You could take away any of my many subscriptions before I’d let you touch my contract with The New Yorker. I pay a lot of money so they can deliver the world to my mailbox most weeks of the year. This is unlike our local newspaper whose mission, evidently, is to spotlight one overweight old… Continue reading Out of breath, hungry and Spring Pesto Dip
I broke my foot in June and quickly gained 14 pounds — faster, you might say, than a heifer on a feed lot. That was five months ago. Since September I’ve carved off nine of those pounds — as slowly as sculpting marble with a butter knife. Aaargh, that’s all I can say. (Of course,… Continue reading Emo eating, addiction and wellness
I’m finally learning how to use Instagram. Today is day 14 of what I intend to be 101 consecutive days at the YMCA, and I also intend that people know just how hard I’m working at this. I want to be a healthy eating and exercising rock star, if not to an audience of millions,… Continue reading #101 days a gym rat
This would be the day for going stark-raving, nutso, bat-crap, screaming like a banshee, inhaling everything in sight, edible and non-. The air is like damp, gray wool. I’m reading William Styron, the master of depressive darkness. It’s Daughter’s Day and one daughter won’t answer the phone, the other had her daughter answer rudely. I’m afraid… Continue reading A fine day for running off the rails; roasted asparagus with a college education
Thank goodness I got up at dawn last Saturday or I wouldn’t have known I’ve moved into “a new decade.” That’s the expression at this 8 a.m. Weight Watchers meeting for dropping into a new set of numbers. In my case, that’s going below 200 pounds for the first time in four years. The last time I… Continue reading A new decade; best marinara sauce ever!
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