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Back in the Saddle Again!

I haven’t had much to blog about lately. Mainly because when I first started to write this blog, I wanted it to be about all the silly little tricks I use and what I tell myself to motivate myself to stay busy. But I haven’t had anything to say because I wasn’t very motivated. I’ve been floating through life lately, I haven’t been propelling myself, but I think that needs to change.

Also, I wasn’t ever going to be a good “mommy blogger!”

So what has motivated this sudden change back to blogging? I had time off from Dec 24th – Jan 5th and I decided that I needed to clean out my clothes closet and dresser drawers. I like to do organizational projects when I have significant down time. I’ve lived in three apartments/homes in the last 8 years and every time I move, my storage space gets smaller. I haven’t purged clothes in a LOOOONG time (let’s just say that I still had about 40% of the clothes I wore in high school).

1) I was motivated for the need for space! The clothes I wear all the time had nowhere to live.

As I was going through my clothes, purging them, I realized how few of them fit. In all fairness, some of them were originally tight, belly shirts or pleather shorts from high school – but other things should have fit and didn’t. (In the end, I donated about 80 pieces of clothes – I stopped counting at 63. I also threw away a bunch of old clothes – like over-worn bathing suits, again from high school – but I didn’t count those.)

My drawers and closet have so much more space! Now, I just wish I felt that way in my clothes.

2) I want to fit in my clothes again!

Trying on so many pieces of my own clothes really made me aware of how much I have gained since buying most of them.

I had a doctor’s appointment yesterday and I learned something sad. I gained 38 pounds when I was pregnant. I lost 32 of those pounds by her first birthday. Since June, I’ve gained 5 pounds!!!! That’s right, I lost most of the “baby weight” and then gained 5 pounds for no good reason! Ugh! Where are my running shoes?

I went to Planet Fitness yesterday as a guest of my coworker who is a member there. I liked it well enough, so I’m going to sign up this weekend.

And here is my plan: I need to go to the gym a few times a week during lunch (I’m directing a high school play so my wonderful man, T, is already on full-time parent duty 2-3 nights a week. I feel bad making him do every night so I can go to the gym. Especially because he’s just signed up for Daily Burn so that he can work out and be at home at the same time. I’m excited for him but I want a treadmill. Also, I would miss Baby Girl’s face too much if I was out 4-5 nights a week (plus working full-time).

Playing with hats at Target around Halloween

Playing with hats at Target around Halloween

Next, I need more lettuce in my life. I used to eat salads with almost every dinner as a kid. I almost never eat salad now! So that’s going to change!

And maybe less ice cream…

*Having just reread this, I realize I sound like I’m freaking out over 5 lbs, but I was a little heavier than desired before I got pregnant so this is actually about 20-25 lbs. I’m really just bumming because my weight is moving in the wrong direction. And I miss running!!!! I miss my lovely running trail that I moved away from and I’ve yet to find another good one. I think that might be some spring motivation.

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Baby Size or Diet Suggestion?

When I first found out I was pregnant, I was super excited to check out those baby size calculators online… Until I realized how BORING they are in the beginning!

Your baby is the size of:

  • a grain of rice
  • a peppercorn
  • a caper

Woo! Excitement!

So I stopped checking. Around Christmas, my absolutely adorable sister-in-law asked if I knew the size. And I didn’t and I felt a little bad for not knowing any of that type of stuff (I may have been a little detached in the beginning… or I was too busy planning puzzles to think about size)… so I started checking again. That first week I looked into it again, Booger was the size of a green pepper. Mmm… green pepper… The next week, Booger was the size of a mango… yummy… mango!

Seriously, all I wanted was a green pepper and a mango to eat! Which I vaguely feared made me a bad person (does it count as cannibalism?)… but mango is delicious! And then I started to notice a trend. These websites that talk about baby size never use any object besides food. Booger was never the size of a stapler, a golf ball, or a softball. However, Booger was the size of 3 limes one week and 4 oranges another. How am I supposed to configure them?! Oranges

Additionally, the food suggestions are always healthy! I was never carrying around a Twinkie, a cupcake, or a pie…

I’m on to you, baby websites! Clearly you are just trying to influence my eating!

(Um… it totally worked… but that’s besides the point!)

Thanksgiving Recap

After all my whining and complaining about how I don’t like Thanksgiving, it actually turned out to be not so bad. I may have also realized that I don’t hate Thanksgiving, I hate all of the stress and obligation associated with 2 Thanksgivings.

I have been blissfully in love with my wonderful boyfriend for over ten years, but we’ve only started “sharing” Thanksgiving in the last few years. We would spend (late) lunch with one family and then drive 2 hours to have dinner with the other family (total driving for the day: 5 hours). So lately, Thanksgiving feels rushed and stressful and gross.

Unfortunately for my boyfriend, he was super sick on Thanksgiving. He stayed home napping on the couch, and I only had to attend one meal this year! The one with my family where all of my favorite comfort foods would be! (His mother is a wonderful cook… but their family eats different things than mine on Thanksgiving… so it doesn’t have that cozy feeling that I associate with my mom’s cooking… and I’m sure my boyfriend feels the same way about the meal at my family’s house, and that’s ok.) It was really nice. No stress, no feeling late. I got to enjoy the whole meal. And for the first time in years, I got to enjoy a nap after the meal! Lovely!

Now I remember why people actually like this holiday!

I’m so thankful for so many things in life: my wonderful boyfriend, my family, my friends, my job, my health, and not getting pulled over when I sped past that cop on the highway on Thanksgiving! (oops!) My life is wonderful and I’m so happy with all the little blessings!

I hope you are able to feel the same with your life. Happy Thanksgiving!

This was NOT my Thanksgiving this year and I’m thankful for that!

Thanksgiving – Vegie Humor

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

This is the little centerpiece at my parents house (my father is also a vegetarian). I warn them every year: someday, I shall kidnap it… if I ever do my own Thanksgiving meal. However, whether on their table or mine, it always cheers me up!

Give thanks!

(and yes, I was super upset the year I noticed his little broken toe!)

Vegie Humor – Zombies

One more post before Thanksgiving to make fun of vegetarians and cheer myself up!

Enjoy!

Vegie Humor – Barbeque

In honor of Thanksgiving and to cheer myself up about it, as mentioned here, I’m posting silly humor about vegetarians! I hope it also makes you laugh.

How I often feel at barbeques:

Lesson on Levels of Vegetarians

So I mentioned yesterday that I’m a vegetarian and don’t generally love Thanksgiving. (Thanksgiving is actually my anniversary of being a vegetarian).  I thought I would give a quick lesson on vegetarianism because I feel like people ask me questions about it all the time.

Let me first say that I’m a vegetarian because I don’t like the taste and texture of meat. It doesn’t bother me at all that anyone else eats meat. I just wanted to say that I’m not writing this post to convert you to vegetarianism (ugh, I hate people like that, the more forceful they are, the more they make me want to eat chicken). My wonderful boyfriend eats meat, he has to cook it himself, but he really loves meat! And if you love meat, please continue to eat it. Biologically, we are built to eat meat – and if you love it – go for it! I just thought I would share some information that I have learned over my life about it.

Types:

My personal leanings: besides avoiding meat because I don’t like the favor and texture, I have been a vegetarian for over 20 years (since I was 9). I have never eaten a hamburger (my mother doesn’t make them). The first type of meat I gave up were hotdogs. I’ve only had one bite ever… that was enough! 🙂  Turkey was the last meat I ate, because I felt obligated to because of Thanksgiving. I am an “Ovo-Lacto Vegetarian” meaning that I eat eggs and dairy – this is the “standard vegetarian” if you will. (Note, sometimes the phrase is flipped as Lacto-Ovo). There are also plenty of people who drop one or the other (ovo or lacto) We do not eat seafood. See below.

Vegans, a more extreme version of vegetarian, do not eat the “ovo-lacto” part. They will not eat eggs or dairy. This limits a lot of baked goods for them as well as those often contain dairy. Vegans will not eat honey (it’s an animal product). Good vegans also won’t wear leather or other animal skins, furs, etc.

People who do not eat poultry or red meat, but do eat fish and other forms of seafood are known as pescetarians. I have found that the pescatarians I know call themselves vegetarians because no one knows what a pescetarian is… and no one knows it because they don’t use it, it’s a catch 22. This is personal opinion though. I have also found that most people who meet me, offer me fish when they find out I’m a vegetarian… but that doesn’t really work out. The worst place to take a vegetarian for dinner is a seafood restaurant, unlike most restaurants, seafood places have almost no vegetarian options because they think seafood works… ah well…

Reasons:

I have found that when it comes to being a vegetarian, everyone has their own very personal reasons (just like with people who go to church – you can’t lump everyone into one boat). Some common reasons are ethics towards the treatment of farm animals, disliking the taste and/or texture (like me) – or having a “grossed out” moment after eating bad/raw meat, meat is expensive, or an attempt to be healthy. (Note, if you’re thinking about becoming a vegetarian for health reasons, please keep in mind you have to eat healthy across the board… you can be a vegetarian and still only eat Smarties, Doritos, and Diet Coke… but it’s not actually healthy).

Tell the World!

I recently had a friend tell me that she had stopped eating meat but felt bad calling herself a vegetarian. She asked what I thought was an appropriate time line. I told her 6 months. If she hasn’t eaten meat in at least 6 months, I will totally accept her as a vegetarian, my best friend (also a vegetarian of about 20 years) agreed.

However, I do find it a little offensive when someone who ate a cheeseburger yesterday calls themselves a vegan today (a vegan lifestyle is very hard to maintain). It’s a little disrespectful to my lifestyle that they feel they can be a part of the club without paying any dues. It’s like hearing someone tell you that they are a gym bunny… after only going once. Come back to me in 6 months and tell me how many times you’ve used that gym membership since your New Year’s Resolution… I know that many people don’t see it as hurtful, but it often comes across as mocking my lifestyle if one thinks it’s so easy to emulate (personally, I find it easy… but again, that’s because I don’t love meat. I feel that if you love meat: eat it!) I’m not saying that someone shouldn’t try to be a vegetarian/vegan/pescetarian… just announce your new lifestyle slowly… when it’s actually a lifestyle and not just one lunch.

It also hurts my feelings when someone says that they were a vegetarian for years but ate meat on holidays  (like they had roast beef and filet mignon… that’s kinda major). That’s like telling the world you’re a non-smoker with a cigarette in your mouth…

Random:

Also, as a vegetarian, if I’m going to a party or staying at someone’s vacation home or whatever, I feel it’s my obligation to bring food that I like. I never get mad if someone cooks eggs for me in bacon fat. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not going to eat it, but I’m not going to get upset that they didn’t realize. I’ll eat a muffin that I bought at Dunkin’ Donuts the day before… I always travel with food, always. I always check an online menu before going to a new restaurant with friends. I always bring something I love to a pot luck in case that’s the only thing I’m eating. As a vegetarian, I know that I’m a dietary pain in the ass for the average world and therefore it’s my responsibility to feed myself – it’s no one else’s responsibility. If someone makes food that I love: bonus! But it’s certainly not a requirement.

I hope this doesn’t come across as too negative. I always try to come across as positive in this blog and I really am positive about both my own vegetarianism and anyone else’s dietary choices (eating meat or not – whatever, that’s your lifestyle choice!). I’ve just also seen and heard a lot of silly things from well-meaning people over the years.

So yeah, that’s a basic overview of vegetarianism… peppered with a bunch of my own life experiences and beliefs. Please let me know if you have any specific questions! I’d be happy to answer anything! Or if you’re a vegetarian and you think I missed something, please chime in!

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