I met with a nutritionist this week, and it was very enlightening. Most of it was not new info (take half your meal to go, portion your meat to the size of a playing card), but it WAS nice to have the official word on food.
I am easily swayed by the advice from the last article I read, be it "focus on protein" or "carbs are OK," or "it's totally cool to eat Zebra Cakes for breakfast and lunch."
I took two major messages away from our meeting (and several minor ones): 1. Eat little snacks between meals. 2. Focus on being fiber-iffic!
Already the little meals are helping a lot. I'm not nearly as famished by dinner when I've had an apple or something at 4 pm.
And as for fiber, I was sadly uninformed about where it's found. Apparently it is in ALL fruits and vegetables! Wow! So I was given carte blanche for all fruits and veggies. I can go crazy with it.
So if you want some free second-hand nutrition advice, eat 2 snacks a day, and add veggies, fruits, beans and whole wheat to your menu.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
A dyslexic man walks into a bra
We saw David Sedaris at Gammage last night, and it was wonderful! He is one of my favorite writers and so very hilarious. This was the second time we've seen him, and both times were fantastic.
Adding to the enjoyment was something I didn't expect: The sign language interpreter. (Aside: Why would a deaf person attend a book reading? Much of the humor comes from the author's vocal nuances. Oh well)
The interpreters stood to Sedaris' left onstage and did a phenomenal job of keeping up with his fast-paced stories.
The best interpretations:
"Throwing up gang signs," where the interpreter promptly put her hands up in front of her chest with index and pinkie fingers at attention.
"Slave monkey," where the interpeter curls her arms under her armpits in classic monkey fashion.
"Human feces," which is some kind of gyrating stomach movement.
Anyway, good times had by all. Oh, and he shared the joke listed in the title, in addition to "A baby seal walks into a bar. Bartender asks, 'What'll it be?' Seal says, 'Anything but a Canadian Club.'"
Adding to the enjoyment was something I didn't expect: The sign language interpreter. (Aside: Why would a deaf person attend a book reading? Much of the humor comes from the author's vocal nuances. Oh well)
The interpreters stood to Sedaris' left onstage and did a phenomenal job of keeping up with his fast-paced stories.
The best interpretations:
"Throwing up gang signs," where the interpreter promptly put her hands up in front of her chest with index and pinkie fingers at attention.
"Slave monkey," where the interpeter curls her arms under her armpits in classic monkey fashion.
"Human feces," which is some kind of gyrating stomach movement.
Anyway, good times had by all. Oh, and he shared the joke listed in the title, in addition to "A baby seal walks into a bar. Bartender asks, 'What'll it be?' Seal says, 'Anything but a Canadian Club.'"
Sunday, October 19, 2008
An open letter
I stole this idea from my shore. I was feeling a little sentimental tonight, so I thought I would partake.
Dear Colin Powell: Thank you. Your wisdom and courage has inspired me and given me hope for my future.
Dear Stress about the wedding: Can you please wait? How bout just a month or two? do I really need to decide everything now?
Dear Worries about my weight: I know you're important. I want to address you. And I'm going to try. But in the meantime, maybe you could just take a break.
Dear Tony: I love you more every day. I'm so lucky. None of this would be worth it without you.
Dear Starbucks: Thanks for making a little treat for me when I need one. I can't wait to try your salty caramel hot chocolate.
Dear Halloween: I love you! You're so fun!
Dear Colin Powell: Thank you. Your wisdom and courage has inspired me and given me hope for my future.
Dear Stress about the wedding: Can you please wait? How bout just a month or two? do I really need to decide everything now?
Dear Worries about my weight: I know you're important. I want to address you. And I'm going to try. But in the meantime, maybe you could just take a break.
Dear Tony: I love you more every day. I'm so lucky. None of this would be worth it without you.
Dear Starbucks: Thanks for making a little treat for me when I need one. I can't wait to try your salty caramel hot chocolate.
Dear Halloween: I love you! You're so fun!
Friday, October 10, 2008
The BIG News!
Collect your bets! Tony and I are tying the knot!
Last night, Tony invited me to come by his (well, almost his) new house in Mesa. There, he was waiting with a table and a vase of flowers. On our ninth anniversary as a couple, Tony proposed to me -- and I said YES! Then we had to leave because technically we were trespassing.
Stay tuned for more details on a May wedding.
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
The worst 'healthy' foods
I really appreciated this blog by David Zincenko and Matt Goulding, authors of Eat This, Not That.
It talks about supposedly healthy foods that are lined with corn syrup or full of fat. Like granola bars -- held together by high-fructose corn syrup. Or bagels -- up to 700 calories if you get the schmear (and I always get the schmear!).
I really appreciate blogs like these. I get totally suckered into thinking, "oh it can't be that bad," and basically ignoring the facts or calorie counts.
However, I almost always come across blogs like these at the wrong time -- like how I just bought a huge box of granola bars. :)
It talks about supposedly healthy foods that are lined with corn syrup or full of fat. Like granola bars -- held together by high-fructose corn syrup. Or bagels -- up to 700 calories if you get the schmear (and I always get the schmear!).
I really appreciate blogs like these. I get totally suckered into thinking, "oh it can't be that bad," and basically ignoring the facts or calorie counts.
However, I almost always come across blogs like these at the wrong time -- like how I just bought a huge box of granola bars. :)
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