on Wally-world. Well, not technically, I just gave them the stink eye and reminded them of their latest advertising campaign, "Match it..Match it..match it." I went to Atl Saturday, fully intending to shop at Hy-Vee so I could use their buy 10 get 5 free Powerade coupon. Drew called as we were in Brayton needing extra socks, so, change of plans, Wal-Mart it is. I remembered that they honor other stores coupons and price match. So I picked up my 15 32 oz bottles of Powerade Zero and the rest of the things I needed and proceeded to the check out, where I was told they didn't honor BOGO coupons...hmmm I said, "No where on your ads does it say that and in all honesty, if it weren't for these $3.50 socks here I would be purchasing all of these goods at Hy-Vee." So, she called the manager who said he "wanted to make me happy" (Sorry dude, unless you magically convert me into a size 5 while simultaneously changing yourself into Jon Bon Jovi, I will not be "happy" while in a Wal-Mart) He did make me content however, by offering me 10 powerades at half price or 39 cents each...bonus. Well the Wal-mart checker, being the rocket scientist they normally are misunderstood and gave me all 15 of them at half price. That's 15-32 oz bottles of Powerade for $5.85 :) Boo-ya....
That was about as productive as it got for me over the weekend. Busy. Lots of stuff going on, but found plenty of time to relax and enjoy, as well. Diet wise, we did ok...drank too much, but such is life. Weighed in this morning as three day weekends always screw up my time table. Tomorrow will be Tuesday all day, guaranteed..anywho, down another 2 pounds...we will take it.
Today's goal--more water, flush the system out...
Today's reason for losing weight--Its still the skinny jeans hanging on my wall mocking me. I want them to stop mocking and start fitting...
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
A pile of
randomness...I feel the need to purge (thoughts that is)
I can't help but be mildly entertained when listening to KISS 107.5 and the "Christian" station starts fuzzing in and out... "Sex in the air I don't care I love the smell of Jesus loves me this I know..." how can that not make you laugh out loud?
Speaking of that song, rarely do I turn the channel when I have the kids with me, if a song that they "shouldn't" listen to comes on, but this one I do...it kind of creeps me out and makes me want to take a shower after listening to it.
I can say that I never once watched a second of this season's "American Idol", "Biggest Loser" or "Dancing with the Stars." And I feel somewhat smarter because of it...(not to put down anyone who does watch these three shows, I just had zero interest in any of them)
Jicama intrigues me..evidently it intrigues spell check, as well, as it keeps wanting me to change it to Jamaica....
I heard that a guy in Florida got pulled over and eventually busted for drug possession. They found the stuff up his ass...he claimed it wasn't his..."I'm sorry ociffer, someone must have shoved this bag of coke up my ass without my noticing." (Thud...) BUT in all honestly, it makes me wonder if the drug dog truly detected the drugs or if he was just being a typical dog and sniffing ass?
Speaking of dogs, I do like dogs, I am a dog person, however, I draw the line at letting something that eats its own shit lick my face...
I understand that around these parts "extreme" couponing, to the extent that is shown on TV is not possible because we don't have stores that have "store cards" and those that allow double coupons. I get that, fine, whatever, I see no need to coupon to that extreme. What I don't understand about the whole process is-- what in the FUCK does a person do with 178 bottles of laundry soap? I commend those that purchase these ridiculous amounts of products and then donate them to charity and I'm all about doing what you can to save money. But there was a chick on there last night that would have to eat Hamburger Helper everyday for 2 years in order to eat it all before its expiration date. Now, I don't know about you, but I like a little variety. Also, have you noticed that the majority of the people on this show are overweight? Hmmm processed food much???? I guess I don't buy stuff just because I have a coupon for it, or because its on sale..I buy the shit I need, if its on sale, or if I remember that I have a coupon for it, then bonus...
I cannot say the word coupon without saying it in Ron White fashion... "Koo-pin"
Last night, decent night, had a burger wrapped in lettuce leaves with a side salad and some cauliflower..made the crunch bar/brownie cookies, they were good (ate the other two already today)...
Tonight's meal will be dash and dine, not sure what I will have, as I have to drive to my mom's to get Jaci, ,bring her to dance, where I plan to walk, drive back to my mom's to pick up Drew and drop jaci off, as Drew has a cattle show this weekend and is working diligently to get the calves ready and won't be done in time to leave with the rest of us prior to dance..AND he has driver's ed at 7 bells tomorrow morning, so Jaci is staying over at grandma's to avoid the 6 a.m. wake up call...eeshhh when does school start again?
goal of exercise last night= epic fail---such is life
Goal tonight--sensible dine and dash, or perhaps have that 5th meal at 6 ish and have my L&G around 8...
Today's reason for losing weight---more energy (yeah, not really exciting or prolific, but I do appreciate the extra energy being on plan and being smaller provides)
I can't help but be mildly entertained when listening to KISS 107.5 and the "Christian" station starts fuzzing in and out... "Sex in the air I don't care I love the smell of Jesus loves me this I know..." how can that not make you laugh out loud?
Speaking of that song, rarely do I turn the channel when I have the kids with me, if a song that they "shouldn't" listen to comes on, but this one I do...it kind of creeps me out and makes me want to take a shower after listening to it.
I can say that I never once watched a second of this season's "American Idol", "Biggest Loser" or "Dancing with the Stars." And I feel somewhat smarter because of it...(not to put down anyone who does watch these three shows, I just had zero interest in any of them)
Jicama intrigues me..evidently it intrigues spell check, as well, as it keeps wanting me to change it to Jamaica....
I heard that a guy in Florida got pulled over and eventually busted for drug possession. They found the stuff up his ass...he claimed it wasn't his..."I'm sorry ociffer, someone must have shoved this bag of coke up my ass without my noticing." (Thud...) BUT in all honestly, it makes me wonder if the drug dog truly detected the drugs or if he was just being a typical dog and sniffing ass?
Speaking of dogs, I do like dogs, I am a dog person, however, I draw the line at letting something that eats its own shit lick my face...
I understand that around these parts "extreme" couponing, to the extent that is shown on TV is not possible because we don't have stores that have "store cards" and those that allow double coupons. I get that, fine, whatever, I see no need to coupon to that extreme. What I don't understand about the whole process is-- what in the FUCK does a person do with 178 bottles of laundry soap? I commend those that purchase these ridiculous amounts of products and then donate them to charity and I'm all about doing what you can to save money. But there was a chick on there last night that would have to eat Hamburger Helper everyday for 2 years in order to eat it all before its expiration date. Now, I don't know about you, but I like a little variety. Also, have you noticed that the majority of the people on this show are overweight? Hmmm processed food much???? I guess I don't buy stuff just because I have a coupon for it, or because its on sale..I buy the shit I need, if its on sale, or if I remember that I have a coupon for it, then bonus...
I cannot say the word coupon without saying it in Ron White fashion... "Koo-pin"
Last night, decent night, had a burger wrapped in lettuce leaves with a side salad and some cauliflower..made the crunch bar/brownie cookies, they were good (ate the other two already today)...
Tonight's meal will be dash and dine, not sure what I will have, as I have to drive to my mom's to get Jaci, ,bring her to dance, where I plan to walk, drive back to my mom's to pick up Drew and drop jaci off, as Drew has a cattle show this weekend and is working diligently to get the calves ready and won't be done in time to leave with the rest of us prior to dance..AND he has driver's ed at 7 bells tomorrow morning, so Jaci is staying over at grandma's to avoid the 6 a.m. wake up call...eeshhh when does school start again?
goal of exercise last night= epic fail---such is life
Goal tonight--sensible dine and dash, or perhaps have that 5th meal at 6 ish and have my L&G around 8...
Today's reason for losing weight---more energy (yeah, not really exciting or prolific, but I do appreciate the extra energy being on plan and being smaller provides)
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
swai
is my new discovery...don't ask me how to pronounce it, or where specifically it comes from. I just know that it is a nice, cheap, meaty, very mild fish. Food Pride (er Audubon Foods, sorry) has it for like 89 cents a package right now. Two packages equals one serving. I wrapped mine in foil sprinkled it with dill and squeezed a little lemon juice on it and threw it on the grill (frozen mind you) grilled that puppy for 20 minutes. It was good. Not fishy AT ALL. Which is how I like my fish. Funny, I know, but I know a lot of people who don't want their fish to taste "fishy" which means they don't want to eat anything that tastes like pond water. It sort of reminds me of the people that say, 'It tastes just like chicken.' If I hear that, then I say, "Then I will just order the chicken" because anything that "tastes just like chicken" is meant to be worn, not eaten... (alligator, snake, etc.)
I added some grilled asparagus to my plate along with the rest of my kale baked into kale chips...yummm.
I made my goal of not having any bites last night..whoo hoo, small steps, kids, small steps...
I didn't get a walk in last night, but I did do some gardening and weed pulling, my pig shit infused garden is very happy, my thumb just might turn green yet!
Today's reason for losing weight: getting a new sparkly belt
Today's goal: exercise of some sort, even if I can't get outside to do it.
I added some grilled asparagus to my plate along with the rest of my kale baked into kale chips...yummm.
I made my goal of not having any bites last night..whoo hoo, small steps, kids, small steps...
I didn't get a walk in last night, but I did do some gardening and weed pulling, my pig shit infused garden is very happy, my thumb just might turn green yet!
Today's reason for losing weight: getting a new sparkly belt
Today's goal: exercise of some sort, even if I can't get outside to do it.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Really? Really?
Seriously...some people just need kicked in the teeth, repeatedly....and often...like hourly. I mean the audacity people have nowadays is just astounding. It makes me wonder how some people sleep at night. Anyway, enough about that....pointless people will not fuck up my day, so there!
Anywho...even being on plan it really is amazing how difficult it is to avoid a bite this time around. When I first started on plan, I didn't really allow a bite here or a bite there. I would make potato salad, or something like that, for the family and the would just have to be happy with how it tasted. This time around, I'm finding myself lacking the resolve to not take that "taste". I think until you are on this plan, you can't grasp that concept. I know I have heard from NP's (non-plan peeps) that, "oh it's just a bite." And while that may be true, those "bites" all add up and can throw you out of fat burn in a heart beat because no body just has ONE bite. It's a bit of this and a taste of that and a bite of whatever that is, because just one bite won't hurt. Well in the grand scheme of things, yes, one bite won't kill me, BUT it will seriously extend the time it takes to drop these last 20 pounds.
I made potato salad the other night and didn't hesitate to taste it because I have not been diligent this time around. What I've realized I should have done is swished the potato salad around in my mouth then spit it out into the garbage! Yes, that might officially turn me into a whack job, but the point of the matter is, sometimes there really is a terrible struggle in avoiding "just one bite."
So my goal this week, no bites...no tastes. If I'm not going to give up my beer, then I must give up my bites. Plain and simple.
Reason for losing weight--my tire returned and this time its a tractor tire. The weight I gained back, all went directly to my stomach. It's hideous. I feel like a blob....bleh...
BTW- 2 miles walked last night...the way the weather is looking, its not looking too promising for a walk this evening. Rat bastards....
Anywho...even being on plan it really is amazing how difficult it is to avoid a bite this time around. When I first started on plan, I didn't really allow a bite here or a bite there. I would make potato salad, or something like that, for the family and the would just have to be happy with how it tasted. This time around, I'm finding myself lacking the resolve to not take that "taste". I think until you are on this plan, you can't grasp that concept. I know I have heard from NP's (non-plan peeps) that, "oh it's just a bite." And while that may be true, those "bites" all add up and can throw you out of fat burn in a heart beat because no body just has ONE bite. It's a bit of this and a taste of that and a bite of whatever that is, because just one bite won't hurt. Well in the grand scheme of things, yes, one bite won't kill me, BUT it will seriously extend the time it takes to drop these last 20 pounds.
I made potato salad the other night and didn't hesitate to taste it because I have not been diligent this time around. What I've realized I should have done is swished the potato salad around in my mouth then spit it out into the garbage! Yes, that might officially turn me into a whack job, but the point of the matter is, sometimes there really is a terrible struggle in avoiding "just one bite."
So my goal this week, no bites...no tastes. If I'm not going to give up my beer, then I must give up my bites. Plain and simple.
Reason for losing weight--my tire returned and this time its a tractor tire. The weight I gained back, all went directly to my stomach. It's hideous. I feel like a blob....bleh...
BTW- 2 miles walked last night...the way the weather is looking, its not looking too promising for a walk this evening. Rat bastards....
Monday, May 23, 2011
Just a quickie
...sorry kids, not long to chat, weigh in this week was only down a pound, BUT I totally deserved the one pound loss as I I had excess drinking due to excess stress....yeah, yeah, yeah, blowing that whole optimal health thing to shit, I KNOW but you know what, i am not giving up my booze and if that makes me sound like a need a 12 step program, so be it. I just tend to make wiser booze decisions (i.e. Select 55, Ultra, one glass of wine versus and entire bottle) when I'm not stressed out. When I am stressed and pissy, I tend to drink whatever's around :) and I'm positive the steak I ate was a bigger lean portion than required, but I avoided the garlic mashed with white gravy, so suck it Trebeck....
Kale chips were a victory..while yes they were not like eating a potato chip, they did satisfy that crispy munchie thing that is needed. And they were super simple.. spray a baking sheet with PAM, tear up desired amount of kale, sprinkle with seasoning..I'm a garlic freak, so garlic powder it was. Bake at like 425-450 for seriously 3-4 minutes...that's it. i spritzed the with some ranch dressing spritz and really enjoyed them. Kale has sort of a spinachy/lettuce type taste..it was a nice afternoon snack.
Three mile walk last Thursday while Jaci was at dance...felt good. Walking tonight as Jaci starts t-ball...and so the summer fun begins!
Kale chips were a victory..while yes they were not like eating a potato chip, they did satisfy that crispy munchie thing that is needed. And they were super simple.. spray a baking sheet with PAM, tear up desired amount of kale, sprinkle with seasoning..I'm a garlic freak, so garlic powder it was. Bake at like 425-450 for seriously 3-4 minutes...that's it. i spritzed the with some ranch dressing spritz and really enjoyed them. Kale has sort of a spinachy/lettuce type taste..it was a nice afternoon snack.
Three mile walk last Thursday while Jaci was at dance...felt good. Walking tonight as Jaci starts t-ball...and so the summer fun begins!
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Oh my gravy!
(Yes, Cord, I'm stealing that for this post) I think I'm in love with PB2. I may start sprinkling that shit on everything. (I will have to check with Coach K on how much of this powdery peanutty goodness one is allowed.) Thank God I don't have an entire jar of it. I only have a plastic baggie of it. (I'm looking like a junkie..my little plastic bag full of powdered peanut butter that I may start snorting. Be careful if you see me rolling up a $20.) I think I could get in trouble with it, so I may have to give my jar to Coach and have her ration it out to me in little baggies. She can be my peanut butter crack dealer. :)
I made the Peanut butter cup and just had one for snack with my morning coffee. OMFG. I seriously am in love...not just like, not just infatuation, not just a crush. I seriously fucking love it. PB2 about a tablespoon of it, mixed with water to make it a creamy past in the bottom of a little container, one packet of hot chocolate mixed with 3 T of water spread it over the Pb mixture and freeze for an hour. I pulled mine out of the freezer when the chocolate was still kind of soft, almost a thick pudding like consistency. I seriously licked the freaking bowl. SOOOO good. Now I'm cursing that I didn't order hot cocoa. I'm going to try it with chocolate pudding and see if it works.
We had a super support meeting last night. Kind of like a stitch and bitch, without sewing. Its nice to be able to talk with others who are on the plan, whether struggling with it, or kicking its ass like Lora is. It's nice to know there are other people in the boat to share with. The what works, what doesn't. How you feel, the why's...what your starting weight actually was, that sort of thing. (It was kind of a mini victory for me. Before last night, Coach was the only one who knew my starting weight. My husband doesn't even know this number. Now there are three others who do...you can now consider yourselves in the inner circle.) I told them what my starting weight was and what I had lost and they could do the math...It was a nice little motivator, ass kick type of event. I need that, a lot. In fact, we all do. We told Coach she needed to start harassing us, literally. Like at random times during the day a text saying, "Hey Fat Sajack (thank you HM) step away from the pizza and go heat up your soup," would be helpful.
I'm having a growly moment...its one of those "Are you fucking kidding me?" type of things. I'm trying not to let it bother me, or get me down, but the situation is seriously starting to annoy the piss out of me. I realize that not everyone's priorities are on the same page, but the extreme selfishness and disregard for other people's feelings/people in general, that I have witnessed in the last 24 hours blows my fucking mind. For the sake of keeping the peace and not breaking any kneecaps, I'm going to try and just let it go. I just hope someday I don't let a Jeremiah Weed induced rampage loose because it could get ugly. And in the words of Forrest, "That's all I have to say about that."
I'm thinking its going to be a cauliflower pizza night. I saw the recipe on line as I was searching for the tater tot recipe to share and it just sounds good. I'll make it a spinach and chicken alfredo one, as I have spinach that needs eaten. (Which could be another reason for the morning's growliness....Bag of spinach lying on top shelf of fridge. Open carton of heavy cream (used for a recipe--why the remainder of it wasn't thrown away, is beyond me, so don't ask) spills in fridge. No one notices or bothers to clean it up. Mom opens fridge this morning to find several funky colored drips of God knows what down the front of every shelf--upon investigation, spilled cream container is found-- bag of spinach is covered in half frozen cream, so I had to transfer the spinach to a rubbermaid container....I also did not have time to properly clean the fridge, so I tossed the majority of the cream covered shit and took the offensive shelf out and put it in the sink. Needless to say, I will have a lovely treat when I get home.)
Ahhhh the joys of being a grown up..
I made the Peanut butter cup and just had one for snack with my morning coffee. OMFG. I seriously am in love...not just like, not just infatuation, not just a crush. I seriously fucking love it. PB2 about a tablespoon of it, mixed with water to make it a creamy past in the bottom of a little container, one packet of hot chocolate mixed with 3 T of water spread it over the Pb mixture and freeze for an hour. I pulled mine out of the freezer when the chocolate was still kind of soft, almost a thick pudding like consistency. I seriously licked the freaking bowl. SOOOO good. Now I'm cursing that I didn't order hot cocoa. I'm going to try it with chocolate pudding and see if it works.
We had a super support meeting last night. Kind of like a stitch and bitch, without sewing. Its nice to be able to talk with others who are on the plan, whether struggling with it, or kicking its ass like Lora is. It's nice to know there are other people in the boat to share with. The what works, what doesn't. How you feel, the why's...what your starting weight actually was, that sort of thing. (It was kind of a mini victory for me. Before last night, Coach was the only one who knew my starting weight. My husband doesn't even know this number. Now there are three others who do...you can now consider yourselves in the inner circle.) I told them what my starting weight was and what I had lost and they could do the math...It was a nice little motivator, ass kick type of event. I need that, a lot. In fact, we all do. We told Coach she needed to start harassing us, literally. Like at random times during the day a text saying, "Hey Fat Sajack (thank you HM) step away from the pizza and go heat up your soup," would be helpful.
I'm having a growly moment...its one of those "Are you fucking kidding me?" type of things. I'm trying not to let it bother me, or get me down, but the situation is seriously starting to annoy the piss out of me. I realize that not everyone's priorities are on the same page, but the extreme selfishness and disregard for other people's feelings/people in general, that I have witnessed in the last 24 hours blows my fucking mind. For the sake of keeping the peace and not breaking any kneecaps, I'm going to try and just let it go. I just hope someday I don't let a Jeremiah Weed induced rampage loose because it could get ugly. And in the words of Forrest, "That's all I have to say about that."
I'm thinking its going to be a cauliflower pizza night. I saw the recipe on line as I was searching for the tater tot recipe to share and it just sounds good. I'll make it a spinach and chicken alfredo one, as I have spinach that needs eaten. (Which could be another reason for the morning's growliness....Bag of spinach lying on top shelf of fridge. Open carton of heavy cream (used for a recipe--why the remainder of it wasn't thrown away, is beyond me, so don't ask) spills in fridge. No one notices or bothers to clean it up. Mom opens fridge this morning to find several funky colored drips of God knows what down the front of every shelf--upon investigation, spilled cream container is found-- bag of spinach is covered in half frozen cream, so I had to transfer the spinach to a rubbermaid container....I also did not have time to properly clean the fridge, so I tossed the majority of the cream covered shit and took the offensive shelf out and put it in the sink. Needless to say, I will have a lovely treat when I get home.)
Ahhhh the joys of being a grown up..
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Hey lookie here
It's a blog and what I think I am supposed to do is write on it?? It's funny, every time I open my blog it brings up my "dashboard" for managing my blog and it says I only have one blog. I always think, FFS people, I have enough trouble managing one blog and writing one blog, I could not imagine thinking oh enough shit to write on two or more of them!
This pos is going to be full of randomness because frankly, weight loss efforts are boring to me right now. Week two down two pounds, blah, blah, blah..I have tried no new recipes, although I did buy kale and am looking forward to making kale chips, I'll let ya know how that goes... (I'm not seeing how leafy green shit baked in the over will translate into chippy goodness...we shall see.
Saturday night, first time for everything, I was the DD, stayed stone cold sober the entire night....don't get used to it people, it won't happen often...
Sunday, I went to commencement where the crotchety old bitchy lady came out. (Seriously, I felt like a younger, slimmer Kenny with a vagina) "Excuse me little punk in the band/choir...you're wearing ripped up jeans, a t-shirt and flip flops?' What the fuck happened to formals? Or at the very least dress clothes? To me, this is a reflection on the teachers, too. I don't care if you had to sit half of the goddamned choir in the chorus room, if one of my students showed up dressed in torn jeans and flip flops, they would not have sung and they would not have passed the assignment. Have some pride and self respect. I can hear the argument now. "Not all the kids have formals or can afford one." When I was a freshman I didn't have one either and wasn't going to go buy one. It's called borrowing. I had a neighbor who had a daughter who was a few years older than I. She had a formal. I wore it for 2 hours and gave it back to her. End of story. There were some kids dressed up, but the majority of them looked like shit.
Whew...that wore me out I might have to be done for the day....peace out peeps.
This pos is going to be full of randomness because frankly, weight loss efforts are boring to me right now. Week two down two pounds, blah, blah, blah..I have tried no new recipes, although I did buy kale and am looking forward to making kale chips, I'll let ya know how that goes... (I'm not seeing how leafy green shit baked in the over will translate into chippy goodness...we shall see.
Saturday night, first time for everything, I was the DD, stayed stone cold sober the entire night....don't get used to it people, it won't happen often...
Sunday, I went to commencement where the crotchety old bitchy lady came out. (Seriously, I felt like a younger, slimmer Kenny with a vagina) "Excuse me little punk in the band/choir...you're wearing ripped up jeans, a t-shirt and flip flops?' What the fuck happened to formals? Or at the very least dress clothes? To me, this is a reflection on the teachers, too. I don't care if you had to sit half of the goddamned choir in the chorus room, if one of my students showed up dressed in torn jeans and flip flops, they would not have sung and they would not have passed the assignment. Have some pride and self respect. I can hear the argument now. "Not all the kids have formals or can afford one." When I was a freshman I didn't have one either and wasn't going to go buy one. It's called borrowing. I had a neighbor who had a daughter who was a few years older than I. She had a formal. I wore it for 2 hours and gave it back to her. End of story. There were some kids dressed up, but the majority of them looked like shit.
Whew...that wore me out I might have to be done for the day....peace out peeps.
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