Foodtastic Friday

A few weeks back I bought a steam in bag package of Brussels sprouts at Trader Joe's. Yes you read that correctly. Brussels sprouts. I must have lost my mind for a moment. Or ten. But the husband said he likes them and I only don't like them because they're gross. Oh and I've never tried them before. Why? Well, because they're gross.

Anyhow, they sat in the fridge for a while and I finally thought, 'I better cook those before I have to throw them out.' Totally forgetting that I was going to cook them only to throw them out. You know, because they're gross.

So I scoured the Internet for three minutes--exactly. I timed it. And came up with a non-oven roasted, non-boiled method. It was waaay to hot for the oven and I was pretty sure boiling them would only turn them into mushy grossness. I very loosely followed this recipe. I forgot the cheese and I'm certain I used WAY more olive oil.

The result

They were so dang good!!!! Totally not gross. Totally delicious. And full of healthy goodness. I ate them with my bare fingers. And I may or may not have eaten them straight out of the hot pan. With my bare fingers.

I have now officially changed my stance on Brussels sprouts. They are no longer gross. Unless, maybe they're boiled. Mushy veggies = gross.

Try them!

Truthful Thursday

All day today I've thought it was Friday.

Its not.

Don't you hate that?

Turns out that not only is it not Friday its also weigh in day. Double whammy; its measurements day. *sigh*

My helpful husband woke me up before he left for work so he could help me take my measurements. That's right, he woke me up before leaving for work. Meaning he's up and dressed and I'm still snoozing away in our wonderful bed. Heck, half the time he's up and ready to go AND has set our boy up with breakfast and Disney while I slumber away. Yes, I live a charmed life. No I'm not looking forward to re-entering the 'real' world. Love you Husband!

Anywho, since he did my measurements the first time I'd like for him to keep doing them. I'm hoping that will create some consistency.
          June 30                 Aug 4
Arms     13.8                   13.5
Chest     40                     37.5
Waist     36.5                  34
Hips       43                    42.5
Thighs    41.5                 41.5

I ALWAYS lose in my boobs first. Anyone else?!?! Its so weird. And while I don't need them to be as ginormous as they are I'd love to lose in my hips and thighs! I guess thats coming. I noticed the last time I did WW that I lost top down also. Minus my arms. Im going to have to lipo the heck out of them some day! I'm hoping that walking quasi-nightly with Patrice will help the bottom half lose a little faster.

I missed my official weigh in today. Partly because I thought it was Friday--darn you Thursday--and partly because I thought WW was open all morning for weigh ins but they're not. They are open all morning tomorrow. The REAL Friday. Ugh! I took a pic this morning but if I lost lbs at all its ounces and my 'pretty fly for a white guy' scale isn't digital.

I have not been terribly pleased with my weight loss thus far. (Yes I just used 'thus') I've paid for two months of WW and I expected better results. But I haven't been putting in the work. The program can't force me to track or measure my food. The program can't force me to not eat the bread basket at the yummy bakery in Eastern Market. So I'm mad at myself for spending the money and not using the tools. This morning I started measuring and tracking. I need to get this down before I start class in a few weeks or its never going to become habit.

For me the hardest part is still working on my vegetarian journey AND figuring out weight loss. I need to enter all of my new recipes into the WW recipe builder to figure out their PointsPlus values. The sooner I get my frequented recipes in there the easier it will be to track. I guess now is as good a time as any.

Also, that bitch Hershey has sashayed her way into my life again. Things aren't tense they're just getting ready to change so I'm all sorts of nuts. Enter comfort food. I'm throwing her out. Right now. Well, as soon as I'm done updating this here blog. The funny thing is once I banished Ms Hershey the first time I didn't really miss her. I won't say I didn't eat chocolate if we were out and about but I didn't crave it like I thought I would. At least not after the first few ugly days of withdrawls passed. For the protection of the meek innocent, there are no pictures of those days.