The summer that I was 20, I worked as a counselor at a daycamp run by a non-profit. I'll never forget sitting on a bench outside one day as the kids were on the playground. This adorable little boy curled up next to me and smiled a huge grin. I had my arm around the back of the bench and he snuggled into me and then reached up and touched my upper arm.
"Miss Brandi?" he said.
"Yes?"
"Your arms jiggle just like my grandma's!"
I spent a good chunk of my 20's working with kiddos (I later went on to be a site director for an after school program/ summer camp within that same NPO). It's amazing how good children can make you feel and, equally, how quickly they can humble you. I know that in the years I worked with the program, I recieved countless "you're so beautiful's" from children. But I also distinctly remember a five-year-old named Triton following me up the slide one time and saying, "Jeez, Miss Brandi! You sure do have a big ole butt!" And then there was Esmerelda, a kindergartener who poked me in the gut and said, "Do you have babies in there?" I still have a bone to pick with her over that one . . . I did *not* have a big gut at that point in time!
But, I digress.
I was only 20 when that too-cute-for-words kid compared my arms to his Granny's. And, I can assure you, the wingspan then does not even compare to the wingspan I have now. Which means . . . it's time to move on to Phase II. Toning. Buffing up. Jiggly with it no more.
Hubs is supposed to be bringing a BowFlex with him when he comes home tomorrow. I'm excited, but not looking forward to the sore muscles. It's been four years since I did any kind of strength training. Four years! I can remember how that damn Roman Chair made my abs scream a few years ago and, to be perfectly honest, I'm not looking forward to how my arms and legs are going to feel within the next few days.
I can do it . . . I can do it . . . I can do it . . .
BIGGEST LOSER talk -- I absolutely loathe Heba, Vicki, and Brady. Leeeee-oathe them. And, honestly, Amy disappointed me last night when she jumped in on the whole "gang up on Phil" strategy. I'm not looking forward to seeing the Blue team with their smug ass faces when they realize Phil is gone.
Phil and Amy, however, ARE THE CUTEST COUPLE EVER! I love them! I can admit to being a little misty-eyed with how the show ended last night. And Phil - WOW! 106 lbs and he looks great! Go, Phil! Show Brady who's boss! ;)
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Better than Sex
Hubs and I had a kid-free few hours last night. This has only happened twice since KyKy was born five and a half months ago so it was long overdue. We had planned on some *ahem* naughty, naughty things and then heading over to Dave and Buster's. We had to pick the boys up around 11:00 so there wasn't really time to go out go out.
I was putting on my makeup --blissfully, I might add, without a two-year-old grabbing my lipstick to color on his feet with and without a five month old wailing because I wasn't paying enough attention to him. It sort of hit me, "This would be the perfect time to try on clothes."
Have you ever tried to try on clothes with two little bitty ones? I can think of, oh, five or six thousand forms of torture that it doesn't even begin to compare to. From trying to maneuver the stroller into the tiny little room to attempting to keep a toddler from flinging the door open when you have a pair of pants situated somewhere around your ankles . . . se-ooooo.not.fun.
So instead of Dave and Busters, we headed shopping.
We hit the racks with our Vegas trip in mind and Hubs kept handing me clothes, "Here try this on." Ocassionally I would glance at a label and my eyes would bug out at the size, "I can't wear this! Holy crap, babe, this is a size six!" Sheesh. Men.
My arms were full of dresses and dress pants and all kinds of cutesy things as I made my way to the dressing room.
Can I just say that I no longer hate dressing rooms? No, really. It's the truth. I don't even mind the three way mirrors. In fact, I probably spent a little much time checking myself out in the so-not-me-it-ain't-eeeeven-funny dress I bought to wear for our night in Hollywood. I do believe I was even humming a few bars of Carly Simon's "You're so Vain" to myself.
Anyhow.
I tried on a pair of pants and went out to show Hubs how they looked. They fit -- they fit very well in fact. I decided not to get them because they had a weird darting in the front. But, still, they fit.
And when I looked at the tag, I almost fainted. I seriously thought I was going to hyperventilate right then and there in the dressing room.
They were a size six!
Sweet Baby Jesus!
Sure, they may have been made a little larger than most size sixes. Or, heck, maybe they were mis-sized. But I'm not going to think that way and let anything take away from this moment.
I put a pair of size six pants on my body!
And that, my friends, is better than sex.
Know what else is better than sex?
Having a suit with this tag hanging in your closet:
It's not a six, but it's a single digit clothing size. Something I have not owned since, hmmm, 1997-ish?
It's a suit. Do I need a suit? No. But it looked so kick ass on me that, I swear to Moses, I will wear that thing to do the dishes in!
I was putting on my makeup --blissfully, I might add, without a two-year-old grabbing my lipstick to color on his feet with and without a five month old wailing because I wasn't paying enough attention to him. It sort of hit me, "This would be the perfect time to try on clothes."
Have you ever tried to try on clothes with two little bitty ones? I can think of, oh, five or six thousand forms of torture that it doesn't even begin to compare to. From trying to maneuver the stroller into the tiny little room to attempting to keep a toddler from flinging the door open when you have a pair of pants situated somewhere around your ankles . . . se-ooooo.not.fun.
So instead of Dave and Busters, we headed shopping.
We hit the racks with our Vegas trip in mind and Hubs kept handing me clothes, "Here try this on." Ocassionally I would glance at a label and my eyes would bug out at the size, "I can't wear this! Holy crap, babe, this is a size six!" Sheesh. Men.
My arms were full of dresses and dress pants and all kinds of cutesy things as I made my way to the dressing room.
Can I just say that I no longer hate dressing rooms? No, really. It's the truth. I don't even mind the three way mirrors. In fact, I probably spent a little much time checking myself out in the so-not-me-it-ain't-eeeeven-funny dress I bought to wear for our night in Hollywood. I do believe I was even humming a few bars of Carly Simon's "You're so Vain" to myself.
Anyhow.
I tried on a pair of pants and went out to show Hubs how they looked. They fit -- they fit very well in fact. I decided not to get them because they had a weird darting in the front. But, still, they fit.
And when I looked at the tag, I almost fainted. I seriously thought I was going to hyperventilate right then and there in the dressing room.
They were a size six!
Sweet Baby Jesus!
Sure, they may have been made a little larger than most size sixes. Or, heck, maybe they were mis-sized. But I'm not going to think that way and let anything take away from this moment.
I put a pair of size six pants on my body!
And that, my friends, is better than sex.
Know what else is better than sex?
Having a suit with this tag hanging in your closet:
It's not a six, but it's a single digit clothing size. Something I have not owned since, hmmm, 1997-ish?
It's a suit. Do I need a suit? No. But it looked so kick ass on me that, I swear to Moses, I will wear that thing to do the dishes in!
Friday, October 24, 2008
Check It.
Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!For purposes of it's way more awesome we're going to round that number down to 147. Plus, I swear to Jesus it said 147.2 before I grabbed my camera.
147!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When's the last time I saw the 140's? 1997?
I cannot stop smiling these HUGE cheesy grins!
A couple of progress pictures. Or, shall we say, FINAL REVEAL pictures. Woo Hoo!
Note: I'm not wearing the new jeans I was so in love with that I bought last week. Wanna know why? They were BIG! WTF? Note to self: no more trying on jeans right after eating. Duh.
Now. One of my goals was to lose the weight to be able to fit back into this dress. I wore it in 2003 when I was a chaperone to a prom with my then boyfriend. I weigh less than I did then, but my body has changed so much (thanks, kiddos!) that it didn't look right for the longest time. I saw it staring at me in the closet this morning and had to slip it on. I think Imma have to have it taken in a bit before our Vegas trip! Yay!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
If
If I step on the scale tomorrow and do not see a '4' in that middle number, I am going to be one pissed off mama! End of story. Two pounds better be gone. If just one is gone, won't matter. I won't, "well, it's better than not losing anything" or "it's better than gaining." Nuh-uh. I'll be pissed! ;)
Today was the kind of day that makes me SO glad I live in Texas this time of year. (Today was also the kind of not-a-cloud-in-the-sky-day that reminds me of high school football games and frito chili pies and being a junior in high school and peeling out of the school parking lot with 'One Headlight' by the Wallflowers blaring). The temperature warmed up to around 70 this afternoon and there was so much sunshine that it almost - almost - made up for the fact that it was flippin' 42 degrees when I got out of bed this morning. The boys and I were able to take our walk in the afternoon -- and I was able to make it home having NOT sweated profusely. Hello, fall! How do I love thee . . .
It's SO nice to be able to walk in the afternoons and not have to worry about running into the Home Business Nazi Nanny who keeps a family of kiddos in my neighborhood and can't take the hint that no, I do not want to sell Tahitian Nu-Nu Juice from the comforts of my own home. We see her and her stroller brigrade practically every single morning (and I generally end up turning and fleeing the other direction) but there was neither hide nor hair of her seen this afternoon. *Crosses fingers it stays that way*
Daily Menu for Friday (I hope to God I'm not strictly following this and, instead, I'm tracking my calories over on The Daily Plate):
Breakfast:
Oatmeal
2 slices toast
Total Points: 4
Lunch:
Chili Dog
Chips
Total Points: 6
Snack
2 Hungry Girl Chocolate Muffins
Total Points: 4
Dinner
Chicken Strips
Oven Fries
Total Points: 7
Snack
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 1
Daily Points Total: 21
'Nother IF: If I do reach my goal in the morning, this blog is getting a complete makeover! Yay! I'm currently trying to dream up cutesy tags to replace the too-boring-double-yawn ones I have going on right now. *Puts thinking cap on*
Today was the kind of day that makes me SO glad I live in Texas this time of year. (Today was also the kind of not-a-cloud-in-the-sky-day that reminds me of high school football games and frito chili pies and being a junior in high school and peeling out of the school parking lot with 'One Headlight' by the Wallflowers blaring). The temperature warmed up to around 70 this afternoon and there was so much sunshine that it almost - almost - made up for the fact that it was flippin' 42 degrees when I got out of bed this morning. The boys and I were able to take our walk in the afternoon -- and I was able to make it home having NOT sweated profusely. Hello, fall! How do I love thee . . .
It's SO nice to be able to walk in the afternoons and not have to worry about running into the Home Business Nazi Nanny who keeps a family of kiddos in my neighborhood and can't take the hint that no, I do not want to sell Tahitian Nu-Nu Juice from the comforts of my own home. We see her and her stroller brigrade practically every single morning (and I generally end up turning and fleeing the other direction) but there was neither hide nor hair of her seen this afternoon. *Crosses fingers it stays that way*
Daily Menu for Friday (I hope to God I'm not strictly following this and, instead, I'm tracking my calories over on The Daily Plate):
Breakfast:
Oatmeal
2 slices toast
Total Points: 4
Lunch:
Chili Dog
Chips
Total Points: 6
Snack
2 Hungry Girl Chocolate Muffins
Total Points: 4
Dinner
Chicken Strips
Oven Fries
Total Points: 7
Snack
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 1
Daily Points Total: 21
'Nother IF: If I do reach my goal in the morning, this blog is getting a complete makeover! Yay! I'm currently trying to dream up cutesy tags to replace the too-boring-double-yawn ones I have going on right now. *Puts thinking cap on*
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Crapburger
I have felt like a complete crapburger all week.
I feel like a crappy daughter. Today is my mom's 50th birthday. The boys and I were planning on going in to surprise her. Buuuut. My stepdad planned a surprise birthday dinner for her, changed the date on us, and made it completely inconvenient for us to make the trip. Blah. I feel like a crappy wife. Hubs has obviously been missing me a lot this week, given the number of times he calls every single day. And instead of being thankful and enjoying all the conversations, I keep getting irritated at the timing of his calls or trying to hurry and get off the phone. Sigh. I've been crappy about exercising. I skipped my workout while the boys were napping yesterday so that I could nap. Not a habit I want to get into.
Oh, and I've had a really bad headache all week as well. I hope it's not related to blood pressure. I really need to schedule my yearly. So I can check on that said blood pressure AND knock my doctor's socks off with my weight loss.
Most of all . . . I feel like I've been a crappy mother. I hate that feeling because I know I'm a good mom. But, man, this wek the boys have just been dancing all over my nerves. I find myself counting the hours, then minutes until naptime. And then counting the hours, then minutes until bedtime. I don't like doing that.
It was super cloudy when we decided to take our walk this morning. I checked the weather, though, and it was 63 degrees outside and no rain predicted until the afternoon. So we got ready to go. We stepped outside and the wind obviously made 63 degrees feel much cooler. I had Jaybird in short sleeves, but decided not to grab a jacket. I could see the sun peeking through and figured once it really came out, the jacket would end up being something else I had to carry. We made it the next street over and Jaybird told me, "I cold." Ugh, talk about feeling crappy.
I decided to head back home and grab a jacket. The very minute I turned the stroller around, I felt drops of water. A bird had just flown by and I honestly thought, "Mmkay, I got what I deserve for taking my kid out without a jacket. A bird peed on me."
Not so much. It was raining. Ugh.
I figured I could make a run for it. The air was too chilly to have both boys out in the rain.
Yeah, I figured wrong.
I may have lost weight but I am nowhere near fit enough to take up running anytime soon. I made it about half a block before my lungs were burning and my shin splints were absolutely killing me. The only "good" thing? My boobage has shrunk enough that I didn't have to worry about poking myself in the eye with a nipple.
Anyhow.
Last night's The Biggest Loser: Ummmm, I used to like Heba. Liked her quite a bit. Now? She's a heinous beyotch. So is Vicky. And, yup, so is Brady. If I had heard Vicky say, "It doesn't matter, I'm not going home no matter what" one more time I was going to SCREAM! Um, I thought the whole point was about losing weight. Sheesh. I was so, so sad to see Amy go. I am now rooting for Phil large time. Go Phil!
Daily Menu for Thursday (maybe the very last day I'll be eating by a daily menu -- eeeee!):
Breakfast:
Apple Cinnamon Pancakes
Total Points: 4
Lunch:
Chicken Nachos
Raisinettes
Total Points: 7
Snack:
Apple slices w/ caramel
Total Points: 2
Dinner:
Grilled Salmon
Baked Potato
Bread
Total Points: 5
Snack:
Jello
Total Points: 0
Daily Points Total: 18
I feel like a crappy daughter. Today is my mom's 50th birthday. The boys and I were planning on going in to surprise her. Buuuut. My stepdad planned a surprise birthday dinner for her, changed the date on us, and made it completely inconvenient for us to make the trip. Blah. I feel like a crappy wife. Hubs has obviously been missing me a lot this week, given the number of times he calls every single day. And instead of being thankful and enjoying all the conversations, I keep getting irritated at the timing of his calls or trying to hurry and get off the phone. Sigh. I've been crappy about exercising. I skipped my workout while the boys were napping yesterday so that I could nap. Not a habit I want to get into.
Oh, and I've had a really bad headache all week as well. I hope it's not related to blood pressure. I really need to schedule my yearly. So I can check on that said blood pressure AND knock my doctor's socks off with my weight loss.
Most of all . . . I feel like I've been a crappy mother. I hate that feeling because I know I'm a good mom. But, man, this wek the boys have just been dancing all over my nerves. I find myself counting the hours, then minutes until naptime. And then counting the hours, then minutes until bedtime. I don't like doing that.
It was super cloudy when we decided to take our walk this morning. I checked the weather, though, and it was 63 degrees outside and no rain predicted until the afternoon. So we got ready to go. We stepped outside and the wind obviously made 63 degrees feel much cooler. I had Jaybird in short sleeves, but decided not to grab a jacket. I could see the sun peeking through and figured once it really came out, the jacket would end up being something else I had to carry. We made it the next street over and Jaybird told me, "I cold." Ugh, talk about feeling crappy.
I decided to head back home and grab a jacket. The very minute I turned the stroller around, I felt drops of water. A bird had just flown by and I honestly thought, "Mmkay, I got what I deserve for taking my kid out without a jacket. A bird peed on me."
Not so much. It was raining. Ugh.
I figured I could make a run for it. The air was too chilly to have both boys out in the rain.
Yeah, I figured wrong.
I may have lost weight but I am nowhere near fit enough to take up running anytime soon. I made it about half a block before my lungs were burning and my shin splints were absolutely killing me. The only "good" thing? My boobage has shrunk enough that I didn't have to worry about poking myself in the eye with a nipple.
Anyhow.
Last night's The Biggest Loser: Ummmm, I used to like Heba. Liked her quite a bit. Now? She's a heinous beyotch. So is Vicky. And, yup, so is Brady. If I had heard Vicky say, "It doesn't matter, I'm not going home no matter what" one more time I was going to SCREAM! Um, I thought the whole point was about losing weight. Sheesh. I was so, so sad to see Amy go. I am now rooting for Phil large time. Go Phil!
Daily Menu for Thursday (maybe the very last day I'll be eating by a daily menu -- eeeee!):
Breakfast:
Apple Cinnamon Pancakes
Total Points: 4
Lunch:
Chicken Nachos
Raisinettes
Total Points: 7
Snack:
Apple slices w/ caramel
Total Points: 2
Dinner:
Grilled Salmon
Baked Potato
Bread
Total Points: 5
Snack:
Jello
Total Points: 0
Daily Points Total: 18
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
I Wish . . .
. . . my husband would be more interested in getting healthy.
I don't care about weight. I just wish he'd be more interested in eating healthier. It irritates me to call him and hear, "I had pork chops tonight" or "I had fried chicken." He eats out practically every single meal and we're not talking salads, people.
Sigh.
I know without a doubt that I wouldn't have dropped this weight if he worked here and were home every night. Well, at any rate, it would have taken a lot more willpower. I just wish . . . I wish he were more "into" this "let's get healthy" thing. If not for him and if not for me then for our kiddos.
*Shrugs*
Daily Menu for Wednesday:
Breakfast:
Breakfast Scramble
Biscuits
Total Points: 5
Lunch:
Chicken Taco Soup
Chips
Raisinettes
Total Points: 6
Snack:
Brownie w/caramel
Total Points: 2
Dinner:
Parmesan Chicken
Mashed Potatoes
Green Beans
Garlic Bread
Total Points: 7
Snack
Hello
Total Points: 0
Daily Points Total: 20
I don't care about weight. I just wish he'd be more interested in eating healthier. It irritates me to call him and hear, "I had pork chops tonight" or "I had fried chicken." He eats out practically every single meal and we're not talking salads, people.
Sigh.
I know without a doubt that I wouldn't have dropped this weight if he worked here and were home every night. Well, at any rate, it would have taken a lot more willpower. I just wish . . . I wish he were more "into" this "let's get healthy" thing. If not for him and if not for me then for our kiddos.
*Shrugs*
Daily Menu for Wednesday:
Breakfast:
Breakfast Scramble
Biscuits
Total Points: 5
Lunch:
Chicken Taco Soup
Chips
Raisinettes
Total Points: 6
Snack:
Brownie w/caramel
Total Points: 2
Dinner:
Parmesan Chicken
Mashed Potatoes
Green Beans
Garlic Bread
Total Points: 7
Snack
Hello
Total Points: 0
Daily Points Total: 20
Monday, October 20, 2008
Turkey, Cranberries, and Pie . . . Oh My!
We're just a little over a month from the best food holiday of the year: Thanksgiving!
I am so, so, so extremely excited for our trip to California/ Vegas in November, but there is one little teensy disappointment: we'll be on a plane from Denver back to Little Rock (my kids will be staying with my family in Arkansas so we're flying in and out of LR) while my family is grubbing up on turkey and dressing.
Every year around this time I start craving all the yummy things that makes Thanksgiving so delicious. Deep fried turkey. Smoked ham. STUFFING (one of my favorites!). Potato casserole (hello, lover!). Cranberry sauce. Homemade hot rolls. Pumpkin pie. And, of course, at least one or two quirky dishes that have you saying, "Really? For Thanksgiving?" (Butcha love it anyway -- one year it was tamales. Mmmm, I think that was my favorite)!
I know I shouldn't be complaining in the least considering I'll be eating my very first In-and-Out burger. And I'll try Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles for the first time. And I'm sure I'll dive into one of those famous Vegas buffets. But, dammit, none of that is turkey and dressing in front of the Cowboys game! *Pouts*
I'm seriously considering a Thanksgiving-style meal for just our little family before we go. But seeing as I've never so much as attempted to make a turkey before, that could get pretty in-te-rest-ing. Hmm.
Tonight I made a healthified taco bake. Jaybird and I loved it so I thought I would pass on the recipe. Keep it mind I was just baking for two so you'll need to double (or more) the recipe depending on how many you cook for.
Ingredients:
30 Baked Doritos, crushed
2/3 cup Morningstar Grillers Crumbles
1/4 cup 98% Fat Free Cream of Mushroom Soup
2 tablespoons Salsa
1/2 cup Black Beans
Low Fat or Fat Free Shredded Cheese (I used 1 pouch of the WW 2-pt cheddar cheese)
Heat crumbles over the stove with soup and salsa. Layer in a casserole dish:
Crushed Doritos
Black Beans
Crumbles
Top with shredded cheese
Cover and bake 15-20 minutes at 400. We're not big lettuce and tomato eaters in our family, but these can be added (as can FF sour cream). Enjoy!
By the way: When I calculated it yesterday, I didn't add in the black beans. One serving is 6 WW points (rather than five as when I made my daily menu yesterday).
I also made Orange Dreamsicle Delights today. I wasn't too impressed (tasted too artificial), but Jaybird absolutely loved it. That's another one of those that stays in the recipe box, but only to be made for the kiddos.
Daily Menu for Tuesday:
Breakfast:
Oatmeal
2 slices toast
Total Points: 4
Lunch:
Mexican Pizza
Fun sized Raisinettes (yup, I made it a whole day without them. Cannot do two days in a row)!
Total Points: 6
Snack
Pringles Sticks
Total Points: 2
Dinner
French Onion Chicken and Potato Bake
Green Beans
Bread
Total Points: 7
Snack
Baked Pear Slices
Total Points: 1
Daily Total: 20
I am so, so, so extremely excited for our trip to California/ Vegas in November, but there is one little teensy disappointment: we'll be on a plane from Denver back to Little Rock (my kids will be staying with my family in Arkansas so we're flying in and out of LR) while my family is grubbing up on turkey and dressing.
Every year around this time I start craving all the yummy things that makes Thanksgiving so delicious. Deep fried turkey. Smoked ham. STUFFING (one of my favorites!). Potato casserole (hello, lover!). Cranberry sauce. Homemade hot rolls. Pumpkin pie. And, of course, at least one or two quirky dishes that have you saying, "Really? For Thanksgiving?" (Butcha love it anyway -- one year it was tamales. Mmmm, I think that was my favorite)!
I know I shouldn't be complaining in the least considering I'll be eating my very first In-and-Out burger. And I'll try Roscoe's Chicken and Waffles for the first time. And I'm sure I'll dive into one of those famous Vegas buffets. But, dammit, none of that is turkey and dressing in front of the Cowboys game! *Pouts*
I'm seriously considering a Thanksgiving-style meal for just our little family before we go. But seeing as I've never so much as attempted to make a turkey before, that could get pretty in-te-rest-ing. Hmm.
Tonight I made a healthified taco bake. Jaybird and I loved it so I thought I would pass on the recipe. Keep it mind I was just baking for two so you'll need to double (or more) the recipe depending on how many you cook for.
Ingredients:
30 Baked Doritos, crushed
2/3 cup Morningstar Grillers Crumbles
1/4 cup 98% Fat Free Cream of Mushroom Soup
2 tablespoons Salsa
1/2 cup Black Beans
Low Fat or Fat Free Shredded Cheese (I used 1 pouch of the WW 2-pt cheddar cheese)
Heat crumbles over the stove with soup and salsa. Layer in a casserole dish:
Crushed Doritos
Black Beans
Crumbles
Top with shredded cheese
Cover and bake 15-20 minutes at 400. We're not big lettuce and tomato eaters in our family, but these can be added (as can FF sour cream). Enjoy!
By the way: When I calculated it yesterday, I didn't add in the black beans. One serving is 6 WW points (rather than five as when I made my daily menu yesterday).
I also made Orange Dreamsicle Delights today. I wasn't too impressed (tasted too artificial), but Jaybird absolutely loved it. That's another one of those that stays in the recipe box, but only to be made for the kiddos.
Daily Menu for Tuesday:
Breakfast:
Oatmeal
2 slices toast
Total Points: 4
Lunch:
Mexican Pizza
Fun sized Raisinettes (yup, I made it a whole day without them. Cannot do two days in a row)!
Total Points: 6
Snack
Pringles Sticks
Total Points: 2
Dinner
French Onion Chicken and Potato Bake
Green Beans
Bread
Total Points: 7
Snack
Baked Pear Slices
Total Points: 1
Daily Total: 20
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Thanks
Never doing that again: I'd bought a can of chicken for a recipe that I never ended up trying. Rather than boiling a chicken breast, I decided to use it in the chicken stuffing casserole I made tonight. Um, no. Never again. Nasty and so not in a good way. I don't think I've ever eaten canned chicken before (at least not that I know of) and I won't be eating it again in the future. Nuh-uh.
Found this article on Yahoo this morning: http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/health/5-things-i-learned-from-jillian-michaels-281808/ It's five lessons learned from Jillian Michaels (a.k.a one of my girl crushes) of the Biggest Loser. They're all good points, but this one did stand out to me:
5.) JUST SAY THANK YOU.When I told Jillian how much weight I've lost, she congratulated me. And then (as I always do), I added, "But I still have a long way to go." "Stop," she said. "What does that do," she said, "apart from negate everything you've already accomplished? You're being self-deprecating and disempowering, and that doesn't serve anyone-and especially not you. Be proud of what you've done for yourself."
Dude, how guilty am I of that?
Very.
To be perfectly honest, I can't remember EVER accepting a compliment with a simple "thank you." It's always been, "Oh, thanks, but I still have ___ pounds to go."
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?
Why can't we just leave it at simply thank you, appreciate the compliment, maybe even take a moment to revel in it and then move on?
Hmm.
Note to self: From now on, leave it at thanks.
Daily Menu for Monday:
Breakfast
Hash Browns
Egg Beaters
1 Slice Bacon
2 Biscuits
Total Points: 5
Lunch
Sandwhich
2 Rice Cakes
Total Points: 6
Snack
Orange Dreamsicle Delight (FYI: the nutrional info is off on this. For four servings, it's actually 165 calories per serving, making it 3 WW points)
Total Points: 3
Dinner
Taco Bake (I'm going to attempt to health-ify a much loved recipe. If it works out, I'll post it tomorrow)
Refried Beans
Total Points: 6
Snack
Vanilla Pudding
Total Points: 1
Daily Points Total: 21
Note: First day in, hmm, a week that no Raisinettes have been on the menu. And, yup, they're still in the pantry. Can I do it?
Found this article on Yahoo this morning: http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/health/5-things-i-learned-from-jillian-michaels-281808/ It's five lessons learned from Jillian Michaels (a.k.a one of my girl crushes) of the Biggest Loser. They're all good points, but this one did stand out to me:
5.) JUST SAY THANK YOU.When I told Jillian how much weight I've lost, she congratulated me. And then (as I always do), I added, "But I still have a long way to go." "Stop," she said. "What does that do," she said, "apart from negate everything you've already accomplished? You're being self-deprecating and disempowering, and that doesn't serve anyone-and especially not you. Be proud of what you've done for yourself."
Dude, how guilty am I of that?
Very.
To be perfectly honest, I can't remember EVER accepting a compliment with a simple "thank you." It's always been, "Oh, thanks, but I still have ___ pounds to go."
Why do we do that? Why do I do that?
Why can't we just leave it at simply thank you, appreciate the compliment, maybe even take a moment to revel in it and then move on?
Hmm.
Note to self: From now on, leave it at thanks.
Daily Menu for Monday:
Breakfast
Hash Browns
Egg Beaters
1 Slice Bacon
2 Biscuits
Total Points: 5
Lunch
Sandwhich
2 Rice Cakes
Total Points: 6
Snack
Orange Dreamsicle Delight (FYI: the nutrional info is off on this. For four servings, it's actually 165 calories per serving, making it 3 WW points)
Total Points: 3
Dinner
Taco Bake (I'm going to attempt to health-ify a much loved recipe. If it works out, I'll post it tomorrow)
Refried Beans
Total Points: 6
Snack
Vanilla Pudding
Total Points: 1
Daily Points Total: 21
Note: First day in, hmm, a week that no Raisinettes have been on the menu. And, yup, they're still in the pantry. Can I do it?
Saturday, October 18, 2008
With a Soda on the Side
We all have our little weird food quirks. I, for example, like cheap frozen pizzas (the Totinos kind that are always being run on sale for 99 cents). I'll take one of those other the exorbantly priced, though deicious, pre-sliced, thin crust it's-not-delivery-it's-DiGiorno anyday. I also like those cheapie Mexican TV dinners. The ones that come with a couple of enchiladas about the size of a pinkie finger and a small dollop of rice and refried beans. I don't eat those TV dinners because, well, I *don't* like what they do to my digestive system.
And then, of course, there is this food quirk: if I'm going to eat chicken noodle soup I want it to come from a can that looks like this:
And then, of course, there is this food quirk: if I'm going to eat chicken noodle soup I want it to come from a can that looks like this:
Homemade? No thanks. Funny shaped noodles? Nuh-uh. Extra veggies? I'll pass. I want broth, skinny noodles, and five or six miniscule pieces of chicken. That is what chicken noodle soup is supposed to be.
Needless to say, the Progresso Light variety of chicken noodle that I tried today has been added to the "nuh-uh" list. There are some things that you just can't go low sodium in and chicken noodle soup is one of those. Let's face it, it tastes better once you've poured it over a whole sleeve of saltine crackers anyway. And, honestly, adding real pieces of carrots to it? *Blech*
I'll stick with the Santa Fe Chicken, thankyaverymuch!
New Obsession: Kraftfoods -- I've been scouring this looking for recipes that I can make and attempt to healthy up. I can't wait to try this one (I'd make it this week if I had some pesto!) and this one (I'd gnaw off my arm if it was made of stuffing -- even the boxed kind, even the knock off Stove Top. I love any kind of stuffing which makes me so NOT be able to believe that I'll be on a plane while my whole fam is diving into Thanksgiving dinner!)
New Obsession 2: Figuring out a way to justify spending $168 on this dress given that it's so close to the holidays. Sigh. I want it.
New Obsession 3: Fazoli's breasticks. Okay, not so much THEM that's the obsession but wondering why the closest Fazoli's to me is 75 miles away in Waco! *Cries* I want one of those breadsticks sooooo bad.
Daily Menu for Sunday:
Breakfast
Apple cinnamon pancakes
Total Points: 4
Lunch
Baked potato with chili, cheese, and jalapenos
Fun-sized Raisinettes
Total Points: 6
Snack
Chips and Dip (Tostito's Salsa con Queso is just 40 calories [1 WW point] for a 2 tablespoon serving -- holla!)
Total points: 3
Dinner
Chicken Stuffing Casserole (the previous linked recipe inspired a craving for this favorite comfort food!)
Green Beans
Garlic Bread
Total Points: 7
Snack
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 1
Daily Points Total: 21
Friday, October 17, 2008
"It's Like Being with a Different Woman."
Caution: One of those good old TMI entries.
I put KyKy down for a nap yesterday morning and locked the two older kids into a room with a video so the hubs and I could finally, finally get some *ahem* alone time. Two kiddos two and under plus visiting stepdaughter meant, well, not much alone time at all here lately. It was past needed.
There was all the touchy-feely stuff going on and in the midst of all this, my husband - who is known for saying wrong thing/ wrong time (he actually exclaimed - just three hours after my c-section his delight in the fact that we'd be able to 'do it' before the six weeks was up since I'd been gutted rather than having a vaginal birth. Apparently, seeing my innards and a doctor's arm stuck elbow deep in my hoo hoo turned him on) - uttered these words, "It's like being with a whole different woman."
I know I should have taken it as a compliment.
I'm pretty sure he meant it as a comliment.
However.
His hand just so happened to be groping one of the girls when he said this. And, well, the girls? They ain't what they used to be . . . ain't what they used to be . . . ain't what they used to be.
In fact, as of now, they're mere shadows of their former selves. I can remember being 19 with perky, big boobs that I could show off in the cutest of tops. I can remember being in a club one time when some Abercrombie-ish a-hole walked past me and said, "Nice rack, Zebra." (I was wearing a zebra-print shirt, FYI). The girls have always been my best asset.
Well, not anymore. They're less than a man-sized handfull. My c-cup bra's have some extra room in them. I refuse to buy a B. I'll go sixth grade and stuff cotton balls if I have to!
I'm not sure if the loss of boobage is entirely due to weight loss or if some if it can be attributed to pregnancy/ child birth. Regardless, it's hard. I come from a long, long line of tig old bitties (I'm talking G cups, people!) and right now mine are quickly resembling skeeter bites again.
I wonder if I prayed tonight for big boobs like I did when I was a little girl, if God would give them back to me . . .
Daily Menu for Saturday (I better weigh in at 149 next Friday so I never, ever have to do a daily menu ever again! Gah!!)
Breakfast
Breakfast Scramble
1 slice toast
Total Points: 4
Lunch
Cup of soup
Sandwhich
Apple slices with caramel
Total Points: 7
Snack
Vanilla Pudding
Rice Cake
Total Points: 2
Dinner
Vegan burger w/ bacon and cheese (the menu changed for today so this is being bumped to tomorow)
Onion Rings
Total Points: 6
Snack
Fun sized Raisinettes
Total Points: 2
Daily Points Total: 21
I put KyKy down for a nap yesterday morning and locked the two older kids into a room with a video so the hubs and I could finally, finally get some *ahem* alone time. Two kiddos two and under plus visiting stepdaughter meant, well, not much alone time at all here lately. It was past needed.
There was all the touchy-feely stuff going on and in the midst of all this, my husband - who is known for saying wrong thing/ wrong time (he actually exclaimed - just three hours after my c-section his delight in the fact that we'd be able to 'do it' before the six weeks was up since I'd been gutted rather than having a vaginal birth. Apparently, seeing my innards and a doctor's arm stuck elbow deep in my hoo hoo turned him on) - uttered these words, "It's like being with a whole different woman."
I know I should have taken it as a compliment.
I'm pretty sure he meant it as a comliment.
However.
His hand just so happened to be groping one of the girls when he said this. And, well, the girls? They ain't what they used to be . . . ain't what they used to be . . . ain't what they used to be.
In fact, as of now, they're mere shadows of their former selves. I can remember being 19 with perky, big boobs that I could show off in the cutest of tops. I can remember being in a club one time when some Abercrombie-ish a-hole walked past me and said, "Nice rack, Zebra." (I was wearing a zebra-print shirt, FYI). The girls have always been my best asset.
Well, not anymore. They're less than a man-sized handfull. My c-cup bra's have some extra room in them. I refuse to buy a B. I'll go sixth grade and stuff cotton balls if I have to!
I'm not sure if the loss of boobage is entirely due to weight loss or if some if it can be attributed to pregnancy/ child birth. Regardless, it's hard. I come from a long, long line of tig old bitties (I'm talking G cups, people!) and right now mine are quickly resembling skeeter bites again.
I wonder if I prayed tonight for big boobs like I did when I was a little girl, if God would give them back to me . . .
Daily Menu for Saturday (I better weigh in at 149 next Friday so I never, ever have to do a daily menu ever again! Gah!!)
Breakfast
Breakfast Scramble
1 slice toast
Total Points: 4
Lunch
Cup of soup
Sandwhich
Apple slices with caramel
Total Points: 7
Snack
Vanilla Pudding
Rice Cake
Total Points: 2
Dinner
Vegan burger w/ bacon and cheese (the menu changed for today so this is being bumped to tomorow)
Onion Rings
Total Points: 6
Snack
Fun sized Raisinettes
Total Points: 2
Daily Points Total: 21
Thursday, October 16, 2008
I am in Love . . . with a Pair of JEANS
Our trip to the state fair was canceled today. It rained yesterday and was just . . . icky outside. We decided to take the kids to the mall instead. Z could ice skate, Jaybird could play in the kids area, and Mama could find some jeans that would stay on her butt!
I had already decided I was going to be putting a lot of $$ into any jeans because, well, first off I never put a lot of money into jeans. And, second, I don't know if I'm going to stay at this size or go down anymore. I don't PLAN to go down anymore. But . . . I don't want it to be the week before our Cali/Vegas trip and I have all these super cute clothes but have saggy crotch in them, ya know?
So, yeah. I went to Steve and Barry's and checked out their Bitten by Sarah Jessica Parker (LOVE HER!) line. Hubs decided he and Z would skate while the boys and I shopped. Ever attempted to try on clothes with a five month old and a two year old in tow? Yeah. I'd rather staple my tongue. Repeatedly. 'Twas.not.fun.
I took a size eight and a size ten to the dressing room. Let me just say right now, it's been a good six or seven years - possibly longer - since I fit into a ten. I know I can remember wearing 10's when I worked at JC Penney. This was in the year 2000. I don't know if I still fit into them after that. I just cannot remember. Last time I wore a size 8? Oh, try 1997. Yeah.
Cannot tell you why but I was hoping and praying that I could squeeze my I-like-big-butts-and-I-cannot-lie into the size eight. Over the moon with a ten, but an eight? I probably would have curled and and died of happiness right there in the dressing room.
I tried the eights first. I got them on. Zipped them up. BUTTONED THEM. Alas, however, couldn't breathe. Bummer. The tens, however, fit perfectly.
Maybe a little too perfectly.
I only paid $14.98 for these jeans and I think I'm a little bit in love with them. I kept attempting to check myself out in the dressing room mirror, but Jaybird was busy trying to open the door and KyKy was screaming. So I had to scramble back into my (way too big) clothes. But, I tried the jeans on for Hubs when I got home and took the time to check out my assetts in the mirror. Repeatedly.
I love these jeans.
Maybe I'll sleep in them tonight . . . . *happy sigh*
** Weighed in today (and then ended up not eating that damn chicken fried bacon -- did have a [nasty-that's-what-you-get-for-ordering-a-burger-at-a-sea-food-place] cheeeeburger though). Weighed the same as I did last week. Woot! No change is good considering everything I ate over the weekend. *Pats self on back*
Daily Menu for Friday:
Breakfast
Oatmeal
2 slices toast
Total Points: 4
Lunch
Chicken Taco Soup (there is a link to this recipe a few entries down -- it is PHENOMENAL! My picky-as-heyyyyyy stepdaughter ate FOUR bowls of it Wednesday night and another tonight!)
Chips
Fun Sized Raisinettes (my weakness!)
Total Points: 6.5
Snack:
2 Cookies (they look tooooo good)
Total Points: 4
Dinner
Vegan burger w/ cheese and bacon
HG Onion Rings
Total Points: 6
Snack:
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 1
Daily Points Total: 21.5
I had already decided I was going to be putting a lot of $$ into any jeans because, well, first off I never put a lot of money into jeans. And, second, I don't know if I'm going to stay at this size or go down anymore. I don't PLAN to go down anymore. But . . . I don't want it to be the week before our Cali/Vegas trip and I have all these super cute clothes but have saggy crotch in them, ya know?
So, yeah. I went to Steve and Barry's and checked out their Bitten by Sarah Jessica Parker (LOVE HER!) line. Hubs decided he and Z would skate while the boys and I shopped. Ever attempted to try on clothes with a five month old and a two year old in tow? Yeah. I'd rather staple my tongue. Repeatedly. 'Twas.not.fun.
I took a size eight and a size ten to the dressing room. Let me just say right now, it's been a good six or seven years - possibly longer - since I fit into a ten. I know I can remember wearing 10's when I worked at JC Penney. This was in the year 2000. I don't know if I still fit into them after that. I just cannot remember. Last time I wore a size 8? Oh, try 1997. Yeah.
Cannot tell you why but I was hoping and praying that I could squeeze my I-like-big-butts-and-I-cannot-lie into the size eight. Over the moon with a ten, but an eight? I probably would have curled and and died of happiness right there in the dressing room.
I tried the eights first. I got them on. Zipped them up. BUTTONED THEM. Alas, however, couldn't breathe. Bummer. The tens, however, fit perfectly.
Maybe a little too perfectly.
I only paid $14.98 for these jeans and I think I'm a little bit in love with them. I kept attempting to check myself out in the dressing room mirror, but Jaybird was busy trying to open the door and KyKy was screaming. So I had to scramble back into my (way too big) clothes. But, I tried the jeans on for Hubs when I got home and took the time to check out my assetts in the mirror. Repeatedly.
I love these jeans.
Maybe I'll sleep in them tonight . . . . *happy sigh*
** Weighed in today (and then ended up not eating that damn chicken fried bacon -- did have a [nasty-that's-what-you-get-for-ordering-a-burger-at-a-sea-food-place] cheeeeburger though). Weighed the same as I did last week. Woot! No change is good considering everything I ate over the weekend. *Pats self on back*
Daily Menu for Friday:
Breakfast
Oatmeal
2 slices toast
Total Points: 4
Lunch
Chicken Taco Soup (there is a link to this recipe a few entries down -- it is PHENOMENAL! My picky-as-heyyyyyy stepdaughter ate FOUR bowls of it Wednesday night and another tonight!)
Chips
Fun Sized Raisinettes (my weakness!)
Total Points: 6.5
Snack:
2 Cookies (they look tooooo good)
Total Points: 4
Dinner
Vegan burger w/ cheese and bacon
HG Onion Rings
Total Points: 6
Snack:
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 1
Daily Points Total: 21.5
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Worst Day of My Life
Tomorrow is the two year anniversary of the worst day of my entire life. It was worse than the day I found out my father had passed away. It was worse than packing up and leaving my oldest son's father. It was just too much just plain awful to be wrapped up into one day.
For starters, I was only six days post-partum. I had a six-day-old baby who was totally and completely dependant on me. A baby that I was head over heels in love with, but still had no clue how to take care of. I would look at him and think how much I love him . . . and also think how in the heck did I become a mom? What was God thinking? Why did he give ME a kid?
Around 9:00 on the morning of October 16, 2006, my beloved Granny passed away. She had been on this earth 99 years. 99 years. We knew the end was coming. She had been sick all summer but was holding on to see the births of her two newest great-great grandchildren (my cousin's daughter in August; my Jaybird in October). She had a stroke the night after Jaybird was born and never recovered. We knew she was in a better place. In the minutes before she died, she told my aunt, "I can see Bee [her husband]" and then "Mama! I see my Mama!" We knew she was once again with people she loved, people she hadn't seen for many years. Her suffering was over. For that, we were glad. But it was so terribly hard to lose the heart and soul and very foundation of our family. It shook our worlds. Here it's been two years and I still find myself thinking, "I need to send that picture to Granny" or "Maybe I should call Granny and tell her what Jaybird did today."
Losing Granny was bad enough, but the day only got worse from there. Worse than I ever would have - or could have - imagined. My c-section incision was infected. I managed to be squeezed in for an appointment at my doctor's office only to be told he wasn't sure what was attacking my body. He sent me to the hospital for "24 hours of antibiotics." Shortly after we got to the hospital, my grandmother arrived and took my Jaybird. He couldn't stay with me.
I remember calling a friend and just sobbing. "They won't let me keep my baby. My grandma came and got Jaidan. I want my Jaidan."
It was a couple hours after that that my infection finally had a diagnosis: necrotizing fasciitis. It was something we'd never even heard of until that very moment and then had to stand there with a doctor telling me, "This is very serious. We have to operate and we have to operate now." Just HOW serious is it? "Surgery NOW or die."
There is nothing like being faced with a near death experience at the age of 26 to totally and completely put things into perspective for you. There are different things in my life that I would request a "do over" for in a heartbeat. And, believe me, there is no way I would want to go through the physical pain involved with NF ever, ever, ever again. There is no way I would want to go through the emotional pain involved with knowing you came very close to losing your life nor would I want to go through the raw pain of being separated from my tiny baby for 11 days. BUT, that experience changed me and in so many ways it made me who I am today.
Two years ago, I would have thought October 16th would have been a day to be met with anger and frustration. But now I can look back and see how totally and completely blessed I am. I was told I wouldn't have any more children . . . my KyKy man is living proof that 'they' don't always know what they're talking about. I was told I might not walk again . . . my left leg may not be as strong as my right leg, but dammit it gets my boys and I to the park every morning. I'm here and I'm alive and I'm breathing and I can soak up every single second of the lives of these precious, precious boys . . . I am blessed. Blessed beyond measure or comprehension.
That doesn't meet the day isn't met without emotion. October 16th will always be an extremely emotional day for me. It will be tough for me this year. Tough to keep from participating in one of my favorite pasttimes: emotional eating. I know that my mindset tomorrow will be, "I deserve this because of everything I overcame." "I deserve this because think of where I was two years ago."
But you know what I DO deserve? I deserve to take care of this body I've been given . . . even if it includes a hip bone to hip bone scar, lumpy "front butt" belly, and a leg that aches when it rains. I deserve to be able to get down on the floor and REALLY play with my boys. I deserve to be able to check myself out in the mirror and say, "Lookin' good, Mama." THAT is what I deserve and every single one of those things is so much better and more precious than a twinkie or a chocolate chip cookie.
Hubs and I have a big day planned tomorrow, partly to keep my mind off of the total emotional-ness of the day. If the weather cooperates, we'll be taking the kids to state fair. Emotional eating I have no plans to do, but I *do* plan on splitting some chicken fried bacon with the crew (COME ON - chicken fried bacon?? That's like all the best artery clogging goodness all rolled into one food. I must try it). Therefore no daily menu for tomorrow. We be wingin' it.
I'm also considering weighing in in the morning rather than Friday morning. I don't want the said bird-fried pork to make the scales jump. I'm just hoping to maintain this week (though I have a feeling I'm going to see a slight increase - say it ain't sooooo).
** If you'd like to read more about my experience with NF, here's a link to my story: http://nnff.org/survivors/brandi_houser/brandi_houser.htm
For starters, I was only six days post-partum. I had a six-day-old baby who was totally and completely dependant on me. A baby that I was head over heels in love with, but still had no clue how to take care of. I would look at him and think how much I love him . . . and also think how in the heck did I become a mom? What was God thinking? Why did he give ME a kid?
Around 9:00 on the morning of October 16, 2006, my beloved Granny passed away. She had been on this earth 99 years. 99 years. We knew the end was coming. She had been sick all summer but was holding on to see the births of her two newest great-great grandchildren (my cousin's daughter in August; my Jaybird in October). She had a stroke the night after Jaybird was born and never recovered. We knew she was in a better place. In the minutes before she died, she told my aunt, "I can see Bee [her husband]" and then "Mama! I see my Mama!" We knew she was once again with people she loved, people she hadn't seen for many years. Her suffering was over. For that, we were glad. But it was so terribly hard to lose the heart and soul and very foundation of our family. It shook our worlds. Here it's been two years and I still find myself thinking, "I need to send that picture to Granny" or "Maybe I should call Granny and tell her what Jaybird did today."
Losing Granny was bad enough, but the day only got worse from there. Worse than I ever would have - or could have - imagined. My c-section incision was infected. I managed to be squeezed in for an appointment at my doctor's office only to be told he wasn't sure what was attacking my body. He sent me to the hospital for "24 hours of antibiotics." Shortly after we got to the hospital, my grandmother arrived and took my Jaybird. He couldn't stay with me.
I remember calling a friend and just sobbing. "They won't let me keep my baby. My grandma came and got Jaidan. I want my Jaidan."
It was a couple hours after that that my infection finally had a diagnosis: necrotizing fasciitis. It was something we'd never even heard of until that very moment and then had to stand there with a doctor telling me, "This is very serious. We have to operate and we have to operate now." Just HOW serious is it? "Surgery NOW or die."
There is nothing like being faced with a near death experience at the age of 26 to totally and completely put things into perspective for you. There are different things in my life that I would request a "do over" for in a heartbeat. And, believe me, there is no way I would want to go through the physical pain involved with NF ever, ever, ever again. There is no way I would want to go through the emotional pain involved with knowing you came very close to losing your life nor would I want to go through the raw pain of being separated from my tiny baby for 11 days. BUT, that experience changed me and in so many ways it made me who I am today.
Two years ago, I would have thought October 16th would have been a day to be met with anger and frustration. But now I can look back and see how totally and completely blessed I am. I was told I wouldn't have any more children . . . my KyKy man is living proof that 'they' don't always know what they're talking about. I was told I might not walk again . . . my left leg may not be as strong as my right leg, but dammit it gets my boys and I to the park every morning. I'm here and I'm alive and I'm breathing and I can soak up every single second of the lives of these precious, precious boys . . . I am blessed. Blessed beyond measure or comprehension.
That doesn't meet the day isn't met without emotion. October 16th will always be an extremely emotional day for me. It will be tough for me this year. Tough to keep from participating in one of my favorite pasttimes: emotional eating. I know that my mindset tomorrow will be, "I deserve this because of everything I overcame." "I deserve this because think of where I was two years ago."
But you know what I DO deserve? I deserve to take care of this body I've been given . . . even if it includes a hip bone to hip bone scar, lumpy "front butt" belly, and a leg that aches when it rains. I deserve to be able to get down on the floor and REALLY play with my boys. I deserve to be able to check myself out in the mirror and say, "Lookin' good, Mama." THAT is what I deserve and every single one of those things is so much better and more precious than a twinkie or a chocolate chip cookie.
Hubs and I have a big day planned tomorrow, partly to keep my mind off of the total emotional-ness of the day. If the weather cooperates, we'll be taking the kids to state fair. Emotional eating I have no plans to do, but I *do* plan on splitting some chicken fried bacon with the crew (COME ON - chicken fried bacon?? That's like all the best artery clogging goodness all rolled into one food. I must try it). Therefore no daily menu for tomorrow. We be wingin' it.
I'm also considering weighing in in the morning rather than Friday morning. I don't want the said bird-fried pork to make the scales jump. I'm just hoping to maintain this week (though I have a feeling I'm going to see a slight increase - say it ain't sooooo).
** If you'd like to read more about my experience with NF, here's a link to my story: http://nnff.org/survivors/brandi_houser/brandi_houser.htm
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
The Ultimate Frienemy
I'm a coke addict. That goes without saying. I haven't had more than a sip since Memorial Day weekend of this year, but honestly -- that stuff is just like any drug or alcoholic beverage: once an addict, always an addict. There are times when it takes everything in my power to keep from pulling into Sonic and ordering a Route 44 Cherry Coke. But I know that doing it just that once could lead to a huge back slide. So I may break out in a sweat when I see that red can, but I just know that I can't. I would rather NOT have a coke than have to deal with the 10-15 extra pounds that I know coke adds to my frame.
I know better than to fall into the diet soda trap, buuuuuut . . . there was absolutely no way I could give up caffeine altogether. Enter the ultimate frienemy: Diet Dr. Pepper. I can't do Diet Coke. It's basically fake coke and no kind of fake coke (Pepsi, cheap brands, whatev) works for me. Diet Coke is out. But Diet Dr. Pepper . . . how do I love thee, let me count the ways.
I don't keep it my house. Because I know if I do, I'll drink that rather than drinking the water that I NEED in order to lose weight. I know, I know, I KNOW that my water consumption has aided greatly in my weight loss. I make sure to drink at least 4 33-ounce bottles a day. During the super hot summer months, I was ocassionally drinking 7-8 of those big bottles in a day.
Weeeeeell, I bought a 2-liter of Diet DP for Jaybird's birthday party. And, of course, there is still about half of the bottle left. Ugh. I can't let it all go to waste, right? Riiiiiight? That DP has been staring at me, tempting me all week long. Alllllll weeeeeek looooooong. Today I rationalized that the soda would be okay if I were to add an extra bottle of water into the mix. So it's 8:00 and I'm working on bottle #5. I'll be up peeing all night long . . .
The Biggest Loser: Why is Heba being such a huge bitch? Sheesh. Dumb mistake, Heba, dumb mistake. I can't believe she messed with Amy and Phil. I LOVE Amy and Phil! And I thought I liked Heba, too, but damn . . . she's being supa beyotch tonight.
Daily Menu for Wednesday:
Breakfast
Oatmeal
2 slices toast
Total Points: 4
Lunch
Chicken Nachos
Fun Sized Raisinettes (I have a whole bag of them -- I'm doing good on one a day, right? Right).
Total Points: 7
Snack
Jello w/ cool whip
Total Points: 1
Dinner
Slow Cooker Chicken Taco Soup
Chips
Total points: 5.5
Snack
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 1
Daily Points Total: 18.5
Monday, October 13, 2008
Feel the Burn
Ya think constantly repeating these same phrases over and over again burns calories?:
"Leave your sister alone."
"He's only two, Z."
"Stop it! Both of you! I said stop!"
"Get off of her!"
"Do NOT pull his hair!"
"Imma send you both to your rooms without dinner, do you understand me?"
Because, if so, then today alone I managed to burn off everything I've eaten for the past, oh, month. And I guess that helps a little bit with the fact that once I see those phrases in writing I'm now convinced I have TURNED INTO MY MOTHER! God help me.
I love my stepdaughter and I love spending time with her. But having her here is totally exhausting (and also gives me a window on what I have to 'look forward' to when KyKy is Jaybird's age. Joy). I never knew that a two year old and an eight year old would actually fight and argue. Sheesh!
In other news . . .
Celebrities should not be allowed to give birth. Wanna know why? 'Cause of THIS:
"Leave your sister alone."
"He's only two, Z."
"Stop it! Both of you! I said stop!"
"Get off of her!"
"Do NOT pull his hair!"
"Imma send you both to your rooms without dinner, do you understand me?"
Because, if so, then today alone I managed to burn off everything I've eaten for the past, oh, month. And I guess that helps a little bit with the fact that once I see those phrases in writing I'm now convinced I have TURNED INTO MY MOTHER! God help me.
I love my stepdaughter and I love spending time with her. But having her here is totally exhausting (and also gives me a window on what I have to 'look forward' to when KyKy is Jaybird's age. Joy). I never knew that a two year old and an eight year old would actually fight and argue. Sheesh!
In other news . . .
Celebrities should not be allowed to give birth. Wanna know why? 'Cause of THIS:
Just when I start feeling better and better about my own post-baby bod I have to see that heffer on the cover of everything with her "curves" and completely and totally banging bod. Even more disgusting? She gave birth two months after I did. With TWO babies. AND she also had a c-section.
I think I hate her. Can you hate someone and be willing to do them all at the same time?
And while I'm stuck on Perez, just another reason I hate Eva Longoria-I-Can't-Believe-You-Married-Her-Tony-Parker: http://perezhilton.com/2008-10-13-eva-langoria-isnt-pregnant-shes-just-fat-but-not-really-fat-because-shes-still-a-size-0 Apparently, a size zero is now fat. Hey Eva! Shove another doughtnut down your pie hole! Ugh.
Daily Menu for Tuesday:*
Breakfast:
Cinnamon Pancakes
Total Points: 4
Lunch:
Cup of veggie soup
Sandwhich
Fun-size Raisinettes
Total Points: 6
Snack:
Teddy Grams
Frozen Cool Whip
Total Points: 3
Dinner
Chili
Chips
Total Points: 5
Snack:
Rice Cake
Total Points: 1
Daily Total: 19
** Though I doubt I'll weigh in at -2 pounds this week given everything I indulged in over the weekend (not to mention all the exercising I did not do), I am so looking forward to not doing a daily menu anymore. I will probably still keep track of my calories over on Sparkpeople or The Daily Plate, but counting points will be a thing of the past. Woo Hoo!
Sunday, October 12, 2008
I'm Lovin' It
I'm lovin' it #1 - My stepdaugher tells me, "Wow, Miss Brandi! You've gotten skinny!"
Eeeee! She used the 's' word!
I'm lovin' it #2 - Stepdaughter talks to her mother on the phone and says, "Mama, Miss Brandi is skinny now. I think maybe she's skinnier than you."
I think I died and went to Heaven. LOL. For the record, I seriously, seriously doubt I'm thinner than her mother but that heffer doesn't like me so I LOVE for her to just think I'm thinner than her. Ha! <==== At my most mature :p
I'm lovin' it #3 - Old friend came to Jaybird's party Saturday and asked me, "So what do you weigh now? 120?"
I told him he's my new BFF.
This is the best I can do on a progress picture for this week. But - WOW - I actually have a thin face! I never have a thin face. I have that whole hereditary double chin so-not-cute thing going on. But, in this picture, I feel like you can really tell I've lost weight all over because my face looks thin. Yay!
Me and the Jaybird on his birthday:
Daily Menu for Monday (back to the eatin' good grind):
Breakfast:
2 biscuits
Egg Beaters
2 slices turkey bacon
Total Points: 5
Lunch
Cup of veggie soup
1 wedge Laughing Cow cheese
Pringles Stix
Fun Sized Raisinettes (damn these Halloween candy aisles!)
Total Points: 4.5
Snack
WW Icecream
Brownie
Total Points: 4
Dinner:
Chicken Parmesan
Baked Potato
Green Beans
Garlic Bread
Total Points: 7
Snack
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 1
Daily Total: 21.5
Eeeee! She used the 's' word!
I'm lovin' it #2 - Stepdaughter talks to her mother on the phone and says, "Mama, Miss Brandi is skinny now. I think maybe she's skinnier than you."
I think I died and went to Heaven. LOL. For the record, I seriously, seriously doubt I'm thinner than her mother but that heffer doesn't like me so I LOVE for her to just think I'm thinner than her. Ha! <==== At my most mature :p
I'm lovin' it #3 - Old friend came to Jaybird's party Saturday and asked me, "So what do you weigh now? 120?"
I told him he's my new BFF.
This is the best I can do on a progress picture for this week. But - WOW - I actually have a thin face! I never have a thin face. I have that whole hereditary double chin so-not-cute thing going on. But, in this picture, I feel like you can really tell I've lost weight all over because my face looks thin. Yay!
Me and the Jaybird on his birthday:
Daily Menu for Monday (back to the eatin' good grind):
Breakfast:
2 biscuits
Egg Beaters
2 slices turkey bacon
Total Points: 5
Lunch
Cup of veggie soup
1 wedge Laughing Cow cheese
Pringles Stix
Fun Sized Raisinettes (damn these Halloween candy aisles!)
Total Points: 4.5
Snack
WW Icecream
Brownie
Total Points: 4
Dinner:
Chicken Parmesan
Baked Potato
Green Beans
Garlic Bread
Total Points: 7
Snack
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 1
Daily Total: 21.5
Friday, October 10, 2008
Are you mothereffin' kidding me?
I hadn't planned on updating today 'cause I figured with all the birfday goings on, I'd be too busy. In reality, the only thing I'm busing doing now is stuffing a cinnamon roll down my throat. An iced cinnamon roll. My second.
Anyway.
I need more "I have no motivation/ I feel fat" weeks cuz guess whut.
FOUR POUNDS! I lost FOUR pounds. FOUR! F-O-U-R. One more than three, one less than five. FOUR!
I had to rub my eyes (it was, afterall, 5:00 in the morning). I had to step off the scale and back on to make sure the weight loss gods weren't playing a cruel joke on me.
Same number both, er, all FOUR times I stepped on the scale.
Just TWO pounds to go until I reach my goal. I love today. <3
Anyway.
I need more "I have no motivation/ I feel fat" weeks cuz guess whut.
FOUR POUNDS! I lost FOUR pounds. FOUR! F-O-U-R. One more than three, one less than five. FOUR!
I had to rub my eyes (it was, afterall, 5:00 in the morning). I had to step off the scale and back on to make sure the weight loss gods weren't playing a cruel joke on me.
Same number both, er, all FOUR times I stepped on the scale.
Just TWO pounds to go until I reach my goal. I love today. <3
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Two Years Ago Tomorrow
This.
Since February 16, 2006 (the day I found out Jaybirdie Bird was on the way), I've:
* Gained 84 pounds (30 in my first pregnancy, 20 before I got pregnant with KyKy, and 34 in my second pregnancy)
* Lost 120 pounds !!!!! (lost 10 before I gained any in my first pregnancy, lost 51 after having Jaybird, lost 59 [thus far] since having KyKy)
* Lost approxomately 180 pounds of babydaddy and gained about 210 of husband. ;) I think that's my favorite number comparison of all . . .
And it was worth . . .
every labor pain . . .
every stretch mark . . .
every pound gained . . .
every c-section scar.
Since February 16, 2006 (the day I found out Jaybirdie Bird was on the way), I've:
* Gained 84 pounds (30 in my first pregnancy, 20 before I got pregnant with KyKy, and 34 in my second pregnancy)
* Lost 120 pounds !!!!! (lost 10 before I gained any in my first pregnancy, lost 51 after having Jaybird, lost 59 [thus far] since having KyKy)
* Lost approxomately 180 pounds of babydaddy and gained about 210 of husband. ;) I think that's my favorite number comparison of all . . .
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Motivation
I have none this week.
Zero, zip, zilch, nada.
I don't want to work out. I want to sit on the couch watching reality TV and eating chocolate icecream. Am I? No. But I want to.
And I think I know at least part of the problem.
I don't see a fat girl when I look in the mirror anymore. I know, I know. It probably wasn't fair to ever call myself fat. But I was most definitely overweight and I hated what I saw when I looked in the mirror. Now? Not overweight (well, unless you look at BMI charts. Those fuckers). I don't mind seeing myself in the mirror. I'm smaller than I've been in more years than I can remember. All my clothes are falling off -- no exaggeration. I even have to fold the waist band of my work out shorts over a couple times to keep them from slipping off my boo-tay.
And I find myself wondering how dedicated I am to shaving off those last six pounds.
Are they important to me? Yes. They're very important to me. I just haven't been THIS unmotivated at all in this weight loss journey. And it sucks. It sucks big, stinky, hairy monkey balls.
Just SIX pounds. SIX! That's less than either of my children weighed at birth. It's do-able. It's do-able in an I-can-be-there-in-a-couple-weeks type of way. So why I can't I pull my head out of my ass? Why can I not quit thinking about chocolate chip cookies and brownies a la mode and bacon cheeseburgers and tearing into the Baby Ruth bars that I bought for Jaybird's birthday party. I'm pulling my hair out -- what hasn't already fallen out in this lovely postpartum period.
Things that are awesome:
Progresso Lite Soups. I had the Santa Fe Chicken for lunch today. It was only 1 WW point for a cup and it was super yummy. I'm not a big veggie soup eater, but I'm going to give some of their 0 point varieties a try. I thought I didn't like oatmeal either, remember . . .
Also awesome? Frozen chocolate mousse. It's *almost* as good as eating chocolate icecream. I can *almost* fool myself. Not quite, but close enough. I make it by taking 1/2 cup sugar free pudding (made with skim milk) and mixing it with 4 tablespoons of fat free cool whip. Put it in the freezer for about an hour and . . . wah lah! Nummies! It's also Jaybird and KyKy Man approved:
** This was Kyan's first time trying anything other than formula or baby food. I thought he was gonna pop out of his seat and get me if I didn't give him a bite. And he absolutely LOVED it! I think both my boo boo's inherited my sweet tooth. God help 'em.
Daily Menu for Thursday:
Breakfast
Apple cinnamon pancakes (the ones I made this morning was so hella good that I had to have more!)
Total Points: 4
Lunch
English Muffin Pizzas
Cup of soup
Hershey Bar
Total Points: 7
Snack
Frozen Chocolate Mousse
Total Points: 2
Dinner
Chili
Total Points: 3
Snack
Rice Cake
Total Points: 1
Daily Total: 17
Zero, zip, zilch, nada.
I don't want to work out. I want to sit on the couch watching reality TV and eating chocolate icecream. Am I? No. But I want to.
And I think I know at least part of the problem.
I don't see a fat girl when I look in the mirror anymore. I know, I know. It probably wasn't fair to ever call myself fat. But I was most definitely overweight and I hated what I saw when I looked in the mirror. Now? Not overweight (well, unless you look at BMI charts. Those fuckers). I don't mind seeing myself in the mirror. I'm smaller than I've been in more years than I can remember. All my clothes are falling off -- no exaggeration. I even have to fold the waist band of my work out shorts over a couple times to keep them from slipping off my boo-tay.
And I find myself wondering how dedicated I am to shaving off those last six pounds.
Are they important to me? Yes. They're very important to me. I just haven't been THIS unmotivated at all in this weight loss journey. And it sucks. It sucks big, stinky, hairy monkey balls.
Just SIX pounds. SIX! That's less than either of my children weighed at birth. It's do-able. It's do-able in an I-can-be-there-in-a-couple-weeks type of way. So why I can't I pull my head out of my ass? Why can I not quit thinking about chocolate chip cookies and brownies a la mode and bacon cheeseburgers and tearing into the Baby Ruth bars that I bought for Jaybird's birthday party. I'm pulling my hair out -- what hasn't already fallen out in this lovely postpartum period.
Things that are awesome:
Progresso Lite Soups. I had the Santa Fe Chicken for lunch today. It was only 1 WW point for a cup and it was super yummy. I'm not a big veggie soup eater, but I'm going to give some of their 0 point varieties a try. I thought I didn't like oatmeal either, remember . . .
Also awesome? Frozen chocolate mousse. It's *almost* as good as eating chocolate icecream. I can *almost* fool myself. Not quite, but close enough. I make it by taking 1/2 cup sugar free pudding (made with skim milk) and mixing it with 4 tablespoons of fat free cool whip. Put it in the freezer for about an hour and . . . wah lah! Nummies! It's also Jaybird and KyKy Man approved:
** This was Kyan's first time trying anything other than formula or baby food. I thought he was gonna pop out of his seat and get me if I didn't give him a bite. And he absolutely LOVED it! I think both my boo boo's inherited my sweet tooth. God help 'em.Daily Menu for Thursday:
Breakfast
Apple cinnamon pancakes (the ones I made this morning was so hella good that I had to have more!)
Total Points: 4
Lunch
English Muffin Pizzas
Cup of soup
Hershey Bar
Total Points: 7
Snack
Frozen Chocolate Mousse
Total Points: 2
Dinner
Chili
Total Points: 3
Snack
Rice Cake
Total Points: 1
Daily Total: 17
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Me Want Cookie
I've been feeling a lot like this guy here lately. I'm not sure what's wrong with me, but my sweet tooth is in overdrive. Cookie, brownie, cake, whatev. I just want SWEET. I didn't plan on eating a lot of sweets today when I made out my daily menu yesterday. Somehow or another, I ended up sticking with it. Well, for the most part -- I did woosh my finger through the fat free Cool Whip once. But I figured I'd stick with the meals/ snacks I'd planned out because if I *did* go for something sweet, I didn't know that I would be able to stop.I am majorly wanting i-scream-you-scream-we-all-scream-for-ICECREAM right now. Maybe a big old scoop of it on top of a fresh from the oven, ooey gooey chocolate chip cookie. I gotta stop . . .
I'm not sure if it's due to my GIVEMEANYTHINGSWEET cravings or what, but I'm having a major fat week. I just don't know that I'm going to see much change on the scale. I hope so because after the weekend I have planned (football game complete with Homecoming BBQ, birthday party, family in town = going out to eat), I'm not sure the scale will move much the next weigh-in. Especially considering that we're planning a visit to the state fair next Thursday. Effin' lovely. I'm ready for the weight to be gone and I can just hop on my bike and peddle away the extra calories I've consumed . . .
I have to say: GOBAMA, but I'm a little irritated that the presidential debate means I have to wait another day to find out who gets booted from the Biggest Loser. And, damm
it, the Brown Team had to go and be human and nice and not so asshole-ish this week. Ugh. I had so much more fun despising them. Oh, and won't Coleen from the Yellow Team look a lot like a young Reese Witherspoon (like in the Cruel Intentions days) once her weight is all gone?I made Cowboy Chicken for dinner tonight. It was uber-yummy! Definitely one to add to the recipe file. I ended up mixing the sauce in with refried beans and dipping chips in it. Yummy!
Daily Menu for Wednesday:
Breakfast:
Apple Cinnamon Pancakes
Frozen Grapes
Total Points: 5
Lunch
Bacon Swiss Sandwhich
Cup of Soup
Total Points: 6
Snack
Brownie w/ caramel
Total points: 2
Dinner:
Grilled chicken tenders
Baked Potato
Green Beans
Bread
Total Points: 6
Snack
Frozen Chocolate Mousse
Total Points: 2
Daily Total Points: 21
Monday, October 6, 2008
Tuesday
Daily Menu for Tuesday:
Breakfast
Breakfast Scramble
Two biscuits (I finally found the 50-calorie [and 1 WW point!] Pillsburys. Woo Hoo!)
Total Points: 5
Lunch
Chicken Nachos
Total Points: 5
Snack
3 Turkey Meatballs
Total Points: 3
Dinner
Cowboy Chicken
Chips
Black Beans
Total Points: 6
Snack
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 1
Daily Total: 20 Points
Breakfast
Breakfast Scramble
Two biscuits (I finally found the 50-calorie [and 1 WW point!] Pillsburys. Woo Hoo!)
Total Points: 5
Lunch
Chicken Nachos
Total Points: 5
Snack
3 Turkey Meatballs
Total Points: 3
Dinner
Cowboy Chicken
Chips
Black Beans
Total Points: 6
Snack
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 1
Daily Total: 20 Points
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Work It, Lemme Work It
How many calories are burned screaming at Jessica Simpson because Tony Romo fumbled (I always take out my Cowboys frustrations on poor Jess)?
Far as that goes, how many calories are burned sweeping and mopping the 15 miles of light colored tile in the front part of my house? Vaccuming the carpeted rooms in the house? Making a king-sized bed and then jumping on said bed with your toddler (I'm such a good mom)?
According to this article, you can burn serious calories doing housework. 'Tis a good thing for me because . . . Jaybird's birthday party is this Saturday and since I'm a dumbass, we're having it at the house instead of at Chuck E. Cheese or Mickey D's.
My next few days will be filled with cleaning toilets, scrubbing floors, and pushing a vaccuum cleaner.
Yay! <==== Mad wicked sarcasm there
Daily Menu for Monday
Breakfast
Slimfast Shake (early morning errands + only portable breakfast = Mama needs to buy some Nutrigrain bars)
Total Points: 3
Lunch
Ham and cheese sandwhich (I skipped the one I was supposed to eat today and had turkey sausage instead)
Apple slices with caramel
Total Points: 6
Snack
100 Calorie Pack Oreo Snack Cakes
Total Points: 2
Dinner
Turkey Meatballs
Green Beans
Garlic Bread
Total Points: 7
Snack
Pudding
Total Points: 1
Daily Total: 19
Far as that goes, how many calories are burned sweeping and mopping the 15 miles of light colored tile in the front part of my house? Vaccuming the carpeted rooms in the house? Making a king-sized bed and then jumping on said bed with your toddler (I'm such a good mom)?
According to this article, you can burn serious calories doing housework. 'Tis a good thing for me because . . . Jaybird's birthday party is this Saturday and since I'm a dumbass, we're having it at the house instead of at Chuck E. Cheese or Mickey D's.
My next few days will be filled with cleaning toilets, scrubbing floors, and pushing a vaccuum cleaner.
Yay! <==== Mad wicked sarcasm there
Daily Menu for Monday
Breakfast
Slimfast Shake (early morning errands + only portable breakfast = Mama needs to buy some Nutrigrain bars)
Total Points: 3
Lunch
Ham and cheese sandwhich (I skipped the one I was supposed to eat today and had turkey sausage instead)
Apple slices with caramel
Total Points: 6
Snack
100 Calorie Pack Oreo Snack Cakes
Total Points: 2
Dinner
Turkey Meatballs
Green Beans
Garlic Bread
Total Points: 7
Snack
Pudding
Total Points: 1
Daily Total: 19
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Yard Salin'
If there is any "downside" to shrinking out of your skinny jeans it's that you don't have any clothes to wear! I have one pair of shorts that fits me and they're leftovers from circa 1999. Uh, yeeeah. High waist? No thank ya, notsomuch.
I'm not picky when it comes to clothes. I'm not a label whore. So long as it looks good, I could care less where it comes from or who made it. I even went to Baylor in the late 1990's and survived without ever owning a stitch of Abercrombie. That tells ya something right there.
Sooooo. This morning, I thought the boys and I could try to find some yard sales on our walk to the park. The people in this neighborhood do not know how to have yard sales! We went to one yesterday morning only to find about eight pieces of furniture. How the heck is that a yard sale? Put that shit on Craigslist and sleep in. Sheesh.
We found two today. The first one was like Friday's sale. Not furniture, but they had very few items. There was a table of clothes with *maybe* fifteen things on it. And another table with a few knick knacks. We quickly left.
The other yard sale was what a yard sale is supposed to be. Tables piled high, clothing hanging on the fence. A car pulled out in the driveway with things hanging all over it. And - SCORE! - she had tons and tons and tons of cute clothes. Alas - UNSCORE! - all the pants were a size 12 or 14 and all the tops were a size small (how is this person porportioned??). No luck with garage sales today. Boo.
The hubs and I had decided we weren't going to buy new clothes for ourselves until we got closer to our California/ Vegas trip in November. But, it looks like it's either gonna be new threads or go naked. Hmmm. For the first time in a long, long, loooooong time I am excited to try on new clothes. That's a feeling that almost nothing can beat. =)
In.Other.News
A week or so ago, in one of my Hungry-Girl newsletters, there was an offer for a free cookie from Kashi. Now, I have tried the Kashi waffles. And, to be perfectly frank, I'd rather guzzle ball sweat. But this was a chocolate chip oatmeal cookie. There's no way you can fuck up chocolate chip and oatmeal, right? Right?
Wrong.
The cookie came in the mail today. Even though it was two WW points (130 calories, 5 grams of fat) -- the same as any regular cookie -- I decided to go ahead and give it a try. It tasted like straight up ass. I gave it to Jaybird and he took one bite, looked at me like "why'd the heck you give ME that?" and said "I no like it!" If Jaybird won't eat a cookie then you know it's bad . . .
Daily Menu for Sunday, Sunday:
Breakfast
Oatmeal (Umm, why did I think I didn't like oatmeal? I'm totally crushing on it right now. It's yummy, low in points, and it's supa-dupa filling)
2 Slices Toast
Total Points: 4
Lunch
Ham and cheese sandwhich
Pringles Sticks
Total Points: 6
Snack
Rice Cake
Vanilla Pudding
Total Points: 2
Dinner
Enchiladas
Chips
Refried Beans
Total Points: 7
Snack
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 1
Total Points: 20
I'm not picky when it comes to clothes. I'm not a label whore. So long as it looks good, I could care less where it comes from or who made it. I even went to Baylor in the late 1990's and survived without ever owning a stitch of Abercrombie. That tells ya something right there.
Sooooo. This morning, I thought the boys and I could try to find some yard sales on our walk to the park. The people in this neighborhood do not know how to have yard sales! We went to one yesterday morning only to find about eight pieces of furniture. How the heck is that a yard sale? Put that shit on Craigslist and sleep in. Sheesh.
We found two today. The first one was like Friday's sale. Not furniture, but they had very few items. There was a table of clothes with *maybe* fifteen things on it. And another table with a few knick knacks. We quickly left.
The other yard sale was what a yard sale is supposed to be. Tables piled high, clothing hanging on the fence. A car pulled out in the driveway with things hanging all over it. And - SCORE! - she had tons and tons and tons of cute clothes. Alas - UNSCORE! - all the pants were a size 12 or 14 and all the tops were a size small (how is this person porportioned??). No luck with garage sales today. Boo.
The hubs and I had decided we weren't going to buy new clothes for ourselves until we got closer to our California/ Vegas trip in November. But, it looks like it's either gonna be new threads or go naked. Hmmm. For the first time in a long, long, loooooong time I am excited to try on new clothes. That's a feeling that almost nothing can beat. =)
In.Other.News
A week or so ago, in one of my Hungry-Girl newsletters, there was an offer for a free cookie from Kashi. Now, I have tried the Kashi waffles. And, to be perfectly frank, I'd rather guzzle ball sweat. But this was a chocolate chip oatmeal cookie. There's no way you can fuck up chocolate chip and oatmeal, right? Right?
Wrong.
The cookie came in the mail today. Even though it was two WW points (130 calories, 5 grams of fat) -- the same as any regular cookie -- I decided to go ahead and give it a try. It tasted like straight up ass. I gave it to Jaybird and he took one bite, looked at me like "why'd the heck you give ME that?" and said "I no like it!" If Jaybird won't eat a cookie then you know it's bad . . .
Daily Menu for Sunday, Sunday:
Breakfast
Oatmeal (Umm, why did I think I didn't like oatmeal? I'm totally crushing on it right now. It's yummy, low in points, and it's supa-dupa filling)
2 Slices Toast
Total Points: 4
Lunch
Ham and cheese sandwhich
Pringles Sticks
Total Points: 6
Snack
Rice Cake
Vanilla Pudding
Total Points: 2
Dinner
Enchiladas
Chips
Refried Beans
Total Points: 7
Snack
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 1
Total Points: 20
Friday, October 3, 2008
You Know What's Awesome?
Awesome Thing #1: Losing two more pounds this week, bringing total lost to 59. Holy fat chick, Batman! That's like a third grader!
Breakfast
Oatmeal
2 Slices Toast w/ Honey
Total Points: 5
Lunch
Chili
Apple slices w/ caramel
Total Points: 5
Snack:
WW Chocolate Mousse
Total Points: 3
Dinner:
Faux Fried Chicken Strips
Mashed Potatoes
Corn
Total Points: 6
Snack:
Fun Size KitKat
Total Points: 2
Daily Points Total: 21
Awesome Thing #2: Said two pounds means weight loss goal by Jaybird's birthday was met one week early!
Awesome Thing #3: Just six pounds more until THE BIG GOAL is met!
Awesome Thing #4: The skinny jeans? Yeah, they're too big.
Awesome Thing #5: Hungry Girl's Lord of the Onion Rings
Awesome Thing #6: Sweet, sweet baby smiles.
Breakfast
Oatmeal
2 Slices Toast w/ Honey
Total Points: 5
Lunch
Chili
Apple slices w/ caramel
Total Points: 5
Snack:
WW Chocolate Mousse
Total Points: 3
Dinner:
Faux Fried Chicken Strips
Mashed Potatoes
Corn
Total Points: 6
Snack:
Fun Size KitKat
Total Points: 2
Daily Points Total: 21
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Yum-o!
First things first: Last night's Biggest Loser.
I really, really, reeeeeeally dislike the Brown Team. They're just . . . ugh. I don't care for them. Dunno what it is. Maybe it was Vicki looking all smug when the yellow team (OMG, love them!) landed in the bottom spot. Smugness? Maybe it was relief cause she knew if the rules hadn't been changed that night, then her ass woulda been going home. Do.not.like.them.atall.
And I was soooo sad to see Jerry and Colleen end up in the bottom. =( I think they made a good choice, though, to keep her in it and have him go home. Wow-o-wow, he looked so much better in the follow up. And, mark my words, that girl is gonna be a friggin' hottie by the time the finale rolls around.
The temperature got up to 87 degrees today, but I still made chili for dinner tonight. I had really been craving it and mmmm - this recipe is a super good one. Plus, it's reeeally, really filling. Like super duper filling. I had just one cup of it and that was plenty for me. I'll be having leftovers tomorrow. ;) All I did different was only add one can of the tomatoes (I'm not a big tomato fan. In fact, next time I might just cut them out all together) and add a shit ton of chili powder. My chili must have a kick to it!
Other yummy recipes I've tried out this week are Cola Chicken (I had my doubts about this one but it turned out really, really good) and Herb-Roasted Idaho Potato Fries. They've both been added to my musttrythisagain file.
Daily Menu for Thursday:
Breakfast
Oatmeal
English Muffin with Honey
Total Points: 6
Lunch
Chili (leftovahs, baybay!)
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 4
Snack
Teddy Grams w/ Cool Whip
Total Points: 3
Dinner
Fiesta Chicken
Refried Beans
Total Points: 5
Snack
Rice Cake
Total Points: 1
Total Daily Points: 19
I really, really, reeeeeeally dislike the Brown Team. They're just . . . ugh. I don't care for them. Dunno what it is. Maybe it was Vicki looking all smug when the yellow team (OMG, love them!) landed in the bottom spot. Smugness? Maybe it was relief cause she knew if the rules hadn't been changed that night, then her ass woulda been going home. Do.not.like.them.atall.
And I was soooo sad to see Jerry and Colleen end up in the bottom. =( I think they made a good choice, though, to keep her in it and have him go home. Wow-o-wow, he looked so much better in the follow up. And, mark my words, that girl is gonna be a friggin' hottie by the time the finale rolls around.
The temperature got up to 87 degrees today, but I still made chili for dinner tonight. I had really been craving it and mmmm - this recipe is a super good one. Plus, it's reeeally, really filling. Like super duper filling. I had just one cup of it and that was plenty for me. I'll be having leftovers tomorrow. ;) All I did different was only add one can of the tomatoes (I'm not a big tomato fan. In fact, next time I might just cut them out all together) and add a shit ton of chili powder. My chili must have a kick to it!
Other yummy recipes I've tried out this week are Cola Chicken (I had my doubts about this one but it turned out really, really good) and Herb-Roasted Idaho Potato Fries. They've both been added to my musttrythisagain file.
Daily Menu for Thursday:
Breakfast
Oatmeal
English Muffin with Honey
Total Points: 6
Lunch
Chili (leftovahs, baybay!)
Hershey's Stick
Total Points: 4
Snack
Teddy Grams w/ Cool Whip
Total Points: 3
Dinner
Fiesta Chicken
Refried Beans
Total Points: 5
Snack
Rice Cake
Total Points: 1
Total Daily Points: 19
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