Thank you for the lovely comments on my last post — you are all just too, too sweet!!

 

To begin, I present you with…

PBJ pancakes

1/3 c Aunt Jemima whole wheat pancake mix, 2 t All Whites, and 1/2 T peanut butter.  I did try to do this the conventional way (as in, using a pan on the stove instead of the microwave), since I was plopping a dollop of raspberry preserves in the middle of each pancake, but apparently my pancake-flipping skills are beyond abysmal.  I reverted back to the microwave for the last one!  I hate having a started cup of All Whites in the refrigerator, because inevitably someone knocks it over, so I “scrambled” them in the microwave with cinnamon and Splenda.  (Yes, most people use salt and pepper.  I don’t.  :p)

 

I must say, considering that I got dressed before 4.30 AM, it is quite impressive that I managed to do it at all!!

love embellished pockets

matchy...

 

VERY matchy-matchy!!!!

Today was a “Hugh Jass” day in every sense of the word.  On my way home from the urologist, I stopped off at what I call The Muffin Man… that isn’t actually what this bakery is called, but they have a huge variety of sugar-free (as in, naturally sweetened), fat-free muffins.  It isn’t exactly next door to me, so I wound up getting a dozen (!!!) different flavors and freezing all but one of them.  (Sounds simple, but oh, the agony involved in deciding which one that would be!!  I’m so indecisive it’s ridiculous.)

muffins

Got to label them all so I know what’s what!!  Off the top of my head, I think I bought blueberry, cherry, oat bran, marble white chocolate chip, corn, chocolate chocolate chip, chocolate white chocolate chip, marble chocolate chip, apple cinnamon, cappuccino chocolate chip, carrot, and bran.  Wow, I think that’s all of them!  Here is just exactly how Hugh Jass the bran muffin was.

yikes.

Hmm, maybe that doesn’t quite do it justice.  Let me try this again.

YIKES.

I was also very brave, because I am hardly ever at home for lunch, and I wanted to have a salad that I made instead of got from a salad bar.  The bravery here is that salad probably qualifies as “solid” food… and my jaw was not very happy about this whole “chewing on one side” thing.  Ah, well.  It was truly of Hugh Jass proportions.  More chewing for me!

romaine, alfalfa sprouts, broccoli, cauliflower, carrots, veggie protein link, honey dijon vinaigrette

About the urologist… basically, I went through all of this fuss to find out that I have a small bladder (which I could have told you myself) and tense muscles.  Thank you.  There is nothing wrong with me.  Not that I want there to be anything wrong with me, you understand, but I just was hoping for more of an explanation, if you know what I mean.

 

I mentioned in this post the veggie burgers with which I fell in love… so, naturally, they’re impossible to find now.  I was hoarding my last two, and then today my dad told me that he was eating one of them so I should stay on top of it.  My reaction to this was probably way extreme, but I was very very upset!!  First of all, it is not my job to “stay on top of” his food supply; and I know it’s crazy to get so upset about it, but I can’t help it — it wouldn’t be a big deal if I could buy more of them, but I can’t.  Along those lines, more cousins are staying in my house, and they finished off some of my cereal.  This isn’t as irritating as the time when a cousin finished my cinnamon Kashi Mighty Bites, which was already discontinued, because I can buy more; but it does annoy me a little bit.  Is it just me who thinks this, or is it a little rude to finish something in someone else’s house?? …There will be cousins here throughout the weekend and through the middle of next week.  Can you tell I am stressed out by this?!  (Kind of a rhetorical question, I suppose.)  It seems like someone always barges in when I’m eating, which makes me feel so self-conscious, because beyond the general anxiety I get from eating around people, it really seems like I am always eating.  Well, hmmm.  That part is actually true.

Okay… I’m sorry about that meandering little downer… I’ve noticed that that tends to happen to me when I just sit with myself for a period of time, especially when I’m “feeling fat” like I do now.  I start to overthink things and ruminate on all these depressing (for me) topics, and, well, surprise surprise, the result is that I wind up feeling depressed!  How’s this for a downer — it’s back to work tomorrow!!  Oh, well, at least it’s Friday…