Tuesday, August 24, 2010
OK, so the family is having chicken tenders tonight at dinner. I decided to be good and make myself a boneless, skinless, chicken breast. I just finished thawing it, threw it in the baking dish and went to put the vinaigrette on it that I use to marinate it in. Guess what!? No vinaigrette. So now I have no idea what to do. Any suggestions? We have limited spices and things of that nature here. Any ideas from basic kitchen foods how to make it a little less boring? Obviously I can just bake it as is...but what fun is that?
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Hi everyone...I hope you are all having a terrific Tuesday!!
My mom is about a half hour from my house, yippee!! We live about 4 hours apart, so our visits aren't as often as we'd like. Regardless, she is about to arrive and will be here until Saturday, so I might look like I've disappeared this week. Don't worry about me, I have not fallen off the wagon and started binge eating, I am just visiting with mom! I got my mom to join this site not long after I did, but she has had some struggles, so I hope to help her get on the right track this week and take it back home with her.
I hope all of you have a wonderful week! I will be on here some, just not as much as normal.
to all my s!!!
Friday, August 06, 2010
The pool party last night at our apartment complex was such a blast! My husband teases me sometimes because I say hi to everyone and spark up conversations at times. My daughter is the same way as me, and I swear she knows more people in the complex than I do! We have lived here for 2 1/2 years now, so we have gotten to know a few people, mostly by way of my chatty mouth! Anyway, last night we started out hanging with just our neighbors from downstairs (the fire people as we now call them!). We have really gotten to know them over the past 6 months and hang out at the pool sometimes and in their backyard. On a sad note, since the fire, the apartments corporate office has said they have to move out when their lease is up at the end of September. I'm saddened by this. Yes, the fire was very scary, but we all make mistakes in life. But now they are considered high risk and have to go. Honestly, this is the first "couple" friends that we've made since we've lived here and it's hard to see them have to go. OK, so I went off subject there. We started out hanging with just them in the one corner of the pool area. As people arrived, I said hello and waved them over. Before you know it we had like 18 people sitting with us and we were all having such a good time. There was a DJ and we were all playing these trivia games and what not. My husband won the one contest and we now have a gift card for the Olive Garden, woohoo!
When we got home my husband said what a great time he had. I pointed out to him that nobody would have been sitting with us if it weren't for my chatty mouth, lol! He said good point and smiled. I find it easier to talk to people now that I feel better about myself. I've also talked to people, but I find myself being even more social these days. And it's not about how I look, it's about how this transformation has made me feel on the inside.
I also had tons of compliments last night about how great I look. That of course was awesome to hear! And it also helped me to not grab snack packs of chips, Doritos and whatever else they had sitting there. I had one hot dog, minus the bun, and then had a healthy dinner when we got home. I wore my bikini and felt great in it. Yes, I still have my pouch, but I love it regardless (that pouch carried my 3 wonderful children). I heard a couple guys discussing my butt as I walked by them, lol! Didn't tell my husband about that one!
So as if last night wasn't enough of a mental high, this morning I step on the scale to find that I lost 2 pounds this week! I haven't had a 2 pound loss in a while, so that felt great. So the 2 pound loss is perfect to keep me on such a mental high! But that's not all! This loss has also put's me into the 160's! Yep, I'm now 169!!
I had usually average between 160 & 165 before, so I had set my goal weight to 160 (I am 5'7"). Spark has my goal weight at 150. Either one works for me! All I know is that I'm feeling wonderful and I'm glad I've stuck with this.
Alright, I think I'm going to reward my week with a trip to the gym and then straight to the pool! Going to soak up some sun as my one wonderful Spark friend suggested! (great idea Mike, thanks!) Then it will be time to come home for lunch and the baby's nap, and my schooling!
Oh, and on a sad note, I lost my pedometer last night, so I hope when I get up there today someone found it!! I feel naked without it!
Have a fabulous weekend my fabulous friends!!!
Thursday, August 05, 2010
I got this in an email today. There is a rather large story with it, but I just put in the basics of wishing one another "enough" throughout life.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how grey the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
I wish you enough my Spark Friends!
Monday, August 02, 2010
I love where I live. No, it's not the nice roomy house that I have always dreamed of. It doesn't have the big kitchen with endless counter tops and the island where the family gathers around to help cook/bake together. It's a quaint 3 bedroom apartment with just what we need to get by. My boys share a room decorated so cute with cars & trucks. My daughter has a room full of posters & butterflies and school art work. My husband and I have a nice bedroom, with our little double bed and pictures of our children all over. Yes, we trip over each other from time to time and fight for bathroom time in the mornings. But we are close and sometimes I like that I can stand in the hallway and shout to everyone that dinner is ready and know that everyone heard me. The landscaping here is beautiful. We have a gorgeous pool, a nice playground, a gym (woohoo!) and tennis courts. Most days I don't have a car because we only have one and my husband takes it to work. But it's OK, because there is always something for us to get into. In our living room we have great big sliding glass doors that go out onto our balcony which overlooks the Ohio River. And across the river I can see the hospital that I gave birth to my children at. I have beautiful flowers on the porch that I tend to every morning and evening. My husband grills us some awesome meals out there on the grill we bought him for his birthday. We make the best out of what we have and we enjoy every minute of it. Has anyone seen the movie Up In the Air, with George Cloney in it? Where on the side he does seminars and explains that he'll teach you how to live out of your backpack? With just a backpacks worth of "stuff". I can't imagine fitting all the things I think I need into one backpack. I can't even imagine losing the items in my apartment. And you know what, I never even really thought about it. Not until Saturday...
Let me explain the set up here. The building I live in is rather long...calculating in my head...there are a total of 30 apartments. There are 5 sets of double doors. When you come in my doors, you have 2 apartments on the main floor, go up the stairs where I am and there are 2 apartments, or you can go downstairs and there are 2 apartments there. Also on the basement level is our storage and laundry area. Saturday afternoon I was washing our sheets (we were having company, otherwise I NEVER do laundry on a Saturday). Our company had just arrived and I remembered that I had laundry in the dryer. As I'm walking down the 2 flights of stairs I hear some beeping and pounding on the wall. I arrive to find my neighbors (from upstairs) pounding on the door of an apartment where you can hear a smoke detector going off. Just then one of the women from the office arrives to unlock the door. Smoke fills the hallway and their dog is guarding the door and won't let us in. They can see to the kitchen that something is smoking, but don't see any actual flames. I know my neighbors, and I know the wife had went to pick up the husband from work and wasn't home (no kids). I run up the stairs, evacuate my company, grab my son out of the crib from his nap and run outside. My husband is asking what to do with our cats, and I said I don't know, but we need to get out. Reluctantly we left them inside, knowing that it wasn't "too" serious yet.
The cops, the paramedics, and the firetrucks arrive. They move at WAY to slow of a pace for my liking. But they brought gear to "restrain" the dog and got into the kitchen. From there they grabbed the pan full of sausage that had just started to catch fire and get it out the door. They run these heavy duty fans and instruct my husband and other neighbors to open all the windows, let it air out for 15 minutes and then we're safe to go back inside. For what felt like forever, I stood outside of my apartment, holding my youngest, looking in the window where the cats are sitting looking scared, afraid I could lose everything I had. I was afraid I would lose the art work I had saved from when my older children were in preschool. The trophy's and awards they had received. The favorite stuffed animals and blankets that my youngest totes with him everywhere. The cement hand prints that had been Father's and Mother's Day gifts. My precious cats.
There are so many ironies to this day....
the day before my smoke detector batteries began beeping & we just replaced them that morning...
our neighbors that discovered the fire are normally NEVER home on Saturday's (they just happened to be this day because they were leaving on military duty the following day for 3 weeks)...
if we hadn't been having company, I would have not been doing laundry that day, and at that time in the afternoon my husband and I often curl up and take a nap while the baby does the same...
God was truly looking over my family, and the other families that live here that day. I know it never even really amounted to much of a fire, but it was so scary. The last two nights I've had trouble falling asleep and my husbands been having nightmares about the place burning down. I always have felt so safe here, knowing my neighbors and knowing we live in a good area. It really hadn't crossed my mind before how much we have to count on our neighbors not only to help us out in a time of need, but to make sure they are safe. We have to rely on our neighbors to not forget to blow out a candle, turn off the stove, etc.
Mary had been making sausages and was distracted by a phone call. She suddenly realized what time it was and knew she had to leave to pick up her husband and she ran out the door, forgetting to turn her stove off. Luckily it was on the "warm" setting otherwise it could have been much worse.
Sorry this was so long, but thanks for reading. I really needed to get this all out, because I feel so lucky to be granted another day on this Earth!
to all my wonderful Spark friends!!
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