Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
I drove 5 hours, met up with everyone for dinner and then cocktails in a really loud bar, got to sleep ( or in my case, not really sleep) squished in a double bed with The Bride (they always share rooms to save money.) Saturday was breakfast and then the dreaded bridesmaid dress shopping. We decided to all get different style dresses but all in the same color, which is a great way to go. I was trying on dresses with her 14 year old niece who is about 5’8, 125 pounds, all legs, with cute little boobs that still stand up. Every time she stepped out of the dressing room I’d hear, “oh, that’s cute. That looks great on you.” Me? Well, I got the “oh, that’s not bad.” I ended up choosing this dress. I really do like the dress even though I think I look huge in it, but then again I think I’d probably look huge in anything. And no, I probably won’t wear it again only because it’s navy, which just isn’t my thing. If it was in black, then yes, I would probably would.
The Bride will tell you that we didn’t get to chat all that much, but I have a feeling she’d say that about most people. The problem? She spent more time texting and calling The Fiancé. Seriously. She called him after dinner, texted him when we got to the bar, which was 10 minutes away, called him in the middle of having cocktails, and then called him when we went to bed which by the way was 3am on the East Coast. I then woke in the morning to click, click click… her texting him again in the morning. It was awful. I can’t wait until they are finally married and don’t really have anything to talk about any more. Just kidding. But really, is all that communication necessary? And I find a bit rude.
The highlight of the weekend was coming home and getting a big squeeze from The Little Miss and hearing her say, “I missed you. I’m happy you’re home.” That right there really makes all the thoughts of how huge I look in a dress and how much someone else is texting seem so insignificant. Kids really do have a way of so easily putting things in perspective.
And one final thought… why are the portions at Cheesecake Factory so ginormous?
Friday, March 27, 2009
I know what you’re thinking, oh, a little afternoon delight. Yeah, no. I hate afternoon sex. Seems like too much information when the lights are on. Even though The Husband has seen me naked, has seem me birth a baby and seen me from every direction, but I still feel really self conscious about knocking boots in the light. My belly is stretched and wobbly, my boobs hang low, I have stretch marks over too much of my body and I’m just too wierded out by him seeing me like that. I know, when he’s in the moment, the LAST thing he’s thinking of or seeing is all that stuff, he’s just seeing the woman he loves totally naked, with him.
So, sadly for The Husband, the week of a seemingly illicit afternoon rendezvous has come to an end with no action on my part. I promise I’ll make it up to him, sometime soon, but definitely in the stealth darkness of night.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Peaches in bloom
Fruit on my apricot tree
I've been slowly working on getting my summer garden ready for planting. Over the winter the weeds too hold, with Spring upon us they have spouted up everywhere and now, I have a lot of clearing I have to attend to. I'll also loosen and amend the soil and plan out what is going to go where. I can hardly wait to get my hands dirty and start planting.
Last year, the garden gave us many delicious meals and it's such a treat to go in our backyard, pick ripe produce right off the vine and have it on our dinner table that night. It doesn't get much better than that and a wonderful lesson for The Little Miss. I'm also looking into joining or starting a neighborhood garden exchange. I'd love to be able to trade some of my fruit and veggies with my neighbors who might be growing something I'm not. It would be a great way to meet my neighbors and a wonderful way to get a bigger variety of fresh produce..
What's in your garden this year?
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
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Tuesday, March 24, 2009
If you try it, let me know what you think.
Sweet spices such as cinnamon and nutmeg balance the pungent feta and Parmesan cheeses to give a bold, intriguing flavor to a familiar meat-and-pasta dish.
6 servings (serving size: about 1 1/3 cups).
· 1/2 pound lean ground beef
· 2 cups chopped onion
· 1 1/2 teaspoons dried oregano
· 2 garlic cloves, minced
· 1/2 cup dry red wine
· 1/4 cup water
· 3/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
· 1/2 teaspoon salt
· 1/8 teaspoon ground nutmeg
· 1/8 teaspoon pepper
· 1 (14.5-ounce) can stewed tomatoes, undrained
· 1/4 cup all-purpose flour
· 2 cups 1% low-fat milk
· 1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg
· 1 cup (4 ounces) crumbled feta cheese
· 2 tablespoons grated Parmesan cheese, divided
· 1 large egg
· 2 tablespoons dry breadcrumbs, divided
· Cooking spray
· 4 cups cooked spaghetti (about 8 ounces uncooked pasta)
· Fresh oregano sprigs (optional)
Preheat oven to 375°.
Heat a large nonstick skillet over medium-high heat. Add the first 4 ingredients, and sauté 5 minutes. Add the wine and next 6 ingredients (wine through tomatoes). Bring mixture to a boil; reduce heat, and simmer 10 minutes or until thick.
Combine the flour, milk, and 1/4 teaspoon nutmeg in a medium sauce-pan, and bring to a boil. Reduce heat, and cook for 7 minutes or until thick, stirring constantly. Remove milk mixture from heat. Stir in feta cheese, 1 tablespoon Parmesan cheese, and egg.
Sprinkle 1 tablespoon breadcrumbs in a 2-quart casserole coated with cooking spray. Place 2 cups spaghetti in casserole, and top with 2 cups beef mixture and 1 cup sauce. Repeat layers. Combine 1 tablespoon Parmesan cheese and 1 tablespoon breadcrumbs, and sprinkle over the casserole. Bake casserole at 375° for 30 minutes or until golden brown. Let stand for 5 minutes. Garnish with fresh oregano, if desired.
365 (23% from fat)
9.4g (sat 4.8g,mono 2.7g,poly 0.7g)
Monday, March 23, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Updated after TJ's comment about how Trader Joe's "always" cards:
I shop at Trader's weekly and have for quite some time and can't remember the last time someone asked see my ID. Regardless, even if I look anything younger than my age, I'll take it, wouldn't you?
Friday, March 20, 2009
My niece’s grandmother was appalled at the doctor for “putting so much emphasis” on her weight, “especially at that age.” Me? I was happy the doctor said something. If you look at my niece’s mother and her grandmother, you can easily see what the trend is, and it’s big. The grandmother has been dealing with weight issues for as long as I’ve known her and is scheduled for gastric bypass surgery in April or May. The mom is big, Rubenesque , round, curvy or however you want to describe her. Their diets are horrible. I watch the family stuff so much processed, fatty, fried food in their mouths it’s hard to imagine they are getting anything nutritious at all.
The Niece is coming up on the challenging pre-teen and teen age years ahead. I worry if her family doesn’t take this seriously it is going to spiral into many other issues. I don’t think it’s too early nor do I think anyone is putting too much emphasis on her weight. I don’t want her to have to shed tears about her friends calling her fat. I don’t want her to feel any less because she’s biggest one in the room and I don’t want her weight to keep her from becoming the person I hope and know she can become.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Maybe there’s something bad about wearing blue dresses in Washington DC.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
It was super fun while it lasted, but I’m ready to get back to my routines. I’m ready to eat healthy and light. I’m ready to go back to no sugars and no sodas. And I’m ready to feel like me again.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Having said that, I think you had a good time, at least I hope you did. You really weren’t interested in any of the rides, except for one, a roller coaster. For some reason you really wanted to go on that and you screamed like a good coaster rider is suppose to. You had no interest in the It’s a Small World ride, until you were in the little boat looking at all the waving dolls who were singing a song that was stuck in my head the rest of the day. You met the Princesses, none of whom have mothers, because Disney has killed them all off and all are enslaved until their prince charming comes to save them. I don’t want to burst your bubble, but it just doesn’t happen that way. You met Tinkerbell, whom you adore and now have a Tinkerbell snowglobe to go along with your Tinkerbell pillow, Tinkerbell movie and your Tinkerbell ornament. You also loved Minnie Mouse and her little house. You could have stayed in there the entire day and were in there almost long enough to start giving tours of the rooms.
Most of our days were spent walking around the park, just taking in the sights, dreaming of the next time we come when you’ll be older and hopefully wanting to go on more of the rides. I don’t think you’re hard wired for dangerous behavior but we do hope you’ll enjoy going on more of them, when you’re not as afraid of loud noises and not as apprehensive to give things a try.
I loved watching you. I loved watching your face light up when you saw a familiar character and I loved how you gave big hugs to them all. I loved how you were so excited to pick out some Disneyland ears of which you picked out pink Minnie Ears and how you wanted to wear them the rest of the trip. I loved how we got to sit in our hotel room and watch fireworks and loved when you went to sleep that night you told me you were going to dream of fireworks in our favorite colors.
I hope your dreams came true that night and always come true, as long as it doesn’t involve a Prince coming to your rescue.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
I'll fill you all in on more details when I get more time because right now the pool is a'callin.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
Thursday, March 5, 2009
The weight loss thing is going fine, if you consider not putting on weight a good thing. I certainly haven’t lost any in the past couple of weeks, but my pants are still a bit on the loose side so I’m happy about that.
Being on road trips and vacations is hard for me to stay focused and it’ll be especially challenging this time since we’re traveling with The Husband’s aunt and uncle who have ZERO sense of healthy eating. But, I’ll do my thing and do my best.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
And yes, that is her running in the sprinklers yesterday. It's one of the joys of living in California and the joy of me working only part time.