Just wanted to do a quick touch base. I've had a busy few weeks between getting the pool open, dealing with an overgrown jungle of a garden with all the rain and storms we've had, in-laws in and our shopping extravaganza etc.
Over the weekend we picked several cabbage and about 6 zuchini per day. Last night we have even more cabbage ready, collard greens ready, and we picked 10 zuchini and 16 squash! HOLY MOLY. I'm not ready to preserve this stuff yet! It's too early, my freezer isn't cleaned out.
I'm physically pulling my hair out, giving away produce and fixing meals from the freezer to clean it out.
Oy Vey. But I'm here. and Kicking and while Steve is out on semester break from school we are definately spending time together and working on the yard etc. Don't worry, I'll be back with a few recipes soon and hopefully pictures shortly after that as we should be getting my laptop fixed soon so I will have better access!! YAY!
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Subway Tirade aka The Day I lost all class at the Mall
Saturday while shopping, I was having stomach issues. Before we left the mall, I decided to duck into Subway, use the facilities and grab a drink. I had no sooner stepped into the bathroom when someone jerked on the door handle and proceeded to bang on the door. So I yelled out, “someone’s in here!”
I sat down. 30 seconds later they pounded on the door. So I yelled out “Jesus, give me a minute!”
Thus proceeded with continuous pounding and jerking on the door while I sat there with my stomach gurgling about to cry I was so mad. I jerked that door open to not a child doing the pee pee dance but a 25 yo asshole on a cell phone and his Barbie girlfriend beating on the door. I went OFF. It went something like this:
Me: WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM? DO YOU NOT HAVE ANY PATEIENCE AT ALL OR ARE YOU JUST SO FUCKING RUDE BECAUSE YOUR SLACKASS PARENTS NEVER TAUGHT YOU MANNERS? You can’t wait one GD minute to use the fucking restroom and give someone else peace? How would you like to be in there with someone acting like a child beating on the door?
Her: Honey he banged on the door first.
Me: SO HIS LACK OF MANNERS AND PATIENCE TO USE THE WOMEN’S RESTROOM GIVES YOU FREE REAGN TO BE A STUPID INCONSIDERATE LITTLE BITCH? ARE YOU THAT MUCH OF A FUCKING STUPID SHEEP YOU BLINDLY DO WHATEVER YOUR BOYFRIEND DOES? DO YOU REALIZE WHAT A BLIGHT ON SOCIETY YOU ARE IF YOU FOLLOW THIS JACKASS AROUND TAKING ORDERS? And YOU (points at asshole on cell phone). WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? DO YOU NOT HAVE MANNERS OR PATIENCE EITHER? YOU NEED TO LEARN SOME FUCKING RESPECT YOU SACK OF SHIT.
Girl darts in bathroom and slams door. I was two seconds from kicking the door in I was so livid. He stares at me and finally when I start walking away and everyone in the restaurant is cowering and staring he says “Well EXCUSE me” really loud.
So I turn and yell “You’re EXCUSED ASSHOLE.” And storm out.
It took me 3 hours to calm down. I realize I probably handled it poorly with all the cursing but I was so angry and sick to my stomach. I still get furious thinking about it. You know how you think of all the good things to say AFTER a confrontation is over? Yea, that’s me, replaying the various ways I could have handled it. I could have been extremely demeaning and treated them like the trash they were in calm superior lecturing tones. I could have just sat in the bathroom and banged back on the door to piss them off for 30 minutes in passive aggressive splendor. I could have said other things. I didn’t have to use foul language or the Lord’s name in vain (which I feel REALLY bad about). But most of all I WISH my last line had been “THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR YOU.”
What is wrong with people today? Yea, I was not on my best behavior and my language was obnoxious and classless. I get that. I own that. BUT MY GOODNESS, do people not “raise” their children anymore? Why on earth would anyone stand outside a bathroom door and beat on it knowing someone is trying to use the restroom inside? I have never in my life encountered something so rude. Maybe I have. Maybe it just hit home because I was sick to my stomach but I can’t imagine doing that to someone. I’ve been in that situation, where I NEEDED the toilet. Guess what? The men’s room works just as well and you had your BF to stand guard. How difficult is that? Why would you choose to harass a perfect stranger over that option?
I know you can’t tell by my verbal assault (that was in every word in poor taste and definitely made a scene) but I’m a nice person. I always try to be considerate of other people in public places. I would never dream of doing what they did. Maybe they deserved every ounce of what they got but I feel like a horrid person for creating such a trashy scene in public and I can’t let it go because I’m embarrassed over it and yet, still angry about it. I’m opinionated and brash but I try not to draw negative attention because I’m also a slight bit of a snob.
I honestly don’t think if I saw them again, I would apologize, I would probably go off and tell them all the things I thought of AFTER I left. LOL. Oh well. Chalk one more point up on the White Trash board for me. I’ll live with it.
I sat down. 30 seconds later they pounded on the door. So I yelled out “Jesus, give me a minute!”
Thus proceeded with continuous pounding and jerking on the door while I sat there with my stomach gurgling about to cry I was so mad. I jerked that door open to not a child doing the pee pee dance but a 25 yo asshole on a cell phone and his Barbie girlfriend beating on the door. I went OFF. It went something like this:
Me: WHAT IS YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM? DO YOU NOT HAVE ANY PATEIENCE AT ALL OR ARE YOU JUST SO FUCKING RUDE BECAUSE YOUR SLACKASS PARENTS NEVER TAUGHT YOU MANNERS? You can’t wait one GD minute to use the fucking restroom and give someone else peace? How would you like to be in there with someone acting like a child beating on the door?
Her: Honey he banged on the door first.
Me: SO HIS LACK OF MANNERS AND PATIENCE TO USE THE WOMEN’S RESTROOM GIVES YOU FREE REAGN TO BE A STUPID INCONSIDERATE LITTLE BITCH? ARE YOU THAT MUCH OF A FUCKING STUPID SHEEP YOU BLINDLY DO WHATEVER YOUR BOYFRIEND DOES? DO YOU REALIZE WHAT A BLIGHT ON SOCIETY YOU ARE IF YOU FOLLOW THIS JACKASS AROUND TAKING ORDERS? And YOU (points at asshole on cell phone). WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU? DO YOU NOT HAVE MANNERS OR PATIENCE EITHER? YOU NEED TO LEARN SOME FUCKING RESPECT YOU SACK OF SHIT.
Girl darts in bathroom and slams door. I was two seconds from kicking the door in I was so livid. He stares at me and finally when I start walking away and everyone in the restaurant is cowering and staring he says “Well EXCUSE me” really loud.
So I turn and yell “You’re EXCUSED ASSHOLE.” And storm out.
It took me 3 hours to calm down. I realize I probably handled it poorly with all the cursing but I was so angry and sick to my stomach. I still get furious thinking about it. You know how you think of all the good things to say AFTER a confrontation is over? Yea, that’s me, replaying the various ways I could have handled it. I could have been extremely demeaning and treated them like the trash they were in calm superior lecturing tones. I could have just sat in the bathroom and banged back on the door to piss them off for 30 minutes in passive aggressive splendor. I could have said other things. I didn’t have to use foul language or the Lord’s name in vain (which I feel REALLY bad about). But most of all I WISH my last line had been “THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR YOU.”
What is wrong with people today? Yea, I was not on my best behavior and my language was obnoxious and classless. I get that. I own that. BUT MY GOODNESS, do people not “raise” their children anymore? Why on earth would anyone stand outside a bathroom door and beat on it knowing someone is trying to use the restroom inside? I have never in my life encountered something so rude. Maybe I have. Maybe it just hit home because I was sick to my stomach but I can’t imagine doing that to someone. I’ve been in that situation, where I NEEDED the toilet. Guess what? The men’s room works just as well and you had your BF to stand guard. How difficult is that? Why would you choose to harass a perfect stranger over that option?
I know you can’t tell by my verbal assault (that was in every word in poor taste and definitely made a scene) but I’m a nice person. I always try to be considerate of other people in public places. I would never dream of doing what they did. Maybe they deserved every ounce of what they got but I feel like a horrid person for creating such a trashy scene in public and I can’t let it go because I’m embarrassed over it and yet, still angry about it. I’m opinionated and brash but I try not to draw negative attention because I’m also a slight bit of a snob.
I honestly don’t think if I saw them again, I would apologize, I would probably go off and tell them all the things I thought of AFTER I left. LOL. Oh well. Chalk one more point up on the White Trash board for me. I’ll live with it.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Menu Monday
I actually have NO IDEA what I'm making this week because I spent the whole weekend working in the garden and shopping. (my life is terrible right?)
I do know I have a ton of zuchini and cabbage so the menu will include:
Zuchini bread and Fried Cabbage. LOL
the rest will look something like this:
Turkey Pot Pie (made two last night, so one will be dinner on Tuesday)
Baked Spaghetti with Spinach Wheat noodles
Hamburgers
Grilled Cheese with Bean Soup
We shall see though. This is DH's last week off of school (semester break) so we are trying to get this stupid pool cleared up and the garden worked on. I'm sure I'll be back to some cooking next week, especially since we are starting to get vegetables in that have to be prepared/put away. My kitchen and I will be getting REAL friendly here soon.
I do know I have a ton of zuchini and cabbage so the menu will include:
Zuchini bread and Fried Cabbage. LOL
the rest will look something like this:
Turkey Pot Pie (made two last night, so one will be dinner on Tuesday)
Baked Spaghetti with Spinach Wheat noodles
Hamburgers
Grilled Cheese with Bean Soup
We shall see though. This is DH's last week off of school (semester break) so we are trying to get this stupid pool cleared up and the garden worked on. I'm sure I'll be back to some cooking next week, especially since we are starting to get vegetables in that have to be prepared/put away. My kitchen and I will be getting REAL friendly here soon.
McFatty Monday
Do you ever go shopping and buy a few (or several) new things? Do you wake up on a Monday morning not minding the week ahead because you are excited about the new clothes you get to wear? I forgot how good that felt. Two months back I raided my mom’s and sister’s closets looking for smaller clothes. It felt great wearing my “skinny” pants and new (to me) shirts that were fitted & smaller but I have not really been shopping since losing the weight. (minus one dress I bought courtesy of my blog girls gift card for my birthday)..
Armed with birthday money & gift cards (and my husband with a cattle prod as I hate spending money), I finally bought some new clothes. (Oy Vey did I spend the money!) I should do fashion show reminiscent of Blair’s “dress me” posts! LOL I came home with: new dress, black sweater, handkerchief top, hippie top, 3 sets of jewelry to coordinate, 2 pairs of shoes and 5 pair of sassy underwear. Sadly, no bottoms. I was looking for a brown pair of Capri pants and maybe a black pair, but they didn’t have any I liked. Everything is distressed jeans! UGH!
Last night, I gave myself a fresh mani/pedi. This morning I actually hot rolled my hair. Armed with my new black and white handkerchief top with yellow trim, yellow accessories, black sweater, slim black dress pants and new black leather/cork sandals and smoky eye shadow I trotted into work feeling very sissified and ready to conquer a Monday.
Then it got BETTER! I hopped on the scales and I’m back down to my low weight. (46 lbs down, 1 pounds away from goal). I’ve been fighting 3-4 pounds for awhile now. I finally kicked its butt and I hope this is just the beginning.
If I can keep up the exercise and energy aspect, I think I can easily plow past my goal. I would love to drop another pant size. I’m right on the verge where I can get into them but they give me camel toe. LOL
This weekend was a marathon of shopping with the in-laws while they were in town (we have a lot more/better stores). Saturday night, I ached from all the walking. Yesterday was more shopping and errands, weeding, staking/stringing tomatoes, picking garden, cleaning pool plus household chores. Exhausting! I think being super active though is what lost the weight. It sure wasn’t my spinach lasagna and McDonald’s Milkshake or the Fountain Coke I had!
Sometimes I think we just have to take the time and live. Change it up so your body doesn’t get too comfortable, but keep on. Don’t give up and slip into old routines because what I’ve learned on this extended plateau is even though I’m not losing, I’m maintaining without trying by sticking to simple changes. And that is an accomplishment that has kept me sane.
And BTW Blair, You are definately not the only one that thinks about food all day. I WAKE UP in the morning thinking about lunch and as soon as I'm done eating that, I'm mentally preparing dinner. On days like today, when its Menu Monday on my FOOD blog (hello, thinking about food all the time there), I think about food non stop, all day long. It's normal.
Armed with birthday money & gift cards (and my husband with a cattle prod as I hate spending money), I finally bought some new clothes. (Oy Vey did I spend the money!) I should do fashion show reminiscent of Blair’s “dress me” posts! LOL I came home with: new dress, black sweater, handkerchief top, hippie top, 3 sets of jewelry to coordinate, 2 pairs of shoes and 5 pair of sassy underwear. Sadly, no bottoms. I was looking for a brown pair of Capri pants and maybe a black pair, but they didn’t have any I liked. Everything is distressed jeans! UGH!
Last night, I gave myself a fresh mani/pedi. This morning I actually hot rolled my hair. Armed with my new black and white handkerchief top with yellow trim, yellow accessories, black sweater, slim black dress pants and new black leather/cork sandals and smoky eye shadow I trotted into work feeling very sissified and ready to conquer a Monday.
Then it got BETTER! I hopped on the scales and I’m back down to my low weight. (46 lbs down, 1 pounds away from goal). I’ve been fighting 3-4 pounds for awhile now. I finally kicked its butt and I hope this is just the beginning.
If I can keep up the exercise and energy aspect, I think I can easily plow past my goal. I would love to drop another pant size. I’m right on the verge where I can get into them but they give me camel toe. LOL
This weekend was a marathon of shopping with the in-laws while they were in town (we have a lot more/better stores). Saturday night, I ached from all the walking. Yesterday was more shopping and errands, weeding, staking/stringing tomatoes, picking garden, cleaning pool plus household chores. Exhausting! I think being super active though is what lost the weight. It sure wasn’t my spinach lasagna and McDonald’s Milkshake or the Fountain Coke I had!
Sometimes I think we just have to take the time and live. Change it up so your body doesn’t get too comfortable, but keep on. Don’t give up and slip into old routines because what I’ve learned on this extended plateau is even though I’m not losing, I’m maintaining without trying by sticking to simple changes. And that is an accomplishment that has kept me sane.
And BTW Blair, You are definately not the only one that thinks about food all day. I WAKE UP in the morning thinking about lunch and as soon as I'm done eating that, I'm mentally preparing dinner. On days like today, when its Menu Monday on my FOOD blog (hello, thinking about food all the time there), I think about food non stop, all day long. It's normal.
Friday, June 4, 2010
Blueberry Sonker
Growing up, I always looked forward to peach season. I LOVE peaches. They are probably one of my favorite fruits. There was something else about peach season I loved: Dessert. My momma was never one to bake desserts often. She could bake, don’t get me wrong, but it was for special occasions. She was a busy woman with two unruly girls to raise, gardens, farming, house and yard and a family business to deal with. So baking desserts wasn’t high priority and truth be told, none of us needed it anyway.
Oh the peaches though. We would get a box on the way home from the beach and we would have peach EVERYTHING. Peach ice cream, peaches in milk, peaches on cereal and Peach Cobbler were the highlights of childhood summers (okay, that and watermelon but that’s an entirely different story). My momma made the most delicious peach cobbler that she called Easy Pie. Boy was it easy. It was one of the first things I remember making with her and it can be added to and changed at ease (a little vanilla, a little cinnamon and nutmeg, a mix of berries etc).
Since I’ve grown up, I still make it but have learned a few things. It’s not just peaches that go well with this dish. It’s any soft fruit. I’ve also recently discovered (thanks to my momma) that this pie has a real name. Fruit pies made like this are called Sonkers. Sonkers is a name completely indigenous to the Mt. Airy, North Carolina area and expands out from there. (That’s Mayberry, as in Andy Griffith to ya’ll). They actually have a Sonker Festival every year complete with Pies of all size and fruit, blue grass music etc. that benefits one of the historical homes in the area.
There are several variations of the traditional Sonker and some argument about what the original was! Some use old biscuits and juicy blackberries. Still other’s make a deep dish fruit pie with dumplings. The most well known is the Easy Pie version.
I’m THRILLED and I am TOTALLY going to go this year. October 2nd. Mark your calendars if you are anywhere close to the area or planning a trip to “my neck of the woods.” I will report back on all the various ways of the Sonker and what is my favorite (though I doubt I will find one to rival my Momma’s but that’s pure sentiment…just don’t tell her that!)
Blueberry Sonker
Ingredients:
2 cups Sugar
2 Cups Self-Rising Flour
2 Cups milk
2 sticks of butter
1 pint Fresh Blueberries
Directions:
Heat oven to 350 degrees. Place butter in a 9 x 13 casserole dish. Melt butter in heated oven. Whisk sugar into melted butter (right in the dish). Add Flour. Slowly whisk in milk. Pour fruit evenly over the top.
Bake for about 40 minutes or until bread is golden brown on top. Enjoy!
As I play with different versions of the Sonker I will definitely post them!
Oh the peaches though. We would get a box on the way home from the beach and we would have peach EVERYTHING. Peach ice cream, peaches in milk, peaches on cereal and Peach Cobbler were the highlights of childhood summers (okay, that and watermelon but that’s an entirely different story). My momma made the most delicious peach cobbler that she called Easy Pie. Boy was it easy. It was one of the first things I remember making with her and it can be added to and changed at ease (a little vanilla, a little cinnamon and nutmeg, a mix of berries etc).
Since I’ve grown up, I still make it but have learned a few things. It’s not just peaches that go well with this dish. It’s any soft fruit. I’ve also recently discovered (thanks to my momma) that this pie has a real name. Fruit pies made like this are called Sonkers. Sonkers is a name completely indigenous to the Mt. Airy, North Carolina area and expands out from there. (That’s Mayberry, as in Andy Griffith to ya’ll). They actually have a Sonker Festival every year complete with Pies of all size and fruit, blue grass music etc. that benefits one of the historical homes in the area.
There are several variations of the traditional Sonker and some argument about what the original was! Some use old biscuits and juicy blackberries. Still other’s make a deep dish fruit pie with dumplings. The most well known is the Easy Pie version.
I’m THRILLED and I am TOTALLY going to go this year. October 2nd. Mark your calendars if you are anywhere close to the area or planning a trip to “my neck of the woods.” I will report back on all the various ways of the Sonker and what is my favorite (though I doubt I will find one to rival my Momma’s but that’s pure sentiment…just don’t tell her that!)
Blueberry Sonker
Ingredients:
2 cups Sugar
2 Cups Self-Rising Flour
2 Cups milk
2 sticks of butter
1 pint Fresh Blueberries
Directions:
Heat oven to 350 degrees. Place butter in a 9 x 13 casserole dish. Melt butter in heated oven. Whisk sugar into melted butter (right in the dish). Add Flour. Slowly whisk in milk. Pour fruit evenly over the top.
Bake for about 40 minutes or until bread is golden brown on top. Enjoy!
As I play with different versions of the Sonker I will definitely post them!
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Menu Monday (day late)
Yesterday was Memorial Day, so instead of posting for Menu Monday, I used the holiday to remember those who are brave enough to die for us and spend time with friends. I had intended to work in the garden but unexpected rain prevented that course of action. This week is full of comfort foods with a focus on green vegetables and using what I have plus fresh foods from the farmer’s market.
Memorial Day: Grilled Steaks and Zuchini sticks, potato salad, and blueberry cobbler (and chocolate chip cookies, but I didn’t make them so I can’t claim them! LOL)
Chicken Pot Pie
Broccoli Casserole with Roasted chicken
Spinach Gratins with Turkey Meatloaf
And I always have a back up plan if I don’t feel like a certain meal one night. This weeks back up plan are two items I didn’t get to make this past weekend:
Blueberry Pancakes
Grilled cheese with leftover Bean soup (it’s in the freezer).
Baking:
(maybe, I don’t think I will have time)
Mint Chocolate Chip Brownies
Or
Orange Chocolate chip Scones
Memorial Day: Grilled Steaks and Zuchini sticks, potato salad, and blueberry cobbler (and chocolate chip cookies, but I didn’t make them so I can’t claim them! LOL)
Chicken Pot Pie
Broccoli Casserole with Roasted chicken
Spinach Gratins with Turkey Meatloaf
And I always have a back up plan if I don’t feel like a certain meal one night. This weeks back up plan are two items I didn’t get to make this past weekend:
Blueberry Pancakes
Grilled cheese with leftover Bean soup (it’s in the freezer).
Baking:
(maybe, I don’t think I will have time)
Mint Chocolate Chip Brownies
Or
Orange Chocolate chip Scones
McFatty Monday (a day late)
I admit it, I didn’t really watch what I ate this weekend. I took a Holiday Break for a long weekend. I took a Holiday break for a long weekend. Two Things:
1)Even when not consciously dieting I’ve made healthy changes that stuck.
a) was still conscious of my water intake or lack thereof
b) still watched portions
c) when healthier options were available I went for those without thought
d) chocolate chip cookies are and forever will be my weakness
2) I didn’t gain. I didn’t lose but I didn’t gain.
I’m still hovering 4 lbs away from my goal 2 months later. I’ve been on this plateau for 2 MONTHS. Up and down these 3 pounds. What that tells me is I’ve made the changes and lost all I’m going to on those changes alone. Now I’ve got to step up the plate and make additional changes and exercise more. That’s the only way I will drop this weight, but I also know that I CAN take holiday weekends off to enjoy food with friends and family and not undo everything I’ve worked for. It’s nice to know that.
I think a part of me let the fact that my body was in a tumultuous state last month due to the Clomid and Metformin, mess with my head. As in, “I shouldn’t try too hard to diet because the drugs are counteracting that and I can’t lose weight if I get pregnant anyway. Maybe this is my month.” Well, it wasn’t my month, and I wasted a month with that kind of thinking.
I’ve got to give up this constant frame of mind that “this is my month.” Because let’s be honest, its been three years and I’ve only had ONE “this is my month.” I’m not giving up, by any means, but I can’t put my life back on hold because we are trying with drugs again, because it may not work. It may be the next set of drugs or what have you. I can’t keep putting off going further in my weight loss efforts because I’m focusing on the pregnancy efforts. I have to learn to coincide with those because my weight doesn’t end with pregnancy. I still have to manage it very severely and eat well to avoid gestational diabetes and complications. I KNOW this. I’m prepared for this (as much as I can be). There is just a disconnection in my brain with the whole focusing on more than one aspect of my life at a time. I can’t quite get working on Weight AND pregnancy. I can only seem to focus on one at a time and its throwing me off.
This week I'm focusing on reducing the carbs, cutting back on portions a little bit more and exercise.
1)Even when not consciously dieting I’ve made healthy changes that stuck.
a) was still conscious of my water intake or lack thereof
b) still watched portions
c) when healthier options were available I went for those without thought
d) chocolate chip cookies are and forever will be my weakness
2) I didn’t gain. I didn’t lose but I didn’t gain.
I’m still hovering 4 lbs away from my goal 2 months later. I’ve been on this plateau for 2 MONTHS. Up and down these 3 pounds. What that tells me is I’ve made the changes and lost all I’m going to on those changes alone. Now I’ve got to step up the plate and make additional changes and exercise more. That’s the only way I will drop this weight, but I also know that I CAN take holiday weekends off to enjoy food with friends and family and not undo everything I’ve worked for. It’s nice to know that.
I think a part of me let the fact that my body was in a tumultuous state last month due to the Clomid and Metformin, mess with my head. As in, “I shouldn’t try too hard to diet because the drugs are counteracting that and I can’t lose weight if I get pregnant anyway. Maybe this is my month.” Well, it wasn’t my month, and I wasted a month with that kind of thinking.
I’ve got to give up this constant frame of mind that “this is my month.” Because let’s be honest, its been three years and I’ve only had ONE “this is my month.” I’m not giving up, by any means, but I can’t put my life back on hold because we are trying with drugs again, because it may not work. It may be the next set of drugs or what have you. I can’t keep putting off going further in my weight loss efforts because I’m focusing on the pregnancy efforts. I have to learn to coincide with those because my weight doesn’t end with pregnancy. I still have to manage it very severely and eat well to avoid gestational diabetes and complications. I KNOW this. I’m prepared for this (as much as I can be). There is just a disconnection in my brain with the whole focusing on more than one aspect of my life at a time. I can’t quite get working on Weight AND pregnancy. I can only seem to focus on one at a time and its throwing me off.
This week I'm focusing on reducing the carbs, cutting back on portions a little bit more and exercise.
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