Monday, August 16, 2010
I planted a Chia herb garden this year. I planted it late. It was a gift I got TWO Christmases ago. But I did it! And it grew.
I was hesitant because I KILL everything! Unless it needs NO attention from me at all--it dies.
I can hardly believe I have cilantro, dill, basil and parsley.
I made chicken fajitas Friday and used the cilantro. OMG! FRESH cilantro is soooooo much more flavor-filled than store bought.
Then, Saturday, I got to pick up the produce for my friends at their CSA (Community something or another farm...). I got cherry tomatoes, corn, lettuce, potatoes, Asian eggplant, shallots, onion, and some sort of crazy pea pods.
I went to a cookout last night and made a brushetta salad with the tomatoes and my basil. I HATE fresh from the garden tomatoes--but I LOVED this salad! I actually ate FRESH tomatoes and LOVED them! (if you all felt a chill in the air, it was just hell freezing over a little). I also got to eat the corn. YUM!
I am getting a little spoiled here. I am going to be sad (gasp) when summer is over since I won't have all this yummy freshness anymore. (*I say gasp because this has been the nastiest, most disgustingly humid summer on record here in the mid-west, and have been cursing it repeatedly, until now).
I MUST get out to the the farmers market before they are all done!!!
Oh, and, does anybody have any ideas on how to prepare Asian eggplant? (I'll check the recipes on Spark in a minute, but if you have any ideas-throw them my way!).
Friday, August 13, 2010
I've been getting my butt out of bed almost everyday for weeks now to go walking. Two miles most days, sometime 3. This summer I have been referring to the outside as 'the swamp'.
It is soup. It is visual air. It is air you wear. It is exhausting.
I HATE summers like this!
Yet, I persevere.
Hot, humid is not an excuse. Not when you can get up at 5:30am and walk BEFORE the sun comes up.
It doesn't matter that I do not FEEL like it.
I do it!
Oh--The swamps of home!
Thursday, August 12, 2010
If I were a crayon I would be:
Today, right now, I would be Fluorescent PINK. Bright, cheery, bold, feminine, strong, fun, inviting.
Yep, that's how I feel this morning.
I am so attracted to fluorescent colors. I guess this means that I am attracted to myself. Good.
When I woke up this morning at 5:30 am, because I am crazy and that's when I go workout even though I could workout a little later, I was probably a bit more like the color: Burnt Sienna. (Brownish red). Sluggish, yet tapping into the fire within. I always argue with myself about not "feeling" like walking this morning. "'Feeling' like it has NOTHING to do with 'doing' it! Shut up and get out of bed!" (see the spark there?)
I'm sure I will go through many color transformations throughout the day. Hopefully I can ebb and flow from BRIGHT pink to soft pink (all warm, squishy, approachable, loving). I have kids to care for.
Tonight I have my first info meeting for nursing school. What color is scared?
Okay, I WILL NOT be scared! I will be bold, bright, strong. School is going to be great. I will find the funds to actually go there, and to support myself and my daughter. I will be better for going through all of this!!!
I will be POWER RED!
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
The BMV sent the little renewal page for me to fill out to get new tags for my car. Oh, and informed me that I need to come in to get my picture took.
Yippee! *much sarcasm here
I am NOT the weight I want to be on my driver's license.
I have until Oct 8th to make it better.
I just wish the weather would cooperate.
I walked this morning, as I do most mornings, but when it is this icky out it feels like walking with lead weights on my feet.
I am kicking some hiney on my indoor exercising. Loads of strength stuff. My arms are getting much better looking. I have even been sporting sleeveless tops IN PUBLIC! (and getting compliments about how skinny I am getting). WOO HOO!
I think I'll do extra squats and bicep curls today. How about you?
Thursday, August 05, 2010
Have you ever noticed how the way someone gains weight gain make them appear like the Sta-Puff marshmallow man or like a Jessica Rabbit?
That some people look "puffy" while others look voluptuous?
Some fat seems to sneak up on ya and never leave, while other fat helps to take away the wrinkles?
Why can't all fat be the Jessica Rabbit, voluptuous, wrinkle-free kind?
Why can't I donate my excess to some skinny, straight as a board person?
I like to share!
...But then again, I like ME!
Puffy, sometimes sexy, not too wrinkly (yet), squishy, getting stronger, getting more tone, showin' some resemblance of muscles, Me ME ME.
I am unique. And, so are you. It's nice to have soft spots here and there. It's also nice to be healthy.
I will still be a little bit envious of a nicely shaped woman, but I'm not too shabby myself!
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