Monday, July 25, 2011


It turns out that I'm doing okay with my Whole30. Today is the seventh day. What I like about it is that my eating is very straightforward. Scrambled eggs and green tea for breakfast. Salad with fruit and nuts and homemade vinaigrette for lunch. Meat and veg for dinner. Hard-boiled eggs and fruit/nut mix for snacks. What I don't like about it is that eating isn't very much fun. Can I say that? I know a lot of people sing the praises of the flavors! And the purity! Whereas I'm thinking, "I wouldn't mind having something to eat that excites me." But excitement isn't the point, is it? I've got a sugar habit to kick and some topical acne medications to cut back on.

It should come as no surprise to anyone who knows me that my clothes which were too tight are fitting ever-so-slightly better after just a week of this nonsense. If you go from lots of very sugary coffee drinks and cookies for lunch to no sugar, no dairy, no legumes, no grains, no alcohol, you're going to lose weight; it's not rocket science. And I'd love to say that the prospect of fitting back into my pants isn't what motivates me to keep going with this for another week, but it is. It would be a dream to stop using so much acne medication, but if it's a choice between chocolate coffee with cream and not needing vast quantities of benzoyl peroxide gel, I'd gladly just keep rubbing in the zit cream.

I do notice that my energy seems to be more even throughout the day, and I never ever get heartburn or feel that overly full feeling. I do like both of those benefits. But still, given the chance, I'd probably dive head first into an iced mocha. I'm hoping by the end of thirty days that impulse will be a little less pronounced. We'll see.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Three Things

I maybe read about this yesterday and started doing it today. Like a crazy person. I might have sighed when I looked at my French press and knew I wouldn't be making myself coffee laced with chocolate syrup and half and half this morning, but we can overlook that. And maybe I went to Trader Joe's after we saw Old Lady Mary so I could get some actual fruits and vegetables to put in our house because we didn't really have any. (Shameful!)

Actually, I'll just go right ahead and blame the opening of a Trader Joe's in my city--within walking distance, no less--for this little fiasco. I couldn't afford all the stuff I need to eat on this plan if it weren't for Trader Joe's. But there they are, and things are cheaper, and I do love those freeze dried blueberries, so I'm just giving this a go. I've been eating too many lunches comprised only of cookies and/or chocolates, and I need to reset. It usually takes something a bit severe to get me back on track. I'm not so good at moderation.

So we'll see. I'm not making any promises or calling this a goal or anything of that nature. I'm just saying that I decided to try it, so I'm going to try it, and if it works out, that would be great. Thirty days isn't that long, right?


I can't afford to have my hair cut by trained professionals, so I bought a Groupon to have it cut by people who are training to become professionals. I figure that hair grows, and they are supervised by an instructor, so it's not like I'll end up with a mullet or something. Included in the cost of the Groupon is a spa mani-pedi. If you could see my feet right now, you'd understand why this is a very good thing.


Our adoption tax credit is supposedly on the way, so we can pay off our adoption debts and start planning a little trip. We thought we'd get the credit fairly quickly, and then would save for the trip, but that didn't work out. So now we've paid as much on our debt as plane tickets would cost, so we'll just book those as soon as we get the credit and a good flight deal comes along.

We are anxious to start saving for our next adoption, but we'd like to take Zinashi on a trip first, a special time for the three of us. We're doing our usual, and going to London (briefly, unless we find a very cheap place to stay) and Nice. I know a lot of people will think we're spendthrift nuts, but we like grocery shopping in France! With the right plane ticket deal, it's not much more expensive than a trip stateside in which we'd need to stay in a hotel and purchase our meals out. We sacrifice a lot of other small things to get to do this, and it is totally worth it to us. We can't wait to take Zinashi to the beach and out for gelato.

Tuesday, July 05, 2011

Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner

fountain + wifi + me = ultimate dorknicity

This is a photo of me on my honeymoon. Nice, France, 2007. Catching a bit of WiFi in one of our favorite spots. And wearing some very nice pants I'd gotten on sale. There are a lot of reasons to like these pants, but mostly they just look good, iron easily, and hide stains with aplomb. I like these pants, and I'd like to wear them again on a regular basis. However, right now, while I can get them zipped and fastened, they're a little bit snug. I know that it's not a big deal, but at the same time, I know that my habits could be healthier, could be just plain better all around, and they would fit just fine.

As I've been reckoning with my own issues of being unsatisfied with my body, I've also been giving a lot of thought to what about my current life is not healthy or right in a larger sense. I do know from experience that if I am living in a healthy (or at least more healthy--I'll admit to liking sweets a bit too much) way that respects my body and also others, I can be happy with my size and shape. Even better, I can simply not think about it so much, which displaces time and energy better spent on greater things. So I've been mulling over the idea of too much, of how having more than we need can be disrespectful to those who struggle and still can't get their needs met. This applies to stuff we own, to our time, and yes, to our food. To spend more on food simply so I can have a snack whenever I feel like it (whether or not I am actually hungry) is to take something from someone who truly needs it. I could give more if I spent less, whether that be on clothes or on trinkets or on food that I really don't need. And so the tightness of my pants begins to reflect something more than just my own vanity issues. It gets right to the heart of what I believe and how I practice it.

So I have decided to get a little bit hungry sometimes. I will have breakfast, and I will have a light lunch, and I will have dinner, but I will not eat just because I can, or just because something is right in front of me. I'm giving up snacks, and if I get hungry in between meals, I will remember that this is the constant feeling of life for some people, and the fact that I know that something more is coming, is guaranteed to me, three times a day, is a great privilege.