Let’s get started

19 Nov

Someone suggested I start a blog. I’m not sure how this will go, but here goes. This is just going to be my thoughts, feelings and things I find along the way.

Today I thought about starting a cookbook. Here’s the first recipe as I posted it on Facebook.

My favorite is “Whatchagot stew”. A package of meat from the freezer in the bottom of the pot. Yes, frozen. Who plans anymore? Add any and all veggies hanging out in the bottom of the chiller drawer, even the wilted ones. Some potatoes and onions if you got them. A can or two of whatever veggies you have in the cupboard and maybe a can of beans(with the liquid, potatoes always need salt). Add a seasoning packet or two from a ramen package, save the noodle part for later. Add some water, usually half a pot, don’t worry, it’ll make more. Let sit on low all day or high if you started at noon when you realize you forgot to plan dinner. Just before eating, check for taste. Probably needs salt, remember those potatoes? Also pepper, garlic powder, parsley if you’re lucky enough to have it. Now crush up those ramen noodles you saved from earlier and add them. Stir through. By the time you find all the kids and get them washed and to the table, dinner is ready. Just add milk and bread and butter. Said kids will love you forever. Or at least until you take away their phone for not taking out the garbage and helping with the dishes. Enjoy!

I also need a place besides Facebook to keep my Gratitude List.

  • Today I’m grateful to really start a blog. I hope it goes well. I’m grateful to be feeling better from my tooth extraction. It’s making me spunky. Grateful to have my child here today. No matter how often we fight, argue and generally disagree, I always have his back. I remember a time when he wasn’t sleeping across the room. LOVES

Self-care weekend

25 Mar

After my son left yesterday on his overnight, I decided to give myself a mini-spa evening. I shaved my legs and chin. My legs because I’m giving in to theĀ inevitable Spring and shorts season. My chin because I’m old and it needed to be done.

I tried to soak in the tub but I’m not that skinny yet and I’m still way to tall to fit. So I ended up taking a shower. Then I gave myself a mani-pedi. Emerald green toes with a clear lace Jamberry on the big toes. I used my bookworm Jamberrys on my fingers. They look like pages from a book.

I fed my stew to the neighborhood with a couple of bowls left for me. One last night and one for tonight. After all my hard work on self-care yesterday, I’ve slept most of today. The soup was delicious but my stomach didn’t like the salad I had with it.

  • I’m grateful for a weekend of self-care. It’s a great way to start Spring Break. I’m grateful my soup was a big hit with the neighborhood. I still like to cook to relax and they are willing guinea pigs. I’m grateful I decided that tonight is fend-for-yourself night. I might have to wait for MY leftovers until tomorrow. My stomach is still not happy with me.

Night all. LOVES

Saturday, March 23, 2019

24 Mar

Today is technically our first FULL day of Spring Break. We decided not to count yesterday because there was still school. So what does today look like? The cat and I slept in until 9:30, the boy slept until 11:30. I did the dishes and put a batch of Whatchagot stew in the crock pot. I watched the neighborhood kids play in the front yard for a while. My son is gone for the night with his foster mom. Now I’m hiding in my house with the ringer off. Pretty much a perfect day.

  • I’m grateful my son still has an active, healthy relationship with his foster mom. It gives ME much needed respite. I’m grateful my house us starting to smell yummy. I can’t wait until dinnertime. I’m grateful for video games on my phone. Mindless entertainment.

Night all. LOVES

Sneezing is my sign

23 Mar

One of the biggest hurdles when you have gastric sleeve surgery is knowing when you’re full before you eat too much. Eating too much is painful and usually ends with vomiting everything you just ate. You don’t know when you’re full because the part of your stomach that sends that signal to your brain was in the part of the stomach they removed.

There are many ways to relearn how to tell when enough is enough. Some strictly measure everything. That sometimes isn’t feasible. Especially if you’re out and about. People look at you funny if you were to pull a small scale out of your bag. “Are you selling drugs?”

Some feel pressure in their chest as the food rises to the top of the stomach. I feel that too. But my biggest sign when I know I’m full and NEED to stop NOW is I start to sneeze uncontrollably. Yes, I DO have to spit that bite out. If I swallow it, I WILL be sick shortly. I have left a roll of toilet paper, because I’m ghetto like that, by my chair so I can be prepared.

Tonight when I started to sneeze, I hadn’t even taken 4 bites. Oh well, I’ll have leftovers all evening. Maybe into tomorrow.

  • I’m grateful to be learning how my body works as I recover from surgery and continue on this journey. I’m grateful to not vomit every time I eat anymore. I’m grateful for containers. I very seldom use regular plates anymore.

Night all. LOVES

Thursday, March 21, 2019

21 Mar

Last fall right before my surgery, I had a friend come over and help me declutter my bedroom. We put lots of things in boxes, mostly blankets, sheets, and towels. But also some clothes. Now that I’m 100 pounds lighter, my wearable clothing selection is around 15-20 pieces. I want to get rid of lots of things IĀ haven’t used in almost 6 months. Some I’ll never use again.

You would think its no problem, just donate it somewhere. But most of it needs to be washed. It wasn’t washed before going into the boxes. Most places that take clothing wants it washed first. I don’t really have enough money to take it to the laundromat. Or transportation either. I’m tired of looking at those boxes and stressing about them. I need LESS stress in my life.

So is it wrong to donate it anyway? Without saying the stuff will need to be washed? Or should I just wash it and figure out the finances? What is the right thing to do? Not just what would be easiest? I’m also worried that, knowing me, as I’m going through stuff to wash it, I’ll see something I just can’t give up even though I haven’t used it.

  • I’m grateful to realize that this needs to be dealt with, even if I haven’t figured out how yet. I’m grateful to know that there are many people who read this who would love to offer me advice. I’m grateful to be getting in a decluttering mood. Its been a while since I’ve felt well enough to even think about it.

Night all. LOVES

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

21 Mar

It’s the first day of Spring. Its 70 degrees. I’ve been out and about all day. Therapy for me, and a track meet at the high school. I’m done for the day. I have to buy sunscreen sooner rather than later. I have medications that make me burn easier. I know this seems really random but that’s where I’m at today.

  • I’m grateful I kept my commitment (even when my son doesn’t want to any more) to the Unified Track team. It’s fun to cheer on runners. I’m grateful I kept my therapy appointment. I had some epiphanies about some stuff. I’m grateful to be home before dark. Guess that’s what happens when the sun sets later and later.

Night all. LOVES

Fruit and nut mix

20 Mar

I needed something reasonably healthy with some protein in it. I also had some dried fruit that I bought to help things move along because a high protein diet does just the opposite. I had made the granola the other day because oatmeal adds fiber which also moves along.

The other day, I took 6 cups of oats, 3 tablespoons of vegetable oil, 3 tablespoons of melted butter, 5 tablespoons of honey, a tablespoon of cinnamon, and a teaspoon of freshly ground nutmeg and mixed it in a large bowl. Then poured it onto a rimmed cookie sheet that I lined with parchment paper then spray with pan spray. Placed it in MY stupid oven at 200F for 20 minutes, stirring and rotating the pan at 10 minutes. Then I turned the oven up to 300F and have it another 10 minutes. I mixed a package each of dried figs, dried pitted dates, and the soft dried apricots that I had cut in small pieces. Placed it in the oven for 10 more minutes with the oven turned off. Then let it cool.

Today I put the fruit and oatmeal mixture in a large clean grocery bag(my large bowl was too small) and added a package of 78% dark chocolate chunks, a package of 35% semi sweet chocolate drops, an 8 oz can of lightly salted, mixed nuts, an 8 oz can of lightly salted toffee peanuts, and half an 8 oz can of lightly salted roasted peanuts(my teenager ate the other half can). Closed the bag and shook it well to mix.

I then put a 1/2 cup in snack size zipper bags. Then put the little bags in 2 gallon size zipper bags. I ended up with 30 portions. I probably should have done 1/4 cups. I could only eat half a bag at a setting. Now I have some grab and go snacks for when I’m out and about.

  • I’m grateful I persevered with my stupid oven. I’m buying a temperature gauge on payday. I’m grateful that my picky child ate bits and pieces that he picked out. He’s not too fond of anything but the peanuts. I’m grateful for the feeling of accomplishment I feel for spending part of the last 2 days making healthy thing I CAN eat.

Night all. LOVES

Its a day

19 Mar

By the time today ended, it was a Garfield day. It started as a stressful day. My son ripped the seat out of his pants 3 minutes before the bus came this morning. He was chasing the cat back in after she snuck out. I really need to get her a harness and leash so she can go outside.

I DID get a bunch of veggies, fruit and stuff prepped for the week. Broccoli, cauliflower, carrots, cucumber, grapes hard-cooked eggs, and lunch meat already weighed out and in the fridge. Bananas and chopped onions in the freezer. Tuna salad already made and in containers in the fridge. Now I just need to grab and go. Maybe it will help me eat better when I’m out and about.

This afternoon, the wind and the teenager together got the screen door stuck. I had to have someone come fix it because I was locked inside the house. Too much stressful stuff, like phone calls that brings more problems, to end the day is making all the voices in my head have an argument. THAT is giving me a migraine. Just remember to breathe and tomorrow is new day.

  • I’m grateful for bedtime routines. Listening to music as he goes to sleep is definitely a great way to calm down. I’m grateful to my friend for coming to help with the door. I’m grateful for all the prepped food in my fridge.

Night all. LOVES