Flipping between channels last night, I paused long enough on a PBS special about cancer research to hear an expert say something to the effect that obesity has finally passed smoking to be the #1 preventable cause of cancer!!! I think this was rattling around somewhere in my subconscious, but I’ve never heard overweight put… Continue reading Holy cow! Easy zucchini-tomato Parmesan
The only way I can justify writing about food and healthy eating this week is to remember that eating together/cooking is a positive form of caring for others. And among those others, we must include ourselves. If I don’t take care of myself, I’m not content in this world, I’m angry, resentful, filled with negative energy.… Continue reading Caring for ourselves and our world; two tasty hacks
Lately, I’ve been a real Eeyore about my weight loss. Nothing’s changed for almost a month. Well, technically, I did get rid of the 4 pounds I slapped on as a non-exercising, two-glasses-of-wine-a-night-drinking tourist in Virginia. Then there was my birthday and Annie P’s first-ever shadow cake. Then… nothing. Nothing while I went back to work… Continue reading Avocado BLT Pizza
I like to imagine that in happy, healthy families the children grow up to expect and focus on the positive. “Don’t you ever think things might turn out OK?” asked a heartfriend soon after getting to know me. Why, no, it’s not in my DNA. I grew up waiting for the other, much scarier,… Continue reading I’m as corny as Kansas in August (insert favorite upbeat lyrics here)
Exploring Winston’s Sci-Works with grand-Stoics last week, I sat at a game in the kids’ area, thinking it would be a snap. Well, snap, it was not easy to click on foods that matched the game “challenges.” Pick a packable (potable) lunch with no more than 600 calories, 5 g sugar and no fat, for example.… Continue reading Sempre vegetabilis!
I thought I’d try not eating in front of the television for Lent. I know, right? How difficult can that be? Jesus didn’t even have television; it’s giving up a luxury only momentarily each day. I failed on the first try. Didn’t yet feel up to driving 35 minutes each way to go to church,… Continue reading 40 days and 40 nights