Eh, I'm actually up a pound. 275. Oh well! I guess fluctuation...it will be better next week, I know it!
I'm having trouble with eating...lots of PBs. I am going to have to look into this further. It is very annoying, and I know it can't be good for me. I think I am chewing and eating slowly enough, but maybe not.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
The Omelette Queen Reigns Supreme
I am telling you--two years ago I could barely make a fried egg, let alone an omelette. The best I could do was scrambled eggs, and I won't lie--I can make seriously kick-butt scrambled eggs. Cheese and green onions added to eggs cooked so soft and tender (but not wet!!) they are clouds of poofy cheesy goodness.
Omelettes, though--well, the thought of them just intimidated the hell out of me.
I started practicing my omelette making skills (? for lack of a better word, LOL) a little over a year ago. Initially, it was an exercise in futility, because reading about how to make an omelette just doesn't work. I ended up watching several different videos on how to do it properly, and I began experimenting. All those eggs, burned cheese, dark brown edges (a big no-no), and missteps on fillings...they have paid off, finally. I've been able to make a pretty sweet omelette now for several months. I mean, it looks really good. I can flip it in the pan and everything, just like that wretched Julia Child (okay, I actually love her.). I'm sorry for the brag, but I can't help it. There are so few things I am actually GREAT at, that I just have to shout this one loud and proud. :-D Tonight, I made a 3-egg fluffy omelette filled with Virginia ham, broccoli, and gruyere. Matt and I split it. It was heavenly! Absolutely heavenly.
Went up to Lifetime tonight and did 30 minutes on the treadmill at a 6 incline and 3.0 mph. Not a lot, but I'm meeting my trainer Curtis at 10AM tomorrow and I know he is going to kick my ass so I took it easy. He wants me to register for the 90-day weight loss challenge. He is totally convinced we will win! LOL. Should be interesting...
Weigh in tomorrow! Yay!
Omelettes, though--well, the thought of them just intimidated the hell out of me.
I started practicing my omelette making skills (? for lack of a better word, LOL) a little over a year ago. Initially, it was an exercise in futility, because reading about how to make an omelette just doesn't work. I ended up watching several different videos on how to do it properly, and I began experimenting. All those eggs, burned cheese, dark brown edges (a big no-no), and missteps on fillings...they have paid off, finally. I've been able to make a pretty sweet omelette now for several months. I mean, it looks really good. I can flip it in the pan and everything, just like that wretched Julia Child (okay, I actually love her.). I'm sorry for the brag, but I can't help it. There are so few things I am actually GREAT at, that I just have to shout this one loud and proud. :-D Tonight, I made a 3-egg fluffy omelette filled with Virginia ham, broccoli, and gruyere. Matt and I split it. It was heavenly! Absolutely heavenly.
Went up to Lifetime tonight and did 30 minutes on the treadmill at a 6 incline and 3.0 mph. Not a lot, but I'm meeting my trainer Curtis at 10AM tomorrow and I know he is going to kick my ass so I took it easy. He wants me to register for the 90-day weight loss challenge. He is totally convinced we will win! LOL. Should be interesting...
Weigh in tomorrow! Yay!
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Homemade French Onion Soup, or: I'm Pretty Sure Salt is the Devil.
I get this brilliant idea to make French Onion Soup, thanks to Matt's "subtle" hint that the Campbell's in the pantry is not fit for human consumption ("it's got a bad aftertaste!", I believe, is what he said).
I bought beautiful, sweet, yellow onions, cooked them gently in a stick of butter over low heat, added spices and a bay leaf, cooked a looooong time, then added broth, wine, and....more salt.
Well, you know, it was damned delicious. Matt was enthralled with it, so I know it had to at least be decent. However, because he liked it, it also had to be loaded with sodium, because that's just how Matt is. If it's overdone in any way on sugar, fat, or salt, he's all over it like white on rice. I know some of you out there with husbands/SOs understand that one all too well.
Needless to say, I was up almost three pounds this morning, all of which is water. I could tell when I woke up and my fingers were puffy. I am off to the gym as soon as I drop Paige at Mother's Day Out. Hopefully 30 minutes on the treadmill will work this fluid out!!
(did I mention we're having leftovers tonight? *sigh* Oh well!)
I bought beautiful, sweet, yellow onions, cooked them gently in a stick of butter over low heat, added spices and a bay leaf, cooked a looooong time, then added broth, wine, and....more salt.
Well, you know, it was damned delicious. Matt was enthralled with it, so I know it had to at least be decent. However, because he liked it, it also had to be loaded with sodium, because that's just how Matt is. If it's overdone in any way on sugar, fat, or salt, he's all over it like white on rice. I know some of you out there with husbands/SOs understand that one all too well.
Needless to say, I was up almost three pounds this morning, all of which is water. I could tell when I woke up and my fingers were puffy. I am off to the gym as soon as I drop Paige at Mother's Day Out. Hopefully 30 minutes on the treadmill will work this fluid out!!
(did I mention we're having leftovers tonight? *sigh* Oh well!)
Monday, April 4, 2011
Learning What Restriction Really Means
I'm officially 18 pounds down since my surgery 6 weeks ago. I'm 274 now!
Tomorrow marks my first week after my first fill, and I've learned a few things I'd like to share.
#1: Just because you think you are ready to move on to solids...it doesn't mean you are.
#2: Chew, chew, chew. When you think you've chewed enough, chew some more.
#3: Your eyes are STILL bigger than your stomach (almost literally!).
#4: Throwing up food that either gets stuck or as a result of eating too much really, really, REALLY sucks.
So take it from me: the faster you realize this is an experiment on yourself, the better off you'll be. You are the guinea pig, but you are also the scientist. Your body will tell you when enough is enough, but I can't stress enough that IT TAKES TIME for your STOMACH to tell YOUR BRAIN this information. You will be oh-so-sorry if you allow your eyes to dictate how much goes in your mouth. Your eyes DO NOT COMMUNICATE with your brain in any way other than "HOLY COW THAT STEAK LOOKS GREAT!" Give your tummy time to absorb what's coming and tell your brain. If you don't...you will be sorry! Trust me! :-)
Off topic: Matt and I have been doing some geneaology investigations through Ancestry.com. I cannot tell you how much joy (and some frustration LOL) this has brought us. We both have been able to get back quite far; Matt has roots as a billionth (ha) grand nephew to William the Conqueror, and I have roots back to a man that fought with him, from Normandy. I also found out that I am a descendant to two (so far) direct relations that fought in the Revolutionary War. I am trying to validate information given to me by my Grandmother that we are somehow related, distantly, to President James Buchanan. There have been some surprises and disappointments along the way: I found out on my Dad's side, his grandmother was Irish Catholic, but the Scotch that gave me my surname of Gregory, that brought about such family pride and identity, is nowhere to be found. I've hit a dead end with Charles Gregory, who was my Dad's grandfather. It's been quite an adventure, needless to say. Well, a few months ago, Matt and I took the girls to the Boat and RV show here in San Antonio. We went to look for a pontoon boat, but ended up falling in love with a Sprint trailer made by Keystone, it's a 35 foot with three slides and a "bunkhouse" for the girls. It was a great price, and we were very tempted, but we have one problem: we have to have a truck or larger SUV than what we have to pull it. Since we just bought the minivan last year, we will have to wait for another two years before we can do it, however (and you're wondering how this all ties to genealogy, probably) we both agreed that it would be WONDERFUL to take a geneaology trip once we get it. We'd go to as many places as we can in a 3 week time span. When I brought it up, Matt said, "I was TOTALLY thinking that!"
How fun would that be?
Tomorrow marks my first week after my first fill, and I've learned a few things I'd like to share.
#1: Just because you think you are ready to move on to solids...it doesn't mean you are.
#2: Chew, chew, chew. When you think you've chewed enough, chew some more.
#3: Your eyes are STILL bigger than your stomach (almost literally!).
#4: Throwing up food that either gets stuck or as a result of eating too much really, really, REALLY sucks.
So take it from me: the faster you realize this is an experiment on yourself, the better off you'll be. You are the guinea pig, but you are also the scientist. Your body will tell you when enough is enough, but I can't stress enough that IT TAKES TIME for your STOMACH to tell YOUR BRAIN this information. You will be oh-so-sorry if you allow your eyes to dictate how much goes in your mouth. Your eyes DO NOT COMMUNICATE with your brain in any way other than "HOLY COW THAT STEAK LOOKS GREAT!" Give your tummy time to absorb what's coming and tell your brain. If you don't...you will be sorry! Trust me! :-)
Off topic: Matt and I have been doing some geneaology investigations through Ancestry.com. I cannot tell you how much joy (and some frustration LOL) this has brought us. We both have been able to get back quite far; Matt has roots as a billionth (ha) grand nephew to William the Conqueror, and I have roots back to a man that fought with him, from Normandy. I also found out that I am a descendant to two (so far) direct relations that fought in the Revolutionary War. I am trying to validate information given to me by my Grandmother that we are somehow related, distantly, to President James Buchanan. There have been some surprises and disappointments along the way: I found out on my Dad's side, his grandmother was Irish Catholic, but the Scotch that gave me my surname of Gregory, that brought about such family pride and identity, is nowhere to be found. I've hit a dead end with Charles Gregory, who was my Dad's grandfather. It's been quite an adventure, needless to say. Well, a few months ago, Matt and I took the girls to the Boat and RV show here in San Antonio. We went to look for a pontoon boat, but ended up falling in love with a Sprint trailer made by Keystone, it's a 35 foot with three slides and a "bunkhouse" for the girls. It was a great price, and we were very tempted, but we have one problem: we have to have a truck or larger SUV than what we have to pull it. Since we just bought the minivan last year, we will have to wait for another two years before we can do it, however (and you're wondering how this all ties to genealogy, probably) we both agreed that it would be WONDERFUL to take a geneaology trip once we get it. We'd go to as many places as we can in a 3 week time span. When I brought it up, Matt said, "I was TOTALLY thinking that!"
How fun would that be?
Friday, April 1, 2011
Oops!
I am sorry about the blog comment problems! I changed the diet blog design to this funky pink one until I find something better. :-D
Down 16 lbs...and my 4X shirts are TOO BIG!
Wow, what a difference 16 pounds makes. I'm in 3X Hanes Just My Size t-shirts. The 4X are entirely too big. That's awesome!
Hoping to lose 10 more pounds by the end of the month. We'll see!!
Hoping to lose 10 more pounds by the end of the month. We'll see!!
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