me.
When I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis I thought, "this will be the thing that makes me change". And if a chronic debilitating disease can't change me, what can? Unfortunately, it didn't change me. Well, maybe there was a temporary change but it didn't last very long. I was really upset that here I am, living with this crappy disease that I believe can easily be changed by a better diet, and I couldn't do it. Fuck!
I even rented Food, Inc. Telling the Hubs that maybe this will jerk me into some sense of realization that what I'm putting in my body isn't doing me any good. We haven't watched it yet but something else has already clicked inside of me. Allowing me to accept who/how I am and somehow, showing myself how to change it. One day at a time.
I believe that no one else can make you do something, or help you get to a certain point, unless it's something YOU really want for yourself. If you really want something bad enough, and you're mentally prepared for the fight it's going to take to get there, you can achieve it. For me, I have entered that fight. My fight is to maintain a healthy lifestyle and not give in to the temptation of food. For others it may be alcohol, drugs, cigarettes, whatever. But I am finally, FINALLY, mentally able to understand where I'm at, and understand what I need to do to fix my situation. I'm ready for it, minus the patience part. LOL!
Last week I said to myself, "I will ONLY weigh myself once a week and only do this to track my progress and hopefully ignite motivation when I see clearly that my hardword and dedication is paying off". All last week, I cut my portions down, I trimmed the amount of carbs I was eating in the evening, and I exercised every day last week. 7 days, not 5. This morning (Tuesday) I weighed myself and I have dropped a little over 2lbs since last Monday. The drop was nice and it did make me think, "this is working", but the number didn't matter much. I feel great! And able. And my body, ooohhh baby, my body is going places. Ha! Ha!
It's only been a week and I'm far from where I want to be but I'm definitely moving in the right direction. My weak moments for crappy processed foods are dwindling but they are still there. Now I just think to myself, "eating that is going to give me temporary satisfaction with permenant after effects". Like a big ass, a sluggish heart, thunder thighs, and probably more MS symptoms.
Now, it's just not worth it. I'd rather eat food that I've prepared and know what's in it, then food that's been frozen, thawed, re-frozen, thawed again, and then slapped around by a bunch of weggie-pickin' teens. Unless it's Chick-fil-A. LOL! I love Chick-fil-A!! And I hear Chipotle is pretty great too, as far as the freshness of their food.
So there you have it! Some may read this and think, "That's me!" and others may read this and think, "What!?" but either way, it's out there. And by the way, it just pisses me off that my husband can eat all the red meat and crap in the world and have a physical done and be told that he is in excellent health. Men!