Scale Day v28.0

Oh joy, the scale, after a week dealing with neck pain I was not looking forward to getting on the scale. But it had to be done, if I’m going to move forward from that terrible week.

Last Wednesday started with a lot of pain in my neck that didn’t really start to go away until Sunday.  I didn’t workout at all until Monday and Tuesday for a grand total of 70 minutes. Wow 70, when my goal is 400. I probably could have lowered my daily calories a little since I was not working out, but I knew that wasn’t going to happen so I didn’t even try. I simply tried to stick to my mindful eating, not over eating and making good food choices. Over all I did really pretty well on food choices and my average calories for the week were on the mark. My water in take was fantastic, I met my goal everyday. Although I got a lot of sleep in the last week it wasn’t always restful since I often woke up in a lot of pain.

I was hoping that I didn’t gain any weight of course, but I knew that today was also a measuring day and that can often bring better news than the scale. I lost a 1/2 inch on my upper thighs, hips, & waist in the last 4-weeks!!! I also lost a whole inch on my bust, yow. Now here is the really good news, somehow I lost 0.6 pounds this past week. I’m really not sure how that happened. I was almost positive my BMI was going to go right back up into the overweight category, but nope. I guess the weight god took pity on me.

My neck is doing better and I did work out this morning, yeah for the normal routine!! I’m still not all the way back though and I wont be doing my more strenuous routines this week. I certainly don’t want to over push myself and get hurt all over again. I’m going to lower my workout minute goal for the week to 300, which is still a vast improvement over the minutes I got over last 3 weeks.  I drove yesterday for the first time in over a week, accidentally cracked my neck a few times, but I did well.

I hope we all really listen to our bodies this week and feel great!!

~Do you want to start or re-start your health journey? I’ve created a list of things that worked for me, see the last page listed at the very top of this page and Create Your Own Healthy Journey today!


The best Applesauce is your own

What you’ll need: Apples, Vanilla, Sugar, Cinnamon (optional), crock pot and/or stock pot(s), spatula, large spoon, food mill and a bowl it can sit on top of, an extra bowl and freezer storage containers

Here are my tips to making your own best Applesauce:

  1. Buy Apples 🙂 hardy har, I know, but this is the most important step, the combination of apples can make or break your sauce.  I seem to like the combination of mostly Red Delicious, Gala and Rome, but try out your own.  I’ve found with this combination I don’t need to add as much sugar in the end, again personal taste, but think about the sweetness of your apples and how sweet you like your sauce.
  2. Peal off any stickers on your apples, remove their stems and give them all a good washing
  3. Put the whole apples in your crock pot and or your biggest stock pot, don’t fill your pots too high, you’ll need to stir later
  4. Add enough water to cover the bottom of your pot, to help keep the apples from burning, place your lids on top and your pots on the heat
  5. Turn the heat to low or between a 3 and a 4 on the stove.
  6. Last thing you want is to burn your apples, low heat will help, but don’t forget to stir your apples.
  7. Keep stirring occasionally until your apples get mushy.  Depending on how many apples you have in the pot and the type of apples this step could take an hour to several hours.
  8. Once you have apple mush you can take your pot off the heat, but keep the lid on, you want your sauce still warm when you add the sugar.
  9. Grab a spatula, keep that big spoon you were using to stir your apples, a food mill and a bowl it can sit on top of, an extra bowl and freezer storage containers
  10. Place a couple of scoops of apple mush into your food mill and turn the crank.  Don’t forget to turn counter-clock-wise every now and then. Once you’ve gotten out all the sauce you can get, use the spatula to scrap the underside of the food mill and then scoop out the pulp into your extra bowl.
  11. Repeat the previous step until your bowl is full of sauce.
  12. Stir in vanilla and sugar to your liking, remember you can always add more, but you can’t take it out.  You can also add some cinnamon at this point too if you want.
  13. Once you’ve got your sauce doctored to your liking divide it into your freezer containers.  Do not add the lid to your containers until your sauce has cooled and then don’t forget to put your containers in the freezer.
  14. Repeat steps 10-13 until all your apple mush is officially your own best applesauce and all but one is in the freezer.
  15. Now go eat and enjoy some of the very best applesauce, your own

Somethings going on over at the neighbor’s house

How well do you know your neighbors?  I wish I knew some of mine better, most of them are really nice people.  We keep an eye on each others houses in a very old school way, which is nice, not creepy.  It’s strange to live so close to almost strangers, but live so far away from people you love.

We live on a corner, so the back of our house faces the side of our neighbor’s house.  I’m not a snoop, but my kitchen window has a perfect view of their driveway.  It’s impossible not to watch the happenings while doing dishes.  In Michigan we don’t see a lot of our neighbor’s in the winter time, so spring and summer are a time to catch up.  This spring I started to notice things changing at the neighbor’s, not as much activity and I hardly ever saw the wife/mom.

A few weeks ago I saw the husband/dad in the driveway.  He was playing basketball in shorts and no shirt, his typical outfit the majority of the year (I don’t think the cold bothers him and to be honest his chest is a sight to be seen, I don’t mind).  A lady pulled up, about his age, with big blond hair.  She walked right into his arms, not so strange, and gave him several kisses, strange.  I almost dropped the dish I was holding when he put his hands on her face and kissed her again.

I told my husband what I saw and tried desperately to explain what I had seen.  In the weeks since we noticed that we rarely saw the wife/mom.  I continued to see the blond, but her comings and goings seemed casual.

Yesterday I saw the wife/mom helping their youngest into the house with a laundry basket.  I didn’t recognize the car and I didn’t see if they arrived together or if she was helping him out of a friend’s car.  I also didn’t stick around to see if she got in the car and left.

Last night my husband came inside after putting the garbage out to the street.  He had t-shirts for our two boys from some neighbors who always think of ours boys when they are on vacation, so sweet.  He also brought some gossip regarding our mysterious neighbors.

They separated last year.  Mom moved out with their oldest who just finished her first year of local college.  Dad is keeping the house with their two boys (one is in high school and the other is still in elementary).  I feel terrible.  This past year has brought them so much difficulty, challenge and changes.  I can only imagine what their home was like before the separation.

I now can assume the kissing blond is the new girlfriend and that the mom has a new car and was dropping off her youngest after his visit.  Things make sense now, but my stomach feels sick.  Marriages that fall apart hurt my heart and the fact that their youngest is still so young, makes me so sad for all of them.  I hope they are all communicating better and are still making their kids feel like a priority.

Sometimes when things look different, it’s no big deal, but in this case I’ve watched a very beautiful family get pulled in different directions from my kitchen window.  What’s happening outside your kitchen window?

July 8, 2011

As I was ignorantly living through my day yesterday a tragedy was occurring just an hour away.

I had a beautiful day yesterday, it started difficult  (see yesterday’s post for the details), but I pulled through it better than ever and enjoyed some great time with my boys.  After settling them both in for the night, I turned on my DVR and selected SYTYCD, which had just finished recording.  I did not find my beloved show, I found the news broadcasting.  I was instantly upset and proceeded to fast forward through what was recorded, hoping some of my show would be found.  My insides turned to freezing when I saw the tag at the bottom of the screen: man kills seven in Grand Rapids.

It all started at 3:00pm yesterday.  After the murders there was a police chase spanning the city and an intense stand-off with three hostages.  When it was done seven people were murdered (3 at one house and 4 at another, both included an ex-girlfriend of the suspect), including two children.  One woman was stuck by a bullet in downtown Grand Rapids but was not seriously injured. The suspect led police onto the highways, at times going the wrong way.  He was in the process of surrendering when he turned the gun on himself and shot himself in the head. He was pronounced dead at the scene.  A friend of Dantzler’s told channel 3 that this chain of events all started after he had a fight with his current girlfriend earlier in the day. Dantzler then apparently said he “would kill them all.”  Police Chief Belk says that of the two children killed, one of them was the suspect’s child.  Channel 3 dug into his past, they found at least four protection orders filed against him by women, including his own mother, Vicki Dantzler, who told a judge about her son in 1995, saying;

“Rodrick has a very explosive temper and will act violently without thinking. I’ve lived in fear of him hurting me or worse, forcing me to hurt him in order to protect myself.”

As many as 150 officers were involved in Thursday’s events, a number of them were shot at.  I feel so safe inside my little bubble, but so many horrific things happen all over the world everyday.  It was a reminder that we are extremely lucky to have all the men and women who protect us locally and abroad everyday.

My day started pretty terrible yesterday.  Yes, I was very caught up in my weight loss struggle, but I was able to start my day, end my day and start again today.

I can’t think of the lessons learned from this tragedy (although I hope there will be many), I keep thinking about those seven people who were just hanging in their home and are now no longer here.  I keep giving in to little moments of silence today, moments of thanks and moments of shock.

June 27, 2011

Simple truths…

I’ve been thinking this morning about trouble I make for myself.  How does trouble always happen?  There is always something I wish I handled differently, mostly because I’m a procrastinator, but not always.  I’ve been taking a just do it or just get it done attitude lately and it has really helped.  There are still things in my day-to-day life that I wish I would handle differently.  Whether it be with some task for work or house work, I’m always pushing something off until others problems arrives from them not getting done.  I’m wondering today if I have a pattern in my life, of trying to take control.  Trying to feel more empowered in my life by willingly not taking care of some things???  Do you have tasks in your life that you unconsciously put off, or rather have not realized why you put them off?  I’m going to attempt to shove through this pattern and attack head on those tasks that I sense in me a wanting to put off.  I’m curious how I’ll feel when I’m more conscious about the trouble I make for myself.  Will I feel better, worse, more aware and will that lead to better choices…a pattern to the positive?

May 30, 2011

It’s Memorial Day, a day to remember all the men and women who have died for our freedom.  I have a few friends and a few family members who have served (my father-in-law is a proud Navy man and my Grandpa was a cook in the Army).  I feel very fortunate that as an American the ugliness of war is not at my finger tips.  The extremely brave men and woman of our armed forces are simply amazing, they do things I can not, they do things so I don’t have to.  One of my favorite things to do is to thank those that serve.  They are easy to spot when they are in the uniforms they wear so very proudly.  However how do you say thank you to all the families, the mothers and fathers, the wives and husbands and the kids of those that serve.  Thank them for supporting these brave men and woman and for waiting for them to come home.  Like most things in life we can’t do them alone.  Today and all days I remember those who have died, who have served and who supported, thank you.  Thank you for the peace we have today.

A motherly visit

My mom came for a visit.  My parents live two hours away, so their visits usually last a few days.  She brought here dog, Mario, with her.  Mario is a sweet little dog, I like him a lot more now that he is not teething and chewing all the toys in my house.  What I don’t like about Mario is his barking and the way he terrorizes my poor cat.  We put a gate at the stairs and my Yoda hides all day up stairs, until Mario goes to bed.  Yoda can’t wait for them to leave and I at times feel the same way.

My boys love my mom and I do too, but…

My mom is a typical italian catholic mother…if this brings critical comments and guilt to mind, you’ve got my mom pinned.  To top things off my mom is a non stop talker.  It’s amazing, it’s like she’s a tween, you know, those girls that role from one comment to the next without waiting for your input.  I think she feels that she still has a lot to teach me, that she isn’t doing her job unless she is enlightening me in some way.

I really do enjoy her visits, but as much as she helps she wears me down twice as much.

I hope you all survive your next challenging visit with grace and thanks for the love it is given in…that is my challenge for the day 🙂