Apparently, my body didn’t get that particular memo. It also didn’t get the memo that the average person falls asleep in seven minutes. For once in my life, I’m above average, but I don’t want to be! Going to sleep after midnight and waking up at 5.00 AM is not a good combination.
Some things that happened during this seriously interminable day… Nature’s Path Peanut Choco Granola Bars:
It was pretty similar to the Peanut Buddy flavor! Huge chunks of peanuts, but the taste wasn’t too nutty. I couldn’t really detect the chocolate, though, beyond its texture.
Romaine, roasted Brussels sprouts, tofu steak, roasted kabocha. Clearly, I set off my smoke alarm. What’s life without some of that? But unlike my last subpar kabocha, this one was perfectly “dry” and flaky, just the way I like it. I didn’t like that I had to peel it, but I get a little freaked out sometimes about eating the skin of non-organic vegetables, especially if they’re grown in Mexico!
Moophrey burger (with steamed broccoli, carrots and cauliflower, and bulgur with garlic salt) … the flavor of this is fine, but the texture is just so strange! It’s kind of … stringy. I just can’t get used to it. But I probably will buy it again at some point since I don’t really have much of a variety to choose from…
Verbal vomit! Not too much of it, since I feel like I’m regurgitating (no pun intended!) the same words over and over again. But I am practically making myself dizzy from spinning in these circles. I saw my nutritionist tonight. Most of the time, when I leave after my appointment I’m sure I’ll be 100% compliant, but that almost never ends up happening. I don’t know where all that will goes, but I am apparently incapable of doing anything that is supposedly for my own good. Because I am, evidently, nothing but a big fat wuss. Since we’re such forward-thinking people, my nutritionist informed me that I need to be at X weight before she goes away for the summer, “And you’re not even close.” I have no idea where I am according to her, but her definition of “close” tends to vary depending upon whether we’re going up or down, so I don’t know what to make of this. It didn’t help that it came after a total “fat day.” They seem to happen far too often.
As an aside, I make no secret of how desperately my mental health depends on my moving out. Yeah, most people in my community live at home until they get married. But most people actually get married. There is a greater chance of finding ice cubes in hell than there is the possibility that any half-sane person will ever want to marry me, so that would effectively have me living with my parents forever. Which is not going to happen, since I refuse to allow it. My sister told me today that if I move out, it will “kill” my mom. Since when do I need to sacrifice my sanity to cure her empty nest syndrome?!
Just a couple of bits of “business” …
First, is anyone else having weird problems uploading pictures to WordPress? Sometimes when I first upload it, all I see is a red X, but if I click to insert it into the post, the picture shows up. Strange.
Second, I really want to try Kashi’s Heart to Heart Warm Cinnamon Oat cereal. I’ve had no success in locating a box with a kosher symbol on it. It would be this one, near the net weight at the bottom of the box:
Anyway, I’ve e-mailed Kashi about this several times. I understand that it takes time for the new boxes to hit store shelves, but for heaven’s sake, this has been going on for months now! If you happen to have a box of this cereal lying around, would you mind checking whether it has the symbol on it? And if it does — where on earth did you find it?!
Have a lovely Tuesday; here’s to hoping it doesn’t crawl by like Monday did.
“To know all is not to forgive all. It is to despise everybody.”
(I thought I’d end on a nice cheerful note!)