Friday, May 03, 2013
I made spaghetti with meat sauce yesterday. I used all ground turkey. I had never done that before. When I've used ground turkey, I've used half turkey, half lean ground beef. I used canned tomatoes, and I added LOTS of home grown oregano and basil, plus a little onion powder. It was quite good. The herbs helped me not to reach for the salt shaker. I figured there was enough salt in the tomatoes to take care of my sodium needs!
DH took it in his lunch today. I imagine he will like it. He isn't a picky eater.
Thursday, May 02, 2013
I am not a picky eater. Honest, I am not. Except for fish or sushi, I will try most anything once.
So, when I saw nonfat cottage cheese and plain, nonfat yogurt on the grocery list for this week I thought, "I haven't had nonfat cottage cheese in years. I bet it's improved a lot." I had never had plain, nonfat yogurt. Into the grocery cart they went.
And soon the nonfat cottage cheese will be going down the garbage disposal. That and the yogurt I had for breakfast this morning are two of the most disgusting things I have put in my mouth for a long time.
I had good, vine ripened tomatoes to eat with the cottage cheese for lunch yesterday. The cottage cheese was so bad, it drained the enjoyment of eating the tomatoes. I wish I had just had a glass of skim milk.
This morning I had a cup of the most delicious strawberries washed and sliced. I poured the container of yogurt over them. I love yogurt. I just had never had nonfat, plain yogurt. It ruined the taste of the strawberries, and it left a hideous chalky aftertaste in my mouth.
These are foods that give healthy eating a bad name. These are two foods that are banished from my refrigerator permanently.
I don't have cholesterol or blood pressure issues, and we do enjoy low fat cottage cheese and low fat yogurt. We also enjoy skim milk.
Part of the reason for using the Spark Menu this summer is making me try new foods. Now I know. These two products (nonfat cottage cheese and nonfat, plain yogurt) are not for me. I'm not going to feel guilty about changing the menu when these foods are on it!
Saturday, April 13, 2013
This is big news. I FINALLY got my mom's buttermilk biscuit recipe right. They turned out just like mom's. Big, light, fluffy. I patted out the dough intead of rolling it out. We're having one tonight with our soup, intead of using crackers.
No more refrigerated biscuits. No more frozen pizza. It's going to be homemade, or we'll eat something else.
This morning was the big stock up shopping trip. By the time I got to the fozen foods and produce, I was hungry. I drooled over the pizzas. Red Baron was only $3.33 per pizza - and two of our favorite flavors.....Grrrr. I had to do some major self talk to pass them up. Fortunately, my favorite produce guy came out of the back just in time. We talked about tofu and bacon wrapped asparagus. The asparagus this week was gorgeous!
I'm rambling. I'm looking forward to one of those biscuits in awhile.
My husband said, "After 58 years of trying, you finally got it right."
One mission accomplished.
Wednesday, April 03, 2013
I am the last person I deliver the paper to on my route. The Reporter switched the route all around, so that when I pull in my driveway, I am done. Thoughtful. It also makes me, "Giddie-up. Go!" It's not fun having your neighbors unhappy with you because their paper is late.
Over spring break DH was helping me deliver papers. We put a paper in a tube down the street from our house. For some reason DH looked back. "That dog is getting the paper out of the tube!" We had heard of dogs picking up the paper and taking it to their masters from the driveway, but neither of us had ever heard of a dog digging a paper out of a tube.
Sure enough, as we were coming down the other side of the street, the dog was standing on top of the paper. She watched us drive down the street.
I just thought it was so cool. Some days she would wait for me by the tube. I almost just handed her the paper one day, but thought better of it. I saw her get the paper out of the tube many times.
I learned from my next door neighbor, who knows her owner better than I, that her name is Katie, and she is part wolf. She is an odd looking dog. Her coloring is like that of a calico cat. Her build is similar to a German shepherd mix. She is huge.
Smart. She is so smart. I learned her name is Katie.
I started leaving the paper hang out of the end of the tube a couple of inches to make it easier for her to get it.
Last week I had a call about a missed paper from this tube, and I found out. Katie is taking the neighbor's paper! In this case Katie's owner didn't get the paper to his neighbors.
I am going to start putting the paper on the porch.
Katie and I have developed a relationship. She knows me. She knows my car. She wags her tail when she sees me coming with the paper. She obeys me when I tell her, "Katie, go home!" when I see her out of her yard. We are outside the city limits. There is no leash law.
I am beginning to find copies of the free sales paper that comes out every Tuesday in my yard. Last week there were two. Is Katie bringing offerings to me, or was it just the wind, and a light paper?
Maybe the Reporter should hire her.
Monday, April 01, 2013
I can't remember if I have blogged about taking on a paper route or not. I started training February 1, and I took the route over solo about the third week of February. I am getting settled in now. 347 papers to deliver, five days a week. It is one of the larger routes in our small town. I really am enjoying it. Most of the guys that work in circulation (the people that get the paper ready for delivery) are former students of me and my husband. They're all grown up now. Some of them have families of their own.....wow. It's a blessing to get reacquainted with them as a peer.
More paper stories later....
I get up at 2 A.M. to deliver the Sunday paper. I get partially ready for church. I try to get to bed between 8 and 9 Saturday night. We (DH helps me deliver on Sundays.) get to the paper about 4. The last few Sundays, the weather has been bad, and we have needed to bag the papers. We have gotten away from the Reporter about 5 to deliver papers for 2 hours.
There is a point to me telling you all this. I am ravenous hungry all day Sunday. And I want DONUTS. I am not normally a sweet eater. The paper route, the long drive to and from church, packing our lunches, making myself stay up when we get back home around 3 (so my sleep cycle is less disturbed), all work together to make Sunday the most stressful day of the week for me. Thankfully, there are no donut shops open between here and the church building on Sunday, but the last few weeks, I have found plenty of junk food to eat.
Yesterday was better. A message board post recommended I drink scads of water, and I did. I had 64 ounces in by 2 P.M. It wasn't hard. I had been up since 2! I think I probably had another 30 ounces or so before I went to bed last night.
Yesterday I ate breakfast before I threw my route. Just peanut butter, a banana, and some orange juice, but I think it helped. I had hummus and cauliflower before we left for church. (Yes, at 8 in the morning!)
DH and I split a package of mini donuts. That was the only empty calories I had all day. 170 calories, I think.....and they weren't the freshest donuts I've ever had either. It was disappointing.
On the way home I wanted a Snickers bar so bad. I had (and enjoyed) a single serving bag of Baked Lays.
So far I have not found a way to track on Sunday. I dare not sit down when we get home. I have to keep moving, or the party's over. If I don't keep busy, I will eat, go to sleep too early, or both. Then I have a crappy Monday.
Yesterday was beautiful, and we worked outside when we got home. I cleaned out my herb beds and pulled some weeds. (Yes, weeds still grow in a drought.) I really had a great day, and I did not crash until 7:15. I went to bed, and slept like a baby until 6:30 this morning. This is the best I have felt on a Monday since I started the route. I think it's a combination of minimizing the interruption of my sleep cycle and eating better than I have been on Sundays.
I do enjoy Sundays. I am a bit of an adrenaline junkie. It's just a challenge to manage my appetite and the afternoon energy drop.
If any of you have figured out how to handle this kind of situation smoothly, I would love to hear from you.
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