Why am I doing this?
I guess it really should read: Why I am doing this.
I've never been 100% great with sticking with things. I've been burned one too many times and my Virgo-ness takes over and says "why don't you just kinda hang tight and sit in the middle of the pack where you know you will be safe." Fear is a constant in my life. I'm always scared to jump head first into anything, because "what if?" I really hate that I have that much fear in my life these days. My need to control things has gotten a bit out of control.
As a child, I was extremely athletic. I pretty much looked like a boy in most of my pictures growing up because I had my hair slicked back in a pony tail, Umbro shorts on and a seriously oversized shirt hanging to my knees. As a kid, however, I had no fear. I did not care about what people thought, or how my actions affected others - good or (sometimes) bad. I would go out on the soccer field and terrorize anyone that got in my way. I was also very protective - I would sneak out with my friends at night just to make sure that they got home safely. I am loyal to a fault, even though I would get burned because of it. I sometimes miss being that girl. She was kind of badass.
I am not really sure when I started eating a little more, caring a little less. I have had a few major traumatic events that probably didn't help things, but it was such a gradual weight gain that I honestly didn't really notice. "You carry your weight well" and "You have such pretty hair" were things I heard a lot, which I now know is code for "Holy shit - you are fucking huge and we don't know how to tell you that." I can't really blame my friends and family. Who wants to tell someone they look like shit? I mean, I'll be honest with you when we are shopping that the shirt you tried on is ugly - but to tell someone they are one hamburger away from needing to be on the Biggest Loser? That is not a fun topic. So, I get it. I have people that love me unconditionally. I'm really lucky. I'm also lucky that I finally had the ability to look myself in the mirror and say ENOUGH is ENOUGH.
Excuses are like assholes, everyone has one. I had like 398483 of them. I didn't have the time. I didn't have the money. I didn't have the energy. My back hurt (this excuse is true. It does. See previous post to look at its curvy craziness). We were too busy with the kids. Work was a time suck. Blah blah blah. It's so stupid, really. All I was doing was making the bad situation worse. I just kept gradually buying bigger clothing, mostly in black. Black hides fat. Black clothes makes fat invisible - until you see a picture of yourself, and then that fat (and more) magically appears! It's totally crazy! I had a lot of friends jumping on the fitness bandwagon, and I was like hell to the no, I was not doing that. I would always joke that the only chance you would see me run was when someone was chasing me with a knife and even then, I might just give up and let them stab me. I laughed about it, but inside..I was so sad. I watched people today at lunch, and it just killed me to see the girl in the corner shoving a hamburger down her throat. I was that girl...I still am that girl in many ways. I saw how she fidgeted with her too-tight sweater (in black, of course) and never looked comfortable in her skin. Food is just that, food, but sometimes - it can be so much more. I never thought it would be for me, but I wasn't immune to the over eating. The formerly athletic girl had become a rock that never moved...and food became less about being fuel for my body and more about pacifying my mood swings.
So, I'm doing this crazy 30 day cleanse to prove to myself that I can set my mind to something and achieve it. That food once again can become fun, exciting, and good for me. That a normal, 30-something mother of two can make the time to be healthy for herself and her family. If I inspire just ONE person to do the same, then this journey will be worth all of the chopping, dicing, food processing and Paleo eating. I want to be here for my kids, to show them both that there are other foods than chicken nuggets (even thought E refuses to eat most everything still. We are working on it). I want to be here for anyone that thinks it can't be done - to be proof that it can. I like the change that I see in me. I bought a size 14 pant today, y'all. I haven't been in that size since college. I have a long way to go, but I'm getting there. So, get ready for another 23 days of food pictures and potential meltdowns. This ride isn't over anytime soon, but I'm sure glad you are all on it with me.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Whole 30 - Day 3 and 4
I totally broke the first rule of Fight Club, I mean, Whole 30...I weighed myself today.
AND WHOO HOO GLAD I DID - I'm already down four pounds!
Now, I know that this will go up and down and all around, and it's kind of making me mad thinking about how awesome it would be if I could workout during this experience (I'm starting back this week. I can't sit still any longer), but I am already thrilled by the results that I am seeing. Here is what I'm noticing so far:
1. Weight loss. I'm back down to my pre-holiday weight. I had a hell of a good time putting it on, but I'm glad it came off so quickly. Now we start on the remaining 10 lbs I want to lose to get out of the 200s!!
2. My head is not foggy anymore. In fact, it's the clearest its been in a long time.
3. I have energy. So much so, that I cleaned out my closet AND did the dishes! Who is this person?
4. Little to no tummy bloat! Yay! My stomach is still getting adjusted to the major introduction of veggies back into my diet, but so far so good. It was a little rumbly in my Financial Peace Class tonight, and that was embarrassing. Next class I'll remember a snack.
I'm still struggling so much with meal planning. I need to sit down and physically write out a schedule. It's the only way things will happen. I only have one more week of Sean home every night before he starts back to school, and I don't want to waste any of that precious time! It will also help with the crazy trips to the store. I'm already out of apples and almost out of eggs. I'm pretty sure I need something else but my brain is tired of all the cooking and thinking. I also need to pick 3 big main courses to cook this week so we can rock those. I made Curry Chicken in the crock-pot and it was A. bad ass B. easy as hell and C. nice to have something ready to heat up (I made it the evening before).
My goals for the week are as follows:
1. Meal Plan and shop accordingly
2. Workout at least 3x
3. Continue the Great Purge of 2013 and attack the children's toys
A few of you guys asked about Curry Chicken Recipe - my fellow Whole 30er Tiffany sent it to me and her family loved it, too! I bet you could make cauliflower rice (need to do that so bad) and eat it with it and it would be awesome. I highly recommend having avocado with it, the smooth texture and little bit of sweetness was a nice compliment! The recipe can be found here.
I also made Apple Streusel Egg Casserole today. The consistency was perfect, but the flavor was just a tad bit off...until I ate it cold. I LOVED it cold. Who knows, I'm probably just starving and will eat anything at this point, but it was a lot sweeter and the apples were much more flavorful. The egg mixture would actually make a really good crust-free quiche base, made with veggies and meat in it. I'm thinking about making one tomorrow or Tuesday to eat for breakfast a few days this week. It would be yummy with homemade salsa! I have had a few ideas thrown my way on how to make this one with the apples more appealing, but like I said - it was amazeballs cold. Who knew!??
Here is the recipe:
If you made it to the end of what is possibly my longest post to date, congrats. Your prize is one of the 30 pairs of shoes I'm donating!! You're welcome.
AND WHOO HOO GLAD I DID - I'm already down four pounds!
Now, I know that this will go up and down and all around, and it's kind of making me mad thinking about how awesome it would be if I could workout during this experience (I'm starting back this week. I can't sit still any longer), but I am already thrilled by the results that I am seeing. Here is what I'm noticing so far:
1. Weight loss. I'm back down to my pre-holiday weight. I had a hell of a good time putting it on, but I'm glad it came off so quickly. Now we start on the remaining 10 lbs I want to lose to get out of the 200s!!
2. My head is not foggy anymore. In fact, it's the clearest its been in a long time.
3. I have energy. So much so, that I cleaned out my closet AND did the dishes! Who is this person?
4. Little to no tummy bloat! Yay! My stomach is still getting adjusted to the major introduction of veggies back into my diet, but so far so good. It was a little rumbly in my Financial Peace Class tonight, and that was embarrassing. Next class I'll remember a snack.
I'm still struggling so much with meal planning. I need to sit down and physically write out a schedule. It's the only way things will happen. I only have one more week of Sean home every night before he starts back to school, and I don't want to waste any of that precious time! It will also help with the crazy trips to the store. I'm already out of apples and almost out of eggs. I'm pretty sure I need something else but my brain is tired of all the cooking and thinking. I also need to pick 3 big main courses to cook this week so we can rock those. I made Curry Chicken in the crock-pot and it was A. bad ass B. easy as hell and C. nice to have something ready to heat up (I made it the evening before).
My goals for the week are as follows:
1. Meal Plan and shop accordingly
2. Workout at least 3x
3. Continue the Great Purge of 2013 and attack the children's toys
A few of you guys asked about Curry Chicken Recipe - my fellow Whole 30er Tiffany sent it to me and her family loved it, too! I bet you could make cauliflower rice (need to do that so bad) and eat it with it and it would be awesome. I highly recommend having avocado with it, the smooth texture and little bit of sweetness was a nice compliment! The recipe can be found here.
I also made Apple Streusel Egg Casserole today. The consistency was perfect, but the flavor was just a tad bit off...until I ate it cold. I LOVED it cold. Who knows, I'm probably just starving and will eat anything at this point, but it was a lot sweeter and the apples were much more flavorful. The egg mixture would actually make a really good crust-free quiche base, made with veggies and meat in it. I'm thinking about making one tomorrow or Tuesday to eat for breakfast a few days this week. It would be yummy with homemade salsa! I have had a few ideas thrown my way on how to make this one with the apples more appealing, but like I said - it was amazeballs cold. Who knew!??
Here is the recipe:
Apple Streusel Egg
Muffins
3 large green Apples chopped
inot ½ inch pieces (I used Fuji, it was good)
3 tbls warm water
2 tsps
cinnamon
1 ½ tbls coconut oil
9 eggs
3 tbls coconut milk
1 ½ tbls coconut flour ( I used Almond flour - it was what I had on hand)
¼ teaspoon baking soda
Pinch of sea salt
Brown the apples in a pan with the coconut oil
and half of the cinnamon. Let cook until
they are like chunky applesauce. In a
bowl, whisk the rest of the ingredients and then blend with the cooled
Apples. You can also add chopped nuts if
you want. Bake in a glass pan at 350 degrees and cut
into squares. I made them in a cupcake
pan, and had to soak for a week to get the egg out. Bake for 35-40 mins. Check at 30 to make sure how much longer.
If you made it to the end of what is possibly my longest post to date, congrats. Your prize is one of the 30 pairs of shoes I'm donating!! You're welcome.
Friday, January 4, 2013
Whole 30 - Day 1 and 2
Hey folks...
So, I'm finishing up my second day of Whole 30 and I'm not going to lie. I'm totally over it already.
Now, this is actually coming as a shock to me because I've given up gluten pretty much bitch-free. If I can do that, then why is this so difficult? I have no idea. Oooohh wait - I do!
I have to meal plan.
I hate meal planning.
I'm completely out of my comfort zone and I'm really over finding recipes that I can't make because I don't have the elusive coconut milk on hand. I'm also really tired of not eating chocolate. I am, however, realizing that chocolate is my comfort food of choice, and I tend to reach for those sea salt and dark chocolate covered almonds probably more than I should. So, yay. My first realization of many, I'm sure.
I read the book that was written by the same crazy people that came up with this program, and it was really good. A wealth of knowledge, really. It doesn't make this any easier, and for $9.99 I wish it came with more recipes. And a chef. A chef with lots of recipes. That lives in my house and makes me wonderful food.
Bottom line, the real problem (besides the no chocolate part) is that I can't work out and it's driving.me.crazy. I think I'm probably out for another month. I've been diagnosed (self and otherwise) with a few things but I really think it's most likely a gnarly torn muscle and it's in a hard place to heal. I tried to walk the other day on the 'mill, and I barely got through 20 minutes without bursting into tears. It's painful to walk a lot, it's awful to run and honestly it keeps me up at night, too. I think if I could workout I would feel a lot better - or, if nothing else, get my aggressions out on the weights and not on my poor family. Hopefully things will change soon, but until then...I'm really sorry for my shit attitude and lack of patience. I'm probably not very nice to deal with at this point and I'm going to go ahead an apologize for being an asshole in advance. Just covering my bases!
I've got 28 more days to go. I hope this is worth it (and I don't lose any friends in the process...)
So, I'm finishing up my second day of Whole 30 and I'm not going to lie. I'm totally over it already.
Now, this is actually coming as a shock to me because I've given up gluten pretty much bitch-free. If I can do that, then why is this so difficult? I have no idea. Oooohh wait - I do!
I have to meal plan.
I hate meal planning.
I'm completely out of my comfort zone and I'm really over finding recipes that I can't make because I don't have the elusive coconut milk on hand. I'm also really tired of not eating chocolate. I am, however, realizing that chocolate is my comfort food of choice, and I tend to reach for those sea salt and dark chocolate covered almonds probably more than I should. So, yay. My first realization of many, I'm sure.
I read the book that was written by the same crazy people that came up with this program, and it was really good. A wealth of knowledge, really. It doesn't make this any easier, and for $9.99 I wish it came with more recipes. And a chef. A chef with lots of recipes. That lives in my house and makes me wonderful food.
Bottom line, the real problem (besides the no chocolate part) is that I can't work out and it's driving.me.crazy. I think I'm probably out for another month. I've been diagnosed (self and otherwise) with a few things but I really think it's most likely a gnarly torn muscle and it's in a hard place to heal. I tried to walk the other day on the 'mill, and I barely got through 20 minutes without bursting into tears. It's painful to walk a lot, it's awful to run and honestly it keeps me up at night, too. I think if I could workout I would feel a lot better - or, if nothing else, get my aggressions out on the weights and not on my poor family. Hopefully things will change soon, but until then...I'm really sorry for my shit attitude and lack of patience. I'm probably not very nice to deal with at this point and I'm going to go ahead an apologize for being an asshole in advance. Just covering my bases!
I've got 28 more days to go. I hope this is worth it (and I don't lose any friends in the process...)
Monday, December 31, 2012
Word of 2013 - FAITH
I know I say this every year, but I really can't believe another year has gone by. I go back and forth between being totally ready and sad to see another one gone. I always get nostalgic looking back at all that has happened, too. I doesn't seem possible that this time last year, Sawyer was only 4 and Everett barely 1. They seem so old now, and still so little all at the same time.
I have so much to be thankful for, as all of us do, and I won't bore you with lists of the usual suspects. I think we all know I'm so grateful for my family, friends, job and overall heath and "happyness" (I love that book). It started off a trying year, but I really think we finished up strong. I saw lots of friends, travelled to two cities I'd never been to, ran my 1st 5k (and my second, and walked my third - boo) and lost 30 pounds. We celebrated 10 years of marriage with an amazing trip, and spent a lot of time together that I feel was quality time. I watched my boys turn five and two, and am amazed by them every day. Sawyer's personality is bigger and funnier every passing day, and Everett's seriousness is a lovely compliment to it. They really balance each other out, and love each other fiercely. I love watching them together, and I pray that they stay close over the years.
I guess what I'm most nervous about is starting my Whole 30 project in a few days. I refuse to call it a diet, because that word always gets me into trouble. I wish I could fast forward 30 days to see the transformation and feel the results, but just like everything else I have to do the work first. It seems simple enough. Eat clean foods. Don't cheat. Lose cravings/weight/food issues. Feel better! I know I will go through my honeymoon phase, the grumpy phase, the annoyed this won't end phase and then will hit my stride just as the 30 days are up. I'm praying this will jump start my weight loss again, help me lose the 4 (or 5 or shit...6) pounds that have crept back on me during the holidays and maybe 10 or so more. I've already got a jump start on the no grains since going GF, but it will be a real challenge for me to prep ahead and make sure I don't leave myself in compromising positions that lead to bad food choices. I just pray this is the answer to my lingering digestive issues and gives me strength in my workouts. I've had a nagging injury that I won't go into detail about because it's ridiculous and pisses me off, but I'm also hoping this will help that, too.
All of this brings me to my word of 2013 - Faith. Faith has a lot of meaning to me. It was my name before I was adopted. It gives you something to hold on to when things are hard. It's very definition is "complete trust or confidence in someone or something." You just gotta have faith. Whatever your belief system is, it has to be rooted in this very word. James 1:3 says "because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance". I have faith in myself to become a better person, wife, mother and friend. I have faith that I can continue this journey of weight loss and self discovery. I have faith that my support system will hold me up and keep me accountable when things go wrong or I don't want to work hard. I have faith in love. I have faith in God that he will forgive me when I screw up (again and again...and we all know, again). Faith, Hope and Love - it is what it is all about.
So, that's it. Bring it, 2013. I don't have a clue what is in store for me, but I'm pumped to see what happens.
I raise my glass to you, my village. Cheers!
I have so much to be thankful for, as all of us do, and I won't bore you with lists of the usual suspects. I think we all know I'm so grateful for my family, friends, job and overall heath and "happyness" (I love that book). It started off a trying year, but I really think we finished up strong. I saw lots of friends, travelled to two cities I'd never been to, ran my 1st 5k (and my second, and walked my third - boo) and lost 30 pounds. We celebrated 10 years of marriage with an amazing trip, and spent a lot of time together that I feel was quality time. I watched my boys turn five and two, and am amazed by them every day. Sawyer's personality is bigger and funnier every passing day, and Everett's seriousness is a lovely compliment to it. They really balance each other out, and love each other fiercely. I love watching them together, and I pray that they stay close over the years.
I guess what I'm most nervous about is starting my Whole 30 project in a few days. I refuse to call it a diet, because that word always gets me into trouble. I wish I could fast forward 30 days to see the transformation and feel the results, but just like everything else I have to do the work first. It seems simple enough. Eat clean foods. Don't cheat. Lose cravings/weight/food issues. Feel better! I know I will go through my honeymoon phase, the grumpy phase, the annoyed this won't end phase and then will hit my stride just as the 30 days are up. I'm praying this will jump start my weight loss again, help me lose the 4 (or 5 or shit...6) pounds that have crept back on me during the holidays and maybe 10 or so more. I've already got a jump start on the no grains since going GF, but it will be a real challenge for me to prep ahead and make sure I don't leave myself in compromising positions that lead to bad food choices. I just pray this is the answer to my lingering digestive issues and gives me strength in my workouts. I've had a nagging injury that I won't go into detail about because it's ridiculous and pisses me off, but I'm also hoping this will help that, too.
All of this brings me to my word of 2013 - Faith. Faith has a lot of meaning to me. It was my name before I was adopted. It gives you something to hold on to when things are hard. It's very definition is "complete trust or confidence in someone or something." You just gotta have faith. Whatever your belief system is, it has to be rooted in this very word. James 1:3 says "because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance". I have faith in myself to become a better person, wife, mother and friend. I have faith that I can continue this journey of weight loss and self discovery. I have faith that my support system will hold me up and keep me accountable when things go wrong or I don't want to work hard. I have faith in love. I have faith in God that he will forgive me when I screw up (again and again...and we all know, again). Faith, Hope and Love - it is what it is all about.
So, that's it. Bring it, 2013. I don't have a clue what is in store for me, but I'm pumped to see what happens.
I raise my glass to you, my village. Cheers!
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Whomp whomp...
This post will be about the good, the bad and the ugly.
Good (Because it is nice to start positively): I got an Ipad today! Quite possibly the coolest thing since sliced bread. I really do have the most ah-maz-ing boss, and am so thankful for everything he has done for me and my family this past year! It's been a good one.
Good: My mommy and daddy bought me the glass that goes in my cabinet doors for Christmas and they were installed Tuesday! It looks great, and I love such a thoughtful gift. It was a total oversight - I guess I just thought they "came" with glass and I never asked about it until way after we moved back home. Turns out, you have to like pick that stuff out and whatnot, and I had NO idea. Whoops! Being the cheap ass that I can be, I just never got around to shopping for it. Leave it to my mother to think of such a good gift! She's the best.
Bad: I think I have injured myself. ouch.
Bad: I don't wanna workout. I want to sleep.
Ugly: me, trying on pants I was PROMISED would fit from this online boutique. le sigh. This is why I order nothing online. waste.of.time.
Good (Ending strong, y'all!): My friends are all getting into town or are already here. I love the holidays. Tis the Season!!!!!
Good (Because it is nice to start positively): I got an Ipad today! Quite possibly the coolest thing since sliced bread. I really do have the most ah-maz-ing boss, and am so thankful for everything he has done for me and my family this past year! It's been a good one.
Good: My mommy and daddy bought me the glass that goes in my cabinet doors for Christmas and they were installed Tuesday! It looks great, and I love such a thoughtful gift. It was a total oversight - I guess I just thought they "came" with glass and I never asked about it until way after we moved back home. Turns out, you have to like pick that stuff out and whatnot, and I had NO idea. Whoops! Being the cheap ass that I can be, I just never got around to shopping for it. Leave it to my mother to think of such a good gift! She's the best.
Bad: I think I have injured myself. ouch.
Bad: I don't wanna workout. I want to sleep.
Ugly: me, trying on pants I was PROMISED would fit from this online boutique. le sigh. This is why I order nothing online. waste.of.time.
Good (Ending strong, y'all!): My friends are all getting into town or are already here. I love the holidays. Tis the Season!!!!!
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
The Mayans were WRONG and other ramblings...
12-12-12 - this is a pretty cool day! Almost as cool as 11-11-11, and 10-10-10! Facebook tells me I'll never see another day numbered like this, so I'm trying to enjoy it as much as possible.
I love the holidays because everyone has parties and I get to see all my super awesome friends. My friends can throw down like no other, and I think I still have the rum hangover to prove it. I love all the food, drinks, crazy conversations and the new friends that come out of these gatherings. Living the GF way has saved me on more than one occasion from eating stuff I shouldn't (which probably caused me to drink too much, but that is another story), giving me the first holiday season in awhile that I have yet to gain weight (fingers crossed). However, I did let EVERYONE in a 20 yard radius know that I WANTED to eat the cupcake and and how NOT FAIR it was that I couldn't. Misery loves company, duh. Luckily, I have some super stellar friends that rock, and they hooked me up with some tasty GF treats that were perfect! They also had cranberry rum and mixed with ginger ale, I may have found my new happy place/nemesis.
I'm sitting at 209 right now, and my hopes of breaking out of the 200s is slowly getting harder to attain before New Years Eve. Sure, I could crash diet and eat air and drink water, but that sounds super lame so I'll just keep at my turtle pace and hope I lose all of this weight before I'm 40. I'm about all out of pants that fit AGAIN, and yet I am having the hardest time purchasing more. I also keep going to the fatty section of m'store (Target) and throwing things into my cart that is about 2-3 sizes too big without even thinking about it. I had to go shop on the "other side" and checked the tag twice on the pants that I eventually bought because I wanted to make sure I didn't read it wrong. It's a weird mind game, and I can only imagine how weird it will be when I lose another 30. I'll be HS skinny and that thought alone blows.my.mind.
I guess that is it...oh wait...one more thing...
So, did I tell you about the time I almost did a 1/2 marathon with 4 days notice? No? Well, true story - that almost did happen. I then began to think about the fact that I haven't ever even WALKED 13.1 miles, so maybe trying to run/walk them wouldn't be the best of ideas. I had a dream that I ran the entire thing and woke up smiling...and from then on I have wanted that 13.1 sticker on my car. So, looks like I'm going to buckle down and train this old lady butt to run for over two hours straight. I woud like to do one in April or May, and I think that gives me enough time to properly train and prepare for the ridiculous amounts of running I'm about to do. I don't see myself being a marathoner, and Dr. Cindy advised against me doing one, anyway (whew - valid excuse, thank you!), but I want that damn sticker. Who is this person???
Monday, December 3, 2012
Denial...not just a river in Egypt
Early Evening Ramblings:
When am I ever going to learn that being GF isn't just a passing fad for me? I was making banana bread for the kids and decided to have a taste...or three...and almost instantly, I felt awful. It's weird - the symptoms are similar, but can vary by intensity. One of two things go down when I eat gluten. I either feel like I'm getting the flu - all achy, head pounding, almost immediate loss of appetite or I get "glutenized" and blow up like the Blueberry Girl on Willy Wonka. It also depends on what time of day it is, which I think is weird. If I slip up early morning, I can usually make it through with no real issues. If I eat something bad past say three or four p.m., it is game over. Tonight, I was hit with the flu-like symptoms off of three bites of freaking banana bread. I'm tired of trying to make sense of it all. It gives me tired head. I just need to get over it and quit testing it.
Whenever I get tired, cranky and think "what's the point" of this whole working out thing, I always get a message from someone random that inspires and motivates me to keep going. Really strange...so, thanks, Village, you totes have my back on this. :) You might have to push that back (and ass) into the gym a few more times a week, but I'm glad you are there.
I'm a terrible gift-giver. The pressure always gets to me and I always feel like it wasn't the right present, I didn't spend enough, etc. I always get super excited when I find what I feel like is the "perfect" present for someone...and then freak out when I start thinking about their reaction. Does anyone else do this? I want to be "that" person so bad, the one that always has the perfect gift. My friend Bethanye is so good at that. You can say a very, very offhanded comment that means NOTHING at the time and somehow she can take that comment, store it in her brain, and then remember it for Christmas. I account her not having children yet in having this ability. Children take that part of your brain away while you are pregnant, and you never get it back. EVER.
Speaking of children, my baby asked to go potty today and WENT! I'm pretty sure that means I need to get on the potty-training bandwagon. I'm positive I'm still recovering from post-traumatic stress potty training Sawyer, so I hope y'all will excuse my less-than-enthusiastic attitude towards this milestone. I still can't get over the fact that I slipped and fell into a puddle of pee and busted my knee while training Sawyer. And let's not forget the dinosaur turd/shit-splosion incident when I was on bed rest. I just am not sure I have in me quite yet.
I've watched Puss n Boots 139 times and yet, I've never seen the whole movie.
When am I ever going to learn that being GF isn't just a passing fad for me? I was making banana bread for the kids and decided to have a taste...or three...and almost instantly, I felt awful. It's weird - the symptoms are similar, but can vary by intensity. One of two things go down when I eat gluten. I either feel like I'm getting the flu - all achy, head pounding, almost immediate loss of appetite or I get "glutenized" and blow up like the Blueberry Girl on Willy Wonka. It also depends on what time of day it is, which I think is weird. If I slip up early morning, I can usually make it through with no real issues. If I eat something bad past say three or four p.m., it is game over. Tonight, I was hit with the flu-like symptoms off of three bites of freaking banana bread. I'm tired of trying to make sense of it all. It gives me tired head. I just need to get over it and quit testing it.
Whenever I get tired, cranky and think "what's the point" of this whole working out thing, I always get a message from someone random that inspires and motivates me to keep going. Really strange...so, thanks, Village, you totes have my back on this. :) You might have to push that back (and ass) into the gym a few more times a week, but I'm glad you are there.
I'm a terrible gift-giver. The pressure always gets to me and I always feel like it wasn't the right present, I didn't spend enough, etc. I always get super excited when I find what I feel like is the "perfect" present for someone...and then freak out when I start thinking about their reaction. Does anyone else do this? I want to be "that" person so bad, the one that always has the perfect gift. My friend Bethanye is so good at that. You can say a very, very offhanded comment that means NOTHING at the time and somehow she can take that comment, store it in her brain, and then remember it for Christmas. I account her not having children yet in having this ability. Children take that part of your brain away while you are pregnant, and you never get it back. EVER.
Speaking of children, my baby asked to go potty today and WENT! I'm pretty sure that means I need to get on the potty-training bandwagon. I'm positive I'm still recovering from post-traumatic stress potty training Sawyer, so I hope y'all will excuse my less-than-enthusiastic attitude towards this milestone. I still can't get over the fact that I slipped and fell into a puddle of pee and busted my knee while training Sawyer. And let's not forget the dinosaur turd/shit-splosion incident when I was on bed rest. I just am not sure I have in me quite yet.
I've watched Puss n Boots 139 times and yet, I've never seen the whole movie.
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