Back to work means less online time because I don' t have sanctioned internet access at work. I only have work internet access at work and, being the middle child that I am, I only use it for work. Well, I did look up the dentist's phone number online one day when I couldn't find it in my phone, but no blogging.
I like Core. I do. It's healthy, it's easy-ish, it's a nice change. That being said. I am not comfortable with Core. I like my points range. I like counting. I love a journal. It's weird to write "I ate carrots and celery until I was just satisfied, not uncomfortably full." It doesn't work for me. So I don't journal and I miss that.
I should admit upfront that I have a problem with journals and pens. A very serious addiction. I search high and low for the perfect pen. The perfect, fine point blue ink pen and the perfect, fine point black ink pen. I have hundreds of pens, which were promising at first, maybe because of the case, but turned out to not write correctly. I have favorites that are utilitarian but not pretty that I fall back on. It's a never ending journey.
I also love journals. Spiral bound with pretty covers. Or funny covers. I've tried the WW type, with the lines and all the HG's printed on to check off. And I do like those features, but the covers leave a lot to be desired. And sometimes the quality of the paper isn't compatible with the pen Du Jour. I hate when the ink feathers or splotches. And I'm not a fan of wide ruled. I prefer college ruled. But I have been lured into buying a wide ruled journal with a pretty cover. And I try to like it, but I never do.
Unhealthy obsession to stationery supplies aside, another problem I have with Core is fat free cheese. I hate fat free dairy. It's not yummy. The cheese does not melt properly. It's not good. I don't mind low fat. It's still got some ability to melt properly and doesn't taste bad or of plastic. I can't bring myself to use fat free dairy.
I also do not use artificial sweeteners. I do not think that they are particularly healthy. That is just my personal opinion. I think in moderation, real sugar is healthier. So I also won't use artificial sweeteners.
Because fat free dairy and artificial sweeteners are staples of the Core way of life, what I do cannot be call Core. Also, I want something to track in my journal. So, I will do something closer to Flore, a mixture of the Core principals while counting points. Healthy, whole foods, with low fat dairy, and real sugar as needed.
Now, off to buy a new pen(s) and journal(s)!
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Day 3
Life in the Core lane has been a little slow going. There are a few obstacles in the way right now.
I can't drive yet. Not until tomorrow. So that makes it hard to grocery shop. When I was still very, very sore and recovering in bed, I sent my husband for a few items. Some soup. Some white soda (this was pre-Core and post operation and, at the time, presently, nauseated from pain meds). Some fruit. He managed the soup and the soda just fine. Just fine. I was so proud. And then came the fruit. *sigh* He's very cute.
He brought home 3 green organic bananas. I don't buy organic bananas. Not to offend the organic who read this, but I see no point in buying organic bananas. The peel comes off. The fruit is protected inside.
And they are like 30 times as expensive as regular bananas.
The point is, even with a list, I cannot send my husband to the grocery store.
My dad took me to the store the other night. Have you ever been shopping with a 72 year old man? It was the world's quickest trip. Bare necessities. I endured endless debate on my choices and how much more money it cost where we were than at the other stores in town. And I still didn't get any bananas. Because they were $.69 at the superstore we were at and he can get them for $.47 somewhere and it wasn't worth the argument. So I left them there.
I've managed to make good choices with what I have available. Like some nice turkey chili tonight.
But, I am DYING to be in a store on my own.
And, no, please don't suggest hubby driving me. I'd have to take the kids too. Have you ever shopped with kids? I know some people do it, but they cannot possibly enjoy it. I know I don't enjoy when other people shop with their kids.
Or their husbands. Have you seen these people? They stand, open mouthed, together in front of whatever I am trying to find, debating the merits of brand A over brand B. Like neither one of them can make a decision without the other. Or she demurs to him. "What do you want, sweetie? I like this, but it's up to you." Ugh. If you have to do that, come to the store at 11 pm when I will be asleep, because I do not want to have to watch that. My husband eats whatever I feed him and is happy to have it. Sure, I throw him a bone now and again. I fix his favorites, and he doesn't suffer. But mostly he doesn't bug me to go shopping. And I really love him for it.
I can't drive yet. Not until tomorrow. So that makes it hard to grocery shop. When I was still very, very sore and recovering in bed, I sent my husband for a few items. Some soup. Some white soda (this was pre-Core and post operation and, at the time, presently, nauseated from pain meds). Some fruit. He managed the soup and the soda just fine. Just fine. I was so proud. And then came the fruit. *sigh* He's very cute.
He brought home 3 green organic bananas. I don't buy organic bananas. Not to offend the organic who read this, but I see no point in buying organic bananas. The peel comes off. The fruit is protected inside.
And they are like 30 times as expensive as regular bananas.
The point is, even with a list, I cannot send my husband to the grocery store.
My dad took me to the store the other night. Have you ever been shopping with a 72 year old man? It was the world's quickest trip. Bare necessities. I endured endless debate on my choices and how much more money it cost where we were than at the other stores in town. And I still didn't get any bananas. Because they were $.69 at the superstore we were at and he can get them for $.47 somewhere and it wasn't worth the argument. So I left them there.
I've managed to make good choices with what I have available. Like some nice turkey chili tonight.
But, I am DYING to be in a store on my own.
And, no, please don't suggest hubby driving me. I'd have to take the kids too. Have you ever shopped with kids? I know some people do it, but they cannot possibly enjoy it. I know I don't enjoy when other people shop with their kids.
Or their husbands. Have you seen these people? They stand, open mouthed, together in front of whatever I am trying to find, debating the merits of brand A over brand B. Like neither one of them can make a decision without the other. Or she demurs to him. "What do you want, sweetie? I like this, but it's up to you." Ugh. If you have to do that, come to the store at 11 pm when I will be asleep, because I do not want to have to watch that. My husband eats whatever I feed him and is happy to have it. Sure, I throw him a bone now and again. I fix his favorites, and he doesn't suffer. But mostly he doesn't bug me to go shopping. And I really love him for it.
Monday, October 06, 2008
New week, new day
Alright, so I'm kicking off the new program by making a purchase!
Yes, because in these hard, uncertain economic times it would be foolish not to spend some money, right? Right? But what if I tell you that spending said money will pay for itself in the long run? You'd think I had been trapped at a party by some Amway salespeople or cornered by an Airbonne rep at the grocery. You'd be wrong.
I am going to finally purchase a food processor. It's not because I love kitchen gadgets. It's not because I get an inane rush from the smell of new electrics. From pulling out the cardboard and opening all the individual plastic bags over the parts. From..... Huh? Where was I?
No, I can use a food processor. Many of the recipes I have been perusing and saving to my computer have the words food processor in them. So I need it. Well, technically, need is a strong word, and some (re: my husband and my father) would say it is an incorrect word. But they are not here, at the start of my eating revolution! (Yeah, revolution is a strong word because a true revolutionist would toss the bag of Halloween sized Kit Kat bars in the kitchen. In my defense, it has been here for TWELVE whole hours and I have not eaten one.)
So, now all I have to do is pick the one that gives me the most bang for my buck. Three guesses as to how I will spend the rest of my day!
Yes, because in these hard, uncertain economic times it would be foolish not to spend some money, right? Right? But what if I tell you that spending said money will pay for itself in the long run? You'd think I had been trapped at a party by some Amway salespeople or cornered by an Airbonne rep at the grocery. You'd be wrong.
I am going to finally purchase a food processor. It's not because I love kitchen gadgets. It's not because I get an inane rush from the smell of new electrics. From pulling out the cardboard and opening all the individual plastic bags over the parts. From..... Huh? Where was I?
No, I can use a food processor. Many of the recipes I have been perusing and saving to my computer have the words food processor in them. So I need it. Well, technically, need is a strong word, and some (re: my husband and my father) would say it is an incorrect word. But they are not here, at the start of my eating revolution! (Yeah, revolution is a strong word because a true revolutionist would toss the bag of Halloween sized Kit Kat bars in the kitchen. In my defense, it has been here for TWELVE whole hours and I have not eaten one.)
So, now all I have to do is pick the one that gives me the most bang for my buck. Three guesses as to how I will spend the rest of my day!
Sunday, October 05, 2008
Starting again
Well, I've turned 39 and I've got 10 months until the big 4-0, so now is the time to get back to goal and on track. It's my mission in the next 10 months to get to goal and strengthen and tone my body in time for my 40's.
I've recently had my gall bladder out. And that makes this the perfect time to adjust my eating ways. I'm eating too much processed food. I stay within my points but the quality of what I eat is not so good. So, since I have to concentrate on a low fat diet (bye-bye helpful gall bladder, friendly organ that helps to digest fatty food), I'm going to go Core! Yay!
Alright, that was half-hearted because I love cheese dip and appetizers and chips and dips and all things salty and fatty. *sigh* But would I rather forego these things or have intestinal issues? Hmmm.....
I'm thinking! Hold on....
*sigh*
Anywho, here's to the start of a healthier (cheese dip free - for the most part) me.
I've recently had my gall bladder out. And that makes this the perfect time to adjust my eating ways. I'm eating too much processed food. I stay within my points but the quality of what I eat is not so good. So, since I have to concentrate on a low fat diet (bye-bye helpful gall bladder, friendly organ that helps to digest fatty food), I'm going to go Core! Yay!
Alright, that was half-hearted because I love cheese dip and appetizers and chips and dips and all things salty and fatty. *sigh* But would I rather forego these things or have intestinal issues? Hmmm.....
I'm thinking! Hold on....
*sigh*
Anywho, here's to the start of a healthier (cheese dip free - for the most part) me.
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