I love pasta as much as the next person, but I'm on a reduced-carb intake... by choice... and 3 days in a row. .
My body is not happy.. and neither am I. Enough already! No more pasta!!!!
I'm sure you know me... you have seen me. I am a hard-working Woman. I am a growing Wine DIVA. I can land a roundhouse near your head. And I still know how to procastrinate on college homework. All with serious sarcasm and sassiness!!!
I love pasta as much as the next person, but I'm on a reduced-carb intake... by choice... and 3 days in a row. .
My body is not happy.. and neither am I. Enough already! No more pasta!!!!
Highly over rated. Remember how we cooked before them?
My son has struggled with his weight. This has been an issue of frustration in our house. We saw a new psych this week. She spoke with him about many things including his weight frustration. Tonight I took him out to dinner and his choices were amazing. I was proud of him. Then he brought food home. We went for frozen yogurt and he took a smaller portion than usual.... with less toppings. I hope this keeps rolling. I want to see him happy.
I don't mind having homemade dinners... something other than hamburger helper or Mac and cheese, but not when its overdone.
I don't understand why she needs to overcook everything. We had pork chops. They had a breading and then were cooked... overcooked. The outside was tough. I was not impressed. I just chewed and smiled. Yeah, okay, whatever.
I would rather go without than eat overdone food. I'm weird that way.
Don't scorch the hotdogs, don't overcook the pasta, don't make the meat tough, don't dry out the chicken, don't make French toast dry (yes, its possible), and don't overcook the scrambled eggs (also possible).
What a great day to end the day!
I had a mtg at school to help my son with his learning teams. We discussed his cyber-bullying (the offender got in trouble, lost computer privileges and other stuff).
Then, we discussed the eating habits and body image. Oh lord, that was a tough one! Gramma feeds and buys all the comfort food and then complains about his weight.
Its a long, involved story and battle we have been fighting.
I think we addressed it. I'm not the enemy... we can do it. I love my son and want to see him succeed!!
I definitely need to go yo bed. I'm exhausted!