Weight: 238
Loss: 1.5
Total gone: 44.5!
Woo-hoo!
8.24.2009
8.23.2009
Week 28 Menus
Monday:Orange Chicken, baked yams, salad
Tuesday: Twice-Baked Potatoes, Salad, Cottage Cheese
Wednesday:Chicken Stroganoff, green beans, salad
Thursday: Cola Ham, Scalloped Potatoes (Betty Crocker), salad
Friday: Crockpot breakfast, bacon, salsa
Saturday: Leftover Ham, Scalloped Potatoes, salad
Sunday: Hamburgers, baked fries, salad
Breakfast:
Kellogg's Complete (bran flakes) and Fiber One
Lunch:
tuna salad, sandwiches, mini pizzas (made with sandwich thins or 1-pt English muffins)
salads, baby carrots
Snacks:
fruit: apples, bananas, etc., breakfast cookies
Tuesday: Twice-Baked Potatoes, Salad, Cottage Cheese
Wednesday:Chicken Stroganoff, green beans, salad
Thursday: Cola Ham, Scalloped Potatoes (Betty Crocker), salad
Friday: Crockpot breakfast, bacon, salsa
Saturday: Leftover Ham, Scalloped Potatoes, salad
Sunday: Hamburgers, baked fries, salad
Breakfast:
Kellogg's Complete (bran flakes) and Fiber One
Lunch:
tuna salad, sandwiches, mini pizzas (made with sandwich thins or 1-pt English muffins)
salads, baby carrots
Snacks:
fruit: apples, bananas, etc., breakfast cookies
Orange Chicken
Orange Chicken
main meals
POINTS® Value: 7
Servings: 3
Ingredients
3 breast(s) uncooked boneless, skinless chicken breast
1/2 tsp ground ginger
1 tsp table salt
1 tsp black pepper
8 fl oz Tropicana Pure Premium Orange juice
2 cup(s) scallion(s)
2 cup(s) orange sections
Instructions
Put chicken, ginger, salt, pepper & orange juice in crockpot and cook on low 6 hours.
Top with orange slices and green onions.
Serve over rice and noodles for additional points.
main meals
POINTS® Value: 7
Servings: 3
Ingredients
3 breast(s) uncooked boneless, skinless chicken breast
1/2 tsp ground ginger
1 tsp table salt
1 tsp black pepper
8 fl oz Tropicana Pure Premium Orange juice
2 cup(s) scallion(s)
2 cup(s) orange sections
Instructions
Put chicken, ginger, salt, pepper & orange juice in crockpot and cook on low 6 hours.
Top with orange slices and green onions.
Serve over rice and noodles for additional points.
Cookin'
When I started this blog, every week I shared our dinner menu plan. Somewhere along the line, I got hit or miss with posting it. Somewhere along the line I started getting a little, um, afraid to post because we're not clean eaters. Yes, we still eat some processed foods. All the clean eaters out there kind of intimidated me. I was afraid of being judged.
Some of the processed foods in our cupboard:
Baked Sour Cream and Onion chips
Baked Tostitos
(There are also real Sour Cream and Onion Chips, which my boys eat on occasion.)
Velveeta Light. What is in Velveeta, anyway? It's not really even a cheese, but it's so good.
Tuna Helper--my son loves it. (Well, we all do.)
LF and FF cheeses--I learned the trick to combine both and it works wonderfully! I've never had an issue with either of these products, but my friend rages about how unhealthy they are.
FF Mayo--the only time we use mayo is for tuna salad
Nestle's No Sugar Added Chocolate Milk Mix
Fiber One Cottage Cheese
Fat Free Half and Half for my coffee
There are others, but those are what pops into my mind.
You will not find any 100-calorie packs. I tried a few in the beginning and I found them laughable. The cupcakes! Three or four, the size of a quarter, for 1 pt? Are you kidding me? I go for filling foods. Plus, I'm very good at measuring out my own foods, so things like chips I buy in the big bag.
We now have fruit available. I have a bowl of apples on my counter in my pretty vintage Fire King tulip bowl. We go through so many apples that I no loner bother to refrigerate them. Bananas, melons, even some canned fruit. We have salads a lot. Every day. We are incorporating more vegetables, although my son does not like them.
We check for high fructose corn syrup now. While I use diet bread (yes, another processed food), my boys eat wheat bread with no HFCS.
What I'm trying to say is this: We're not perfect, clean eaters. I don't know that we ever will be. Yet, the way we eat is 180 degrees different than how we ate before I started this journey. Have a carb? Sure, just make sure to have a protein with it. Get in the WW recommended amount of fruits and veggies? You bet, or even more than their recommendations. I still can't hit Richard Simmons' recommended amounts, but the point is I did not eat vegetables every day before this journey. Sometimes I wouldn't eat any in a week!
I've been thinking a lot about MizFit's motto: Unapologetically Myself. This is who I am, this is who we are, and judge if you must, but it is what it is. We are always striving to be healthier, to eliminate bad stuff, but we're not perfect. Nor will we ever be. Perfect=bad is my new saying.
I need to find foods that will satisfy everyone, which makes things difficult. I have a husband who is a meat and potatoes guy--or actually just a low-carber. I have a son who wants to be a vegan and never eat an animal. Oh, it's stressful. I like tomato-based foods, pastas, sandwiches, soups, etc.
I also do not like to cook. I think that stems from the fact that when I go all out and prepare something, many times my husband doesn't like it. He's polite, will sit there and eat and not say a word. Sometimes I catch him putting stuff down the drain, even though he's trying to be discrete. Other times he's having a snack 15 minutes after supper. I find it frustrating. On the other hand, if I had to eat what he liked, I wouldn't be happy, either. Not one bit. So it's a balancing act.
Also, at the end of the day, I'm tired. I'm usually not wanting to stand and prepare food--I just want to sit and eat. (Another reason I'm fat!) We take turns cooking, and even my son joins in.
I've been online today looking for new recipes. I've kept in mind the food preferences of all of us, plus the ease factor for me. I have no problem throwing stuff in the crockpot in the morning. I also have no problem preparing something earlier in the day and throwing it into the oven later. I just don't like doing it at 5, as I'm tired.
I will start posting my menu plans again. I keep in mind that we are always improving, choosing healthier options. Yet, we will still use low fat cream of crap soups and other processed goodies. In moderation. The point is to make recipes healthier, which I've done.
Rome wasn't built in a day, and we have vastly improved, and will continue to do so. We'll find what works for us on this journey, and there's always room to tweak.
Some of the processed foods in our cupboard:
Baked Sour Cream and Onion chips
Baked Tostitos
(There are also real Sour Cream and Onion Chips, which my boys eat on occasion.)
Velveeta Light. What is in Velveeta, anyway? It's not really even a cheese, but it's so good.
Tuna Helper--my son loves it. (Well, we all do.)
LF and FF cheeses--I learned the trick to combine both and it works wonderfully! I've never had an issue with either of these products, but my friend rages about how unhealthy they are.
FF Mayo--the only time we use mayo is for tuna salad
Nestle's No Sugar Added Chocolate Milk Mix
Fiber One Cottage Cheese
Fat Free Half and Half for my coffee
There are others, but those are what pops into my mind.
You will not find any 100-calorie packs. I tried a few in the beginning and I found them laughable. The cupcakes! Three or four, the size of a quarter, for 1 pt? Are you kidding me? I go for filling foods. Plus, I'm very good at measuring out my own foods, so things like chips I buy in the big bag.
We now have fruit available. I have a bowl of apples on my counter in my pretty vintage Fire King tulip bowl. We go through so many apples that I no loner bother to refrigerate them. Bananas, melons, even some canned fruit. We have salads a lot. Every day. We are incorporating more vegetables, although my son does not like them.
We check for high fructose corn syrup now. While I use diet bread (yes, another processed food), my boys eat wheat bread with no HFCS.
What I'm trying to say is this: We're not perfect, clean eaters. I don't know that we ever will be. Yet, the way we eat is 180 degrees different than how we ate before I started this journey. Have a carb? Sure, just make sure to have a protein with it. Get in the WW recommended amount of fruits and veggies? You bet, or even more than their recommendations. I still can't hit Richard Simmons' recommended amounts, but the point is I did not eat vegetables every day before this journey. Sometimes I wouldn't eat any in a week!
I've been thinking a lot about MizFit's motto: Unapologetically Myself. This is who I am, this is who we are, and judge if you must, but it is what it is. We are always striving to be healthier, to eliminate bad stuff, but we're not perfect. Nor will we ever be. Perfect=bad is my new saying.
I need to find foods that will satisfy everyone, which makes things difficult. I have a husband who is a meat and potatoes guy--or actually just a low-carber. I have a son who wants to be a vegan and never eat an animal. Oh, it's stressful. I like tomato-based foods, pastas, sandwiches, soups, etc.
I also do not like to cook. I think that stems from the fact that when I go all out and prepare something, many times my husband doesn't like it. He's polite, will sit there and eat and not say a word. Sometimes I catch him putting stuff down the drain, even though he's trying to be discrete. Other times he's having a snack 15 minutes after supper. I find it frustrating. On the other hand, if I had to eat what he liked, I wouldn't be happy, either. Not one bit. So it's a balancing act.
Also, at the end of the day, I'm tired. I'm usually not wanting to stand and prepare food--I just want to sit and eat. (Another reason I'm fat!) We take turns cooking, and even my son joins in.
I've been online today looking for new recipes. I've kept in mind the food preferences of all of us, plus the ease factor for me. I have no problem throwing stuff in the crockpot in the morning. I also have no problem preparing something earlier in the day and throwing it into the oven later. I just don't like doing it at 5, as I'm tired.
I will start posting my menu plans again. I keep in mind that we are always improving, choosing healthier options. Yet, we will still use low fat cream of crap soups and other processed goodies. In moderation. The point is to make recipes healthier, which I've done.
Rome wasn't built in a day, and we have vastly improved, and will continue to do so. We'll find what works for us on this journey, and there's always room to tweak.
8.22.2009
My Three Boys
My three border collies, after a round of fetch. They all drink out of the same water bowl, and I have yet to catch a photo of them all with their heads down. These boys keep us active. As the mom and domestic engineer in charge of the house, that means I have to vacuum daily to keep the hair at bay. If you look close, you'll see I haven't vacuumed yet today...there are hair bunnies on the floor. I love my fur babies.
8.21.2009
The Fair Fair (Two NSVs)
One half of our fair from the midway. Our fair gets smaller and smaller each year. We've decided that next year we won't go. We used to enter things in the fair, we've always gone, but year after year it dwindles to the point that there's very little offered. It's very sad. Every family who opts not to go in the future perpetuates the shrinkage, but it's expensive and I don't think it's worth the money anymore.
Here's a photo of my son on the Ferris Wheel. I had two startling realizations when I rode this with my boys.
First, as we were getting on, I whispered in my son's ear, "Sit on dad's side to balance the weight." So he did. The funny thing about that? My stinking thinking hasn't caught up to my weight reality. Right now my husband and I weigh the same amount. There's no balancing needed, aside from my 10-pound purse. (Or whatever it weighs.) Old thoughts and habits die hard.
Secondly, I need to admit I don't like fair rides. I find them anxiety producing. I don't like the Ferris Wheel. I usually squeeze my eyes shut, holding on to the bar in the middle. As if that's going to help if something were to happen! Last night I just got on, sat, chatted, pulled out my camera and took some shots and enjoyed. Halfway through the ride I interrupted and shouted: "I'm not nervous!" lol And I wasn't. And I enjoyed the ride.
Huh, me? How did that happen? I'm pretty happy about that.
Now to work on balancing my thinking. I weigh the same as my husband. !!! How long has it been since I've been able to say that? And the great thing? I will soon weigh less. That's how it's supposed to be.
I love this kid more than anything. Here he is, on top of the world.
The Fair Food
We ate at our local Mexican restaurant and really enjoyed our meal. I always guess at the points, and I think I'm fairly accurate as I've never had a gain after eating. I dutifully counted my chips out before eating them, loaded them with salsa, and enjoyed.
As we were leaving, my son got a shake. Hubby and son each got a funnel cake. They should have got one and shared it as hubs through half his away (that's why he's skinny!), and my son took only a few bites. He's nibbled on it off and on this morning. There's still 7/8ths of it left--that's why he's skinny.
I decided against donuts. I think hubby knew I really wanted a couple, so he bought a bag anyway. He made a very big mistake. He asked me to hold the bag as he paid for and got his funnel cake. The very second he passed me the bag, it was as if the whole world around me disappeared. I saw only the donuts in my hands. I heard nothing, I smelled only the donuts. I jokingly told him I heard the angels sing when he passed the bag.
I ate one. It was hot and it tasted so good. I decided I'd have two total. I ate the other. Yet, there was this bag in my hand. I couldn't resist. I had eaten four of them by the time I came out of my fog. I stood there watching, holding this warm bag of bliss in my hands, waiting for him to finish what he was doing. When he did, he asked me how many, I told him, and he snatched the bag out of my hands. At that point, I was fine. He didn't need to take the bag away, I was not going to eat anymore. Yet I came SO close. I ate double what I wanted, but I was still okay points wise--I figured it to be 8 points. (Thank goodness for flex points!) The instinct to snarf that entire bag was so strong and so overwhelming. It scared me.
I can eat at home fine. I can make wise choices at restaurants I cannot handle warm baked goods. So it was a win and a lose. I lose because I lost control for a few fleeting seconds. I honestly came very close to saying "What the hell" and eating a lot more than I did. I win because I snapped out of it pretty darned fast.
My history with baked goods is not good. Cakes, cookies, brownies, donuts...they all are a reason I got fat, because I cannot limit myself. That, plus I would down a lot of milk with the baked goodies. I do occasionally have a breakfast cookie, but aside from that, I have not had any of the sugary, fat-laden former friends of mine. I know I'm not quite strong enough to have that stuff around. I had half hoped that the donuts would taste like garbage. I had snuck a very small bite of a glazed donut my son had a month or so ago and it tasted disgusting. No such luck last night.
I know my limits, and I guess it was really a good thing that I did what I did. It was a great learning experience. I know that I'm seconds away from a binge if I make poor choices. I'm pretty determined and strong-willed, so I don't think I'll be making poor choices like that. I can guarantee you my hubby won't buy a bag of donuts again!
As we were leaving, my son got a shake. Hubby and son each got a funnel cake. They should have got one and shared it as hubs through half his away (that's why he's skinny!), and my son took only a few bites. He's nibbled on it off and on this morning. There's still 7/8ths of it left--that's why he's skinny.
I decided against donuts. I think hubby knew I really wanted a couple, so he bought a bag anyway. He made a very big mistake. He asked me to hold the bag as he paid for and got his funnel cake. The very second he passed me the bag, it was as if the whole world around me disappeared. I saw only the donuts in my hands. I heard nothing, I smelled only the donuts. I jokingly told him I heard the angels sing when he passed the bag.
I ate one. It was hot and it tasted so good. I decided I'd have two total. I ate the other. Yet, there was this bag in my hand. I couldn't resist. I had eaten four of them by the time I came out of my fog. I stood there watching, holding this warm bag of bliss in my hands, waiting for him to finish what he was doing. When he did, he asked me how many, I told him, and he snatched the bag out of my hands. At that point, I was fine. He didn't need to take the bag away, I was not going to eat anymore. Yet I came SO close. I ate double what I wanted, but I was still okay points wise--I figured it to be 8 points. (Thank goodness for flex points!) The instinct to snarf that entire bag was so strong and so overwhelming. It scared me.
I can eat at home fine. I can make wise choices at restaurants I cannot handle warm baked goods. So it was a win and a lose. I lose because I lost control for a few fleeting seconds. I honestly came very close to saying "What the hell" and eating a lot more than I did. I win because I snapped out of it pretty darned fast.
My history with baked goods is not good. Cakes, cookies, brownies, donuts...they all are a reason I got fat, because I cannot limit myself. That, plus I would down a lot of milk with the baked goodies. I do occasionally have a breakfast cookie, but aside from that, I have not had any of the sugary, fat-laden former friends of mine. I know I'm not quite strong enough to have that stuff around. I had half hoped that the donuts would taste like garbage. I had snuck a very small bite of a glazed donut my son had a month or so ago and it tasted disgusting. No such luck last night.
I know my limits, and I guess it was really a good thing that I did what I did. It was a great learning experience. I know that I'm seconds away from a binge if I make poor choices. I'm pretty determined and strong-willed, so I don't think I'll be making poor choices like that. I can guarantee you my hubby won't buy a bag of donuts again!
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