The discovery of a new dish does more for human happiness than the discovery of a new star
I have a sort of project in the works, but first, I MUST rave about a Weight Watchers recipe. And before you dismiss this 4 point culinary wonder let me remind you how picky my husband is.
It is easier to list what he will eat than what he will not. The only thing green to pass his lips (aside from the lettuce on a Big Mac) is candy. The closest thing to vegetables that he will eat is a fully loaded baked potato. And if you even THINK about putting chives on it, he won’t touch it. His apple pie can have a crumb top ONLY, he will only eat two types of frozen pepperoni pizza and if I eat a pickle he will not kiss me.
That being said, he loved this recipe. So do not dismiss this, PLEASE!
The recipe calls for the chicken to be seasoned a certain way. I tried it and it was good, but I chose to combine something I love with the best part of this dish, the glaze. I like to marinate whole, skinless, boneless chicken breasts in Ken’s Lite Northern Italian Salad Dressing. I’ve tried about 4 or 5 other Italian dressings for marinating and hands down this is my (and my husbands) favorite. So instead of doing the salt/pepper/thyme seasoning, the second night (because yes, my husband requested this for dinner the next night) I used the chicken I had already marinated. The star of this meal is the glaze (duh) but I must warn you, it will bubble and be slightly volatile. I have a burn on my wrist to show for that! Don’t be fooled by how simple it is, and even if you don’t like balsamic vinegar, you will like this. (I didn’t tell my husband what the ingredients were, if I were to ever do that, he wouldn’t try a damn thing) So click HERE or the link above to check out the recipe and try it out. It’s too easy not to!
Oh. and speaking of Weight Watchers, I’ve lost a total of 9.6 pounds! Go me!
So, tonight I washed my face before I got into bed and I looked at my skin and I wished it always had that freshly washed glow. But I have splotchy coloring, little bumps all over my forehead and the forever present pimples scattered randomly on my cheeks and chin. So I wake up every morning and desperately try to buff it all away with my Bare Minerals. By the afternoon my makeup is sliding off of my face and I’ve got tan smudges on my lab coat from absentmindedly wiping my forehead with my sleeve. I’ve decided that I am going to go a WHOLE WEEK with out foundation *gasp!* to see if my skin improves. I use a Burt’s Bees face wash, which I love because it doesn’t dry out my skin, and Proactiv repairing lotion. It keeps the major breakouts at bay, but I believe the foundation (no matter how natural it may be) is not helping my skin at all. So here is a picture of my face, post wash, you can’t really tell how bad my skin is, but I hope to see an improvement by next week. Wish me luck!
Yes, I know my left eye is wonky.
I don’t mean to look mad, I was trying to focus on how close the camera was to my face.
New Jersey: My favorite state I’ve never been to.
Things I love about New Jersey even though I’ve never been there.
1. Tana
Before her husband deployed she lived there with him and their son, Kallan. She’s been in Georgia while he was deployed but he’s returning soon. And so is she, to New Jersey.
My favorite band, second only to The Beatles.
I think I first became infatuated with New Jersey when I started reading Janet Evanovich’s series starring Stephanie Plum, an unlikely bounty hunter from Trenton, New Jersey. I also believe this is when I first dreamt of someday becoming a bounty hunter. Domino sealed that deal.
When I first saw that for Bravo’s latest installment in their “Real Housewives” series that they would be in New Jersey I leaped from my couch and shouted “Hallelujah!”. I told Tana “There is a God!” she asked why and I responded with, “The great Lord has inspired Bravo to do a Real Housewives of New Jersey!” She laughed and proceeded to tell me that my fake New Jersey/Italian accent was annoying. What I didn’t tell her is that I plan on using it while I watch the show on my lunch break.
I’ve never told anyone of my yearning to visit Atlantic City. If you have ever watched or read ANY form of entertainment that is located in New Jersey, they will inevitably travel to Atlantic City. Whether the trip is good or bad, it is ALWAYS exciting.
And did you know that their state dance is the square dance?!
I know it’s been weeks since I’ve blogged but … I don’t have a good excuse. Whatever, keep reading.
As previously stated, I’ve joined Weight Watchers. It isn’t the easiest thing, but I enjoy it. It was really quite a slap in the face, too. My eating habits haven’t changed as far as breakfast and lunch go, but dinner. Well, dinner is the one meal Robby and I eat together. I cook for him and he’s really quite picky. No vegetables. Except for potatoes. And those can only be prepared a certain way. No whole wheat pasta. No reduced fat sour cream. Pepperoni pizza, ONLY. You get the picture. So I figured, I eat well for breakfast and lunch, I can indulge for dinner. The first dinner I made after weight watchers was spaghetti. I measured out proper portions of the pasta and sauce, I had no bread and put no cheese on top. What was left on my plate was easily 1/4 of the amount I would normally pile on my plate. I made Robby his usual heaping mound of spaghetti and garlic bread and then sat down next to him. He looked at his plate, then mine, back to his and then at mine again and finally said, “What is that?” and I responded with, “This is weight watchers.”
I’ve lost 5.2 pounds so far and I have to weigh in again tomorrow. I’m learning a lot. Like what hungry actually feels like. And how crappy I really feel when I eat junk food. Dinner is still my biggest meal. That’s when I am hungriest, so I manage my points so that I can eat more in the evening. I don’t feel like I am missing out on anything. But it can be hard when I’m eating spinach as a snack and Robby is eating cookies. Hopefully he’ll catch on. He wants to lose weight and get back in shape, but he’ll have to learn that just running 3 times a week isn’t going to do that. Weight loss is 80% diet.
I want to write a quick review of a blog. The link to this blog was posted on Pink Is The New Blog. I almost missed it, so in case you did too, I’m posting it here. An Inconvenient Tumor is a witty, honest and inspirational blog written by Christine, whose fiancee was diagnosed with brain cancer on April 23rd of this year, barely 2 months before their wedding. I highly recommend you check it out. Strangely enough, it might cheer you up.
There is a lot that’s happened in the past 2 weeks, so much that it won’t all fit into one blog. I don’t want to overwhelm you. Here’s my list that I’ll continue working on tomorrow.
- Olivia’s 2nd Birthday
- Trisha, Tim and Aiden come to visit
- Movie reviews
- Recipe reviews
- Tana comes to visit
- Mothers Day
- St Augustine
- Maya gives birth to baby Jacob, I witness everything
- Visiting California
…and possibly more.
faux-blog
Reasons I’m NOT blogging.
I have a killer headache right now. I signed up for Weight Watchers. I need to go to bed.
I joined Weight Watchers. I paid $40 for a monthly pass so now I HAVE to go. One thing I’ve noticed lately is that when I talk about things like running, or joining weight watchers, or eating healthier I get a lot of… support. Now most people would see this as a good thing. I am the type of person who will ALWAYS try to see the good in people and situations. I’m not exactly cynical. But when I receive support in my weight loss goals, I simply see it as, “I DO need to lose weight. Shit.” Because 15 pounds ago if I had told someone I was joining weight watchers the most common response would be, “Why?” So now not only do I think I need to lose weight, but so does everyone else. So I will go to Weight Watchers tomorrow at 6:15 and then I will blog.
Goodnight.
