Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Fecking Hell

I would really like to dive face first into bowl of macaroni and cheese right now.
Or an entire pan of actual brownies made with something other than coconut flour.
Or pie.
I know that my body is probably better off when I stick with grain free ... but my brain begs to differ and it's so fecking hard sometimes to not just say "screw it." It's especially hard when the smallish one isn't nearly as gung ho about it as he was at the beginning and just wants to eat whatever whenever (like the HoHos his dad bought for him Sunday or the Burger King on Monday). It also doesn't help that it's not doing a damn bit of good with the whole scale situation and at least when I let myself indulge in grainy goodness I knew that I'd have a good chance of "losing" just because of the excess time spent on the toilet.
Yeah. Possibly TMI. Whatever.
And maybe it wasn't necessarily the grains but a bug I didn't know about. I used to be able to eat whatever whenever. I could have just put 2 and 2 together and come up with 43, right?
Why isn't anything ever easy?

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

The Slop Thing

I neglected once again to bring food with me to work and I'm not willing to order in. Ordering in when trying to stay low carb and, most importantly for my innards, grain-free isn't easy anyway. Sure, I could do a salad ... but why would I spend that much money on a salad?!? I'd much rather just complain about not having food while downing copious amounts of coffee and tea. I may even splurge at some point and have a can of Diet Coke.

If I had thought to bring food to work it would, in all likelihood, have been in the form of Slop. Yes, that is the official unofficial name of the meal the smallish person and I tend to have most often. We've been trying out lots of coconut flour recipes with some success but when it comes right down to it even those make me just crave other grainy type foods so I find it best for my mental state to stick with things that don't even pretend to be something that they're not. And Slop doesn't pretend to be anything other than Slop.

Today's late-afternoon Slop (above) had ground beef, bacon bits, shredded cheddar cheese and Dinosaur Roasted Garlic Honey BBQ Sauce. I live in the land of the original Dinosaur BBQ so, really, the carbs shouldn't even count. Right? It's like eating dessert at church. That never counts, either. If it did count, though, I figure it's still pretty much on the low side of things with a total of 4 grams per serving this time around. We never actually follow a recipe, but out of curiosity I actually paid attention today and this is what I came up with:

The sauce stretches out if the beef doesn't get drained completely so, really, one could probably get away with 2 tablespoons if they absolutely wanted to. Or use something else. Or anything else. The joy of Slop is that it's really just a Tosser of a meal. Anything you want to toss into the pan goes. Sometimes we do salsa. Sometimes ranch dressing. Sometimes a tomato sauce. Sometimes an alfredo. Occasionally vegetables will get tossed in. Once in a while an extra meat finds its way in the pan (John's a big fan of chopping up pepperoni slices and tossing in with mozzarella instead of cheddar). It's always fast and easy and filling ... and always sloppy.

Monday, June 20, 2016

Once Upon A Time...

I had a blog that I gave a crap about that didn't necessarily revolve around books.
I had a "thing" on a regular basis. (It's like a plan, but with more greatness.)
I've wondered where that time disappeared to.
I tried. 
I really did. 
Sort of.
I even made a new blog thinking that it would be the answer to my woes.
Yet, here I am.
And this time I have every intention of sticking around.
There had to have been a reason I didn't delete the blog outright in the first place, right?

Friday, March 6, 2015

Weekend Things

When I get out of work Friday morning my weekend officially begins and my time is (basically) all mine (more or less) until I have to head back to work Sunday night. I got thinking before I left work this morning that I should come up with Weekend Things. Surely I couldn't screw up too many mini-goals over a 2 day period, right? So the mini-thing was to get home, get John off to school, nap, and then figure out my Weekend Things.

The nap was far too short and while I was debating staying up or trying to sleep for an extra couple of hours, I checked in on Facebook and a friend of mine mentioned Third Day which got me thinking back to the Live Wire Tour of 2004 and what I wouldn't give to be able to actually wear the tshirts I bought the night of the show ...
(with bonus Mac Powell bobblehead)
They're both XLs ... but they're Junior XLs ... and have probably shrunk on top of that. I could probably get one on but I would likely resemble a stuffed sausage. A poorly stuffed sausage.

The thought of sausage (a lovely LCHF food) got me lamenting, yet again, how truly sucktastic my eating has been lately and I got thinking that maybe a round of Egg Fasting might help kick me into gear and stomp the seemingly never-ending cravings for pasta and ice cream. SO I bypassed the extra sleep and schlepped over to the store for some more eggs and cheese (with the snow and slush there was no real walking -- it was truly a schlep). On the way I thought about my Things and decided that I would start out simple: 30 minutes of some sort of exercise each day (which the schlepping took care of today), sticking with the EF for at least the weekend, and doing a new set of photos/measurements either Saturday or Sunday (all dependent on whether or not I can locate my tape measure today or have to go find a new one tomorrow).

So there we go.

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

So here I sit ...

There's a book to my left with only 50 pages left to go ... and Domino's cheesy bread to my right. I know, I know ... total crap food BUT I realized after I had gotten to work tonight that the last time I had eaten was at work LAST night. Not good. Not unusual, but definitely not good.
I wish I could say I had some great big wonderful goals planned for March. I've been mulling that over for the past week and kept meaning to post but not only did I get anything planned, but I got nothing posted. (Obviously. It's been ... what ... 3 weeks now since my last post?)
At least the book is good. That's something, right?