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Screw It, I’m Eating Tater Tots
A few years ago, I wrote a post about how titling blog posts is not an easy task and in the post mentioned how I almost titled that post, Screw It! I’m Eating Tater Tots. I then said it might be the title of my someday autobiography. Going forward, I might use this title for every post that doesn’t have a true meaning. Random thoughts, nonsensical musings, and crap that doesn’t deserve its own blog post. “Screw it, I’m eating tater tots!“, she was heard yelling from her kitchen when she couldn’t think of anything else to write. via GIPHY It’s a gray January Monday. We took Anna to college yesterday. I have yet…
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How to Get Fit in 2019 on a Budget
Let me guess, you got fat over the holidays. Or before the holidays, whatever. The point is that you let yourself go this fall and now here we are in January and you’re ready for a fresh start. My body has been hating me every single January since 2001 because during the holidays, I eat. Mass quantities of food, Case in point: That above was the Cracker Barrel imitation hash brown casserole I made for Christmas morning breakfast (head here for the recipe because I really need you to be fat as well for some reason). So after having three servings of the casserole while sitting at the table, I then got…
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Low-Carb/Keto Recipes that Don’t Taste Like Cardboard
I’ve been on and off of the low-carb train for the past year and a half. I originally started last year after failing yet another Weight Watchers attempt and realizing that I was actually gaining weight WHILE on WW. This should come to no surprise to those who actually know me know me or to those who’ve read this blog for more than a year. How I got started on the low carb thing shouldn’t surprise you either. One word- Pinterest. I was perusing Pinterest one night while awake with menopausal sleep disorder (it’s a thing, I am sure), and found a pin suggesting low-carb and thought about why I hadn’t…
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I Like Big Macs and I Cannot Lie
I like to eat. Scratch that. I love to eat. Food tastes good. And I get hungry. A lot. But I’m pissed off at food currently because it is not playing fair. When I was a teenager, I could eat whatever the hell I wanted. Doritos by the bag, Pepsi by the gallon, an entire Reese’s Pieces Sundae at Friendly’s. I didn’t have to exercise, count calories, allow myself “cheat days”, go to bed hungry. All I had to do is just BE. I had the gift of metabolism and youth on my side. Now that I am in my late forties, I have the gift of menopause. It’s not…
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How CVS Minute Clinic Will Help Me Put Down the Big Mac’s and Get Sexier In 2015
I have a problem. A serious problem. Every year I have my come to the river moment after the holidays. About my weight. I love to eat, that is no surprise to those who are close to me nor to my readers who have been on this roller coaster weight loss journey with me since 2010. Last year, I lost 25 pounds! I was exercising, eating better and keeping on top of what I put into my mouth. Get your head out of the gutter….. I was so proud of myself, I felt amazing and I was wearing my pre-pregnancy size again! For the first time in seven years!! Then…
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A Kick Butt Marinade That Won’t Kick Your Butt
My lovely followers on Instagram will already know this. I have pneumonia. I’ve had an “upper respiratory” something or other for four weeks now. It has been bad. Like I was in a depression over the weekend bad. I ended up in the ER on Saturday night and I hope I am on the road to recovery as I write this. I tell you this NOT to get sympathy but to marvel in the fact that this has been the hardest summer/break in that I have been sick BUT I have tons of things I want to write about! It’s like illness is my motivator! No. My opus? No. What…
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DietBet With Friends. Why I Don’t Belong in Vegas. Or at The Grand Victoria.
I don’t know how to gamble. Some would view this as a positive thing.I have only been in a casino once in my life. 1996 at the Grand Victoria in Elgin, Illinois. I don’t know how it works in other states, but here in Illinois, it used to be that if you wanted to gamble? It had to be on a boat. On water. But it didn’t have to sail the seven seas. It just needed to gently glide up and down the river. Over a half mile stretch. Over the entirety of the gambling session. Session? Sin Wagon? Illicit money boat on the Swanneeeee River?? To each their own.Yeah.…
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My Weight Watchers Must Haves. YOU CAN STILL HAVE BROWNIES. And a Weight Update.
My jeans are loose. The ones that used to be tight after you wash them? Then you reason that it’s because you just washed them so of course, they are tight! I mean, who has jeans that fit absolutely perfect just out of the wash? But then they don’t get any looser. Even after you wear them for two days. Yeah. THOSE jeans are loose. Like, I have to wear a belt. On like the fourth hole. I am not a believer kind of person. I see people who lose weight on TV and think, pshaw, yeah if I had a trainer and chef I could be a size whatever…
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Low Fat Super Bowl. Yes, it was Still Fun
I know what you are thinking. Low Fat Super Bowl Sunday is the equivalent of No Novocaine Root Canal Tuesday. And a month ago, I would have been right there with ya. But since I have been on Weight Watchers, we have made some minor adjustments to our eating style here. We love the Super Bowl. OKAY, my husband loves the Super Bowl. I love the food and the commercials. By the way, can we just discuss how much both the game AND the ads kind of sucked this year? I think I had two commercials I loved. And Bruno Mars. Because of Bruno Mars.In all honesty, when I started Weight…
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How Weight Watchers is Making Me Look Less Like Jabba the Hutt
I had to Google “how to spell Jabba the Hut”. For the past five years or so, it has been no secret how I have fluctuated with my weight. It started with my second pregnancy. Or what I like to call, “HowLongWillItTakeMeToLookLikeVioletBeauregard”. It is a Willy Wonka reference. With my first pregnancy, I was working full time and on my feet all day. I was really careful about what I ate, read What To Expect When You Are Expecting every day and made sure I was following doctors orders to the tee. I gained 28 pounds. The size of a two-year-old child. With my second pregnancy? I was shoveling…
