Step Away From the Cake

I love that song in my previous post. The video is pretty good too. I never heard of Michael Franti until this song but he's pretty good. I'll have to put some of his stuff on my iPod...... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I absolutely hate these stupid comments I'm getting lately. The spammers have apparently stopped using automated systems because they can't get through the captcha. So now they seem to pay real people to leave stupid comments. I am really tired of it and considering turning comments off completely. You can tell these people have scripts that they copy because I got a comment saying that once I have the baby I'll have more energy. Huh?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? Clearly that person doesn't read my blog at all... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For the last couple of weeks I've felt terribly bloated. My stomach has felt huge and my pants are getting ha

So I've been really careful for the past few days about the words I use when I talk to myself (and yes, I talk to myself!!). I've been telling myself that I want to get up and go for a run in the morning because it makes me feel better and I have an easier time with the kids. It works every time. I love it. I've also been working on the food things. I tell myself I don't like really sweet stuff and I just don't want some things. It's really working pretty well. I have to be very vigilant because it's easy to fall back into the I should mode..... there lies failure for sure. Too bad this method doesn't work as a wrinkle remover . I would love to thing myself younger looking :)

Seriously.  Me....... I'm cooking.  I came across a website that had some good recipes that appeared to be simple.  The website is the board for the preservation of healthy Italian eating.....whatever, click here and you'll go there. They are offering a free ebook with some really healthy recipes and great meal ideas.   Today is a holiday and I'm looking for some good lunches.  My lunch has to be easy to eat, so sandwiches work great.  The thing is unless I make a big ole Subway type sandwich, just a sandwich is not enough.  Plus, I really like soup and sandwich.  Hot soup fills you up for little calories.  But canned soup is expensive and full of sodium which I don't like.  So using some recipes from that website I decided to cook up some things today to have for lunch the rest of the week. This is a butternut soup I made. Yuck!!! But Hubby loves it so that's good. This is what I did with the rest of the squash and this is delicious!!! And this is a

I 'm trying to break my thinking from the mold of "should", I should workout, I should eat healthy, I should, I should, I should,..... I'm trying to get into the frame of mind where I do things because I want to. For example, yesterday I didn't want to run, I wanted to walk my dogs. So I did. For 2 1/2 hours. Hello!! See, when I'm doing something I want to do I do it. That is much better then forcing myself into a 30 minute run. This morning I feel like running so that's what I'm going to do. I've been trying to do the same thing with the eating. Instead of beating myself up over what I should be eating, I'm focusing on what I want to eat. My menu yesterday looked like this: Coffee Hot Dog Sushi Popcorn Short Ribs Ginormus salad Small piece of cake Both last night and the night before over half of my dinner plate was taken up with green salad. I love salads but when I feel like I have to eat it I don't want to. I

Yesterday afternoon we went to a pub for lunch. We weren't planning on it but that's the way things worked out. As I was sitting in the pub, drinking a beer, with my new found freedoms from yesterdays revelations I was watching the people at the bar. There was this one woman who was fairly young, sipping a beer and chatting with the other folks at the bar. Clearly she was a regular because everyone knew her. As I watched her I flashed on my younger days. Back then, when I thought I had a weight problem but didn't, I didn't think a lot about food. I didn't. I didn't constantly obsess about it; when is my next meal, what am I going to eat, how long until I eat. None of that stuff would enter my head. I would get up in the morning, grab something- usually toast and peanut butter - and head out to work. After working for a few hours I would go grab some lunch. Then go home at night and throw some dinner together. Before that when I was still single, we