I have joined the ranks of January Dieting People. I am very diligently counting every calorie and trying not to go over my allotment for the day. I've added in some exercising, but I still haven't gotten up to every day. I am starting to ever so slowly lose weight. If I exercised more, I'm sure it would be more noticeable.
If I had any doubt that I was on a diet--IE convincing myself that I'm just eating healthier--the dream I had last night reminded me that I was in fact, for the first time in my life, on a DIET:
In my dream, a co-worker (who has joined my calorie-counting process) and I were roommates. Between our apartment and work, the ubiquitous "they" were building 20 different donut shops. Every donut store you can think of: Dunkin Donuts, Krispy Kreme, Shipley, Mom-and-Pop donut stores. Probably every donut shop I have ever seen in my life was lining the streets from our apartment to work.
The weird thing is that before I started my diet, I was not a huge donut eater. I could go to Exxon and look at the Krispy Kremes and pass them up easily. I think it's because someone brought donuts to work last week and I really wanted the donut with the red jelly oozing out of it.
When I was a kid, on Sundays, my dad would go to the corner store and buy Bear Claws and Cinnamon Twists and whole milk. Thanks, Dad.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Traditions
Everyone has been talking about Christmas traditions--I feel a little lost. I don't have any anymore...except, maybe taking care of other people's pets on Christmas.
I'm a child of divorce. Not only that, I live at least 800 miles away from any family members. When I was a kid, though, I was always allowed to open one gift on Christmas Eve. That was great. We also had a little "candy count-down" that we hung next to the front door. There were 24 slots in it where a piece of candy went. Every night before I went to bed, I got to eat one, thus counting down the nights until Christmas Eve. Believe me--it was the only time of year I got candy anywhere near bedtime! Christmas was usually spent with my Dad's family after the divorce--Thanksgiving went to my Mom's. I don't know how it ended up that way, but these holidays just seemed to fit these families. Grandma Shaffer always made Ambrosia and Coconut Cake for Christmas dinner. Her Coconut Cake was to die for!!!!! Of course, it was not a recipe that she ever wrote down, even when I asked for it when I was 19 ("I don't know how I make it, I just do," she said). No one has been able to duplicate, although many in my family have tried. Sigh.....
Well, now, I do absolutely have to watch It's A Wonderful Life on Christmas Eve and A Christmas Story on Christmas day.
New Years Day is kind of my tradition now, I guess. I watch I-don't-know-how-many-hours of football, I make a pot of Black-Eyed Peas (Texas tradition), and I put Spare Ribs and Sauerkraut in the crock pot for later (German--and Irish, if you count the cabbage). The Sauerkraut has to go over mashed potatoes. It's a very bland-colored meal, but it's good!
My Black-Eyed peas were excellent this year! I put some kind of chili pepper in it; I don't know what kind because the grocery store doesn't really keep there pepper signs straight, but it looks like an anaheim. I threw in some onions, salt, pepper, thyme and a bay leaf, and cooked it in chicken broth slowly for about 6 hours. Add some corn bread and there's lunch!
Good thing I don't eat like that every day of the year!
OH...if someone could please tell me what the last comment on my previous post says, I'm curious to know.
I'm a child of divorce. Not only that, I live at least 800 miles away from any family members. When I was a kid, though, I was always allowed to open one gift on Christmas Eve. That was great. We also had a little "candy count-down" that we hung next to the front door. There were 24 slots in it where a piece of candy went. Every night before I went to bed, I got to eat one, thus counting down the nights until Christmas Eve. Believe me--it was the only time of year I got candy anywhere near bedtime! Christmas was usually spent with my Dad's family after the divorce--Thanksgiving went to my Mom's. I don't know how it ended up that way, but these holidays just seemed to fit these families. Grandma Shaffer always made Ambrosia and Coconut Cake for Christmas dinner. Her Coconut Cake was to die for!!!!! Of course, it was not a recipe that she ever wrote down, even when I asked for it when I was 19 ("I don't know how I make it, I just do," she said). No one has been able to duplicate, although many in my family have tried. Sigh.....
Well, now, I do absolutely have to watch It's A Wonderful Life on Christmas Eve and A Christmas Story on Christmas day.
New Years Day is kind of my tradition now, I guess. I watch I-don't-know-how-many-hours of football, I make a pot of Black-Eyed Peas (Texas tradition), and I put Spare Ribs and Sauerkraut in the crock pot for later (German--and Irish, if you count the cabbage). The Sauerkraut has to go over mashed potatoes. It's a very bland-colored meal, but it's good!
My Black-Eyed peas were excellent this year! I put some kind of chili pepper in it; I don't know what kind because the grocery store doesn't really keep there pepper signs straight, but it looks like an anaheim. I threw in some onions, salt, pepper, thyme and a bay leaf, and cooked it in chicken broth slowly for about 6 hours. Add some corn bread and there's lunch!
Good thing I don't eat like that every day of the year!
OH...if someone could please tell me what the last comment on my previous post says, I'm curious to know.
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