(Fuck the standards...)
January 21st, 2009. (5 weeks after having a baby):
June 5, 2009 (5 months, 3 weeks after having a baby):
The difference is about 22lbs. I'm only 5"2' so the loss on my small frame shows up more. Particularly on my face. And clearly I've been out in the sun a little too - which always helps. If I'm ever lucky enough to be pregnant again, I think I might pop in to the tanning booth once in a while.
I went and wrote that last post about how la-tee-dah wonderful Weight Watchers has been and how I've lost X amount of weight so far and I blathered on about all my "tips" for following Weight Watchers while being a busy mom and I'm sure you all felt so inspired by me (sure you did) and you probably went out and bought a Weight Watchers subscription if you didn't already have one.
But then after I wrote that post, I kind of... waned. And I will do that from time to time (I think it helps me to continue) but this time I thought about throwing in the towel completely. I don't know if it was the 10 points that I had to cut off my day when I stopped nursing two weeks ago, or the fact that I started jogging every morning before Steve goes to work (or perhaps a combo of the two plus a few other factors) but dudes, I hit the wall. And I hit it HARD.
My energy last week was next to zero. And I was miserable. I was HUNGRY. And the measly 23 points that I get to eat in each day was NOT cutting it. Not at all. And I was so tired - all day long. I just wanted to not worry about stupid Weight Watchers. I just wanted to eat potato chips and drink beer on my deck with reckless abandon.
And so I kind of just let it go for a little while. The determination, that is. I just couldn't pull it off. So while I didn't go hog wild and make a pig of myself, I did eat a big steak and a giant fluffy, cheesy stuffed potato. I ate those potato chips I was wanting, and yes I drank my beer without counting (2 points, 2 points, 2 points). I may have consumed a few other odds and delicious ends as well. And I didn't feel bad about it. I felt like I needed it!
Then I started thinking that maybe I should "save money" and cancel my online subscription and just do the plan "on my own". I mean, if anyone knows the plan inside and out it's me. Why do I need to pay for the online program? So I signed into my account yesterday to cancel the whole thing, and what did I find? That I was a couple days too late, my subscription was auto-renewed for another month, just three days ago.
If there is anything I hate (besides being fat), it's wasting money. Especially when money is tight (like when on maternity leave). So.... *deep breath* this means that I need to give myself a pep talk, go out and get some good groceries, and get recharged and re-inspired and commit to fighting this fight wholeheartedly for at least one more month.
Not sure if this was a sign from Fate that I need to keep on keeping on - but that's kind of how I look at things. So I'm glad I had my potato chips and beer and steak and fluffy, cheesy stuffed potato (and the McDonalds cheeseburger and fries - THERE I SAID IT!!), because now I can start fresh - hopefully with minimal damage on the scales and maybe lose a few more pound before I
I also like to keep a couple boiled eggs on hand in the fridge as well. Only 2 points on their own. Or they are also great sliced on a piece of toast (3 points total) for a low point breakfast or a good snack.
Another great idea is to buy those already cooked whole chickens from the grocery store. When I get them home I "disassemble" them while they're still warm (they come apart easier when they're warm) I toss out the skin, and remove all the meat from the bones. I keep the chicken meat in a container in the fridge for snacking or sandwiches or whatever. This is also an easy-way-out dinner.
I would normally make that while the baby is having her first nap of the day. But if by chance, we're not into napping that day - or I'm too busy to "cook" something. I have a standby - in the freezer. President's Choice Steel Cut Oats with Blueberries. I get it at Superstore (freezer section). This oatmeal is ready and prepared -frozen in a bowl and it just pops in the microwave for 3 minutes or so and then you have a delicious, nutritious bowl of steaming hot goodness. (If I'm needing a little extra sweetness, I sprinkle some Brown Sugar Twin on top - 0 points.) If you throw in a glass of Tropicana Orange juice, the whole breakfast is only 5 points (3 for cereal, 2 for juice). AND you get in a serving of fruits/veggies.
Lunch can sometimes be a tough one for me. I find that making a good sandwich usually costs too many points, and a lot of the time I'm not really all that into sandwiches anyways. I kinda like warm lunches. One of my long time favorite things to make (if I have time) is a piece of Highliners Wild Salmon with Dill Sauce (also comes in roasted garlic sauce and teriyaki sauce) and a side of steamed broccoli and cauliflower with 1oz of grated light cheddar melted on top. 5 points for the whole meal. The dilled salmon is only 3 points per fillet. They come frozen and you bake them. If I had a few extra points to spare, I might throw in a half cup of rice for an extra 2 points. Here's a picture of my actual lunch today:
And the box they come in:
If I'm short on time (and even if I'm not) - I have found the Weight Watchers Santa Fe Style Rice and Beans (Smart Ones frozen entree) to be so delicious and comforting and just ohhhh soooo good. It's cheesy and tasty and... gah! My mouth is watering thinking about it. Sometimes I'll steam up some broccoli and cauliflower or green beans and throw it on the side to get in some veggies. The Santa Fe Style Rice and Beans entree is 6 points. So worth it. The picture on the box does not do it justice.
I'm a big fan of the BBQ. We eat a lot of grilled chicken and grilled lean pork in this house. A standard dinner here usually consists of grilled chicken/pork, baked potatoes topped with fat free sour cream and chopped green onions (No Name brand makes the BEST fat-free sour cream. I would know, I've tried them all). I always serve some sort of veggie on the side, usually green beans (because they're my fave), or broccoli/cauliflower. Sometimes carrots grilled on the BBQ in a foil pack with just a little bit of cooking spray, a sprinkle of salt, and a sprinkle of Brown Sugar Twin.
Sometimes I also cook baby potatoes in a foil pack on the BBQ, with sliced onions and whole garlic cloves in the pack with a little cooking spray and a sprinkle of seasoning salt. They come out so delicious!Quite often I also fry up some sliced mushrooms in a frying pan with a little cooking spray and some seasoning salt. 0 points and they make your dinner go farther - not to mention that they are delicious.
Sorry, no dinner pictures (I guess I'm too hungry and busy at dinner to take photos)
Snacks get me through the day. If I didn't snack, I wouldn't make it. I have a few low point snacks during every day. Mostly pre-packaged stuff cuz it's easy to grab. Here's a few that I love...
Also good with a hot cup of tea - or coffee - are Fibre 1 "Oats & Chocolate" bars. Oh my god, good. They are chocolately and just the right amount of chewy. 5 grams of fibre per bar - yet they do not taste "fibre-ey". So good in fact, that I buy them by the case at Costco yet they mysteriously disappear from the pantry at an alarming rate... You know, the same way bacon does?? Again, only 2 points each:
I recently discovered Weight Watchers Chocolate Chip cookies. I was totally leery to buy them because sometimes Weight Watchers products are kind of... meh. (Like their snack cakes - don't waste your time/money/points) But I went out on a limb and bought a box of these cookies (Safeway, bakery section). SO. GLAD. I. DID! They are a perfect little treat/dessert! And get this, they are only 1 point! They contain 4 grams of fibre per cookie and they're a decent size. (On a related note I see that Steve has discovered my stash of them. I must find a new hiding place)
My other 1 point pleasure? Microwave popcorn. Since everyone is getting on the 100 calorie snack package bandwagon - popcorn now comes in 1 point snack bags. My favorite is good old Orville Redenbacher's Smart Pop. (Remember, only the 100 calorie bags are 1 point each). Sometimes I will also sprinkle vinegar on my popcorn for some extra taste - but beware, that isn't for everyone.
That's all I have for now. All this food talk has made me hungry and the baby is now awake from her nap.
Perhaps there's another WW post in the future.
Bonus tip: If the mother of that 6 month old baby who is currently on maternity leave happens to be your WIFE - that question should be avoided at all costs. EVEN IF you "didn't mean it that way", you should still sleep with one eye open.
1. BC Hydro
A couple of weeks ago I got a nasty letter from them saying that we had an amount outstanding and if we didn't pay immediately they would take further action. The amount outstanding was $23. Really? Really BC Hydro? Cuz that's just lame.
And then today, we got our latest BC Hydro bill in the mail. My eyes just about bugged out of my head when I opened it to find that we owed $535!!!! What the fuuuuuck? I went over the bill, looking to see if it was possible that the interest on our outstanding $23 was $500. Nope, it seems that suddenly, in the past month Steve and I have quadrupled the amount of hydro that we use! Shouldn't the cops be knocking on my door with a search warrant, looking for the "secret garden" in the basement???
Steve phoned them today to ask them, "What the hell?". He actually said, "We don't have a grow-op. Why is our bill so high???"
Well it turns out the dude that comes to read the meter read it wrong. Wrote down the wrong number. So our account will be credited. The woman told Steve that they had actually "flagged" our account.
They flagged it but didn't think twice about sending out a bill for more than $500???
Do any humans work there or are they all robots???
2. Road Rage
*sigh* Yes, another post about road rage. But this time, I wasn't the rager. I made someone else rage.
You see, I did something really terrible while I was driving today. I changed lanes.
Yes, I did do the lane change legally. I even used my indicator. But what I didn't realize was that the man in the car that was in that lane - 4 car lengths back (yes I had plenty of room) apparently OWNS that lane of the road. So when he saw me changing lanes, I actually heard his engine rev up so he could try to squeeze me out! And then he honked his horn at me. I gave him the standard Tarable "courtesy wave" and then gave my most condescending shake of the head.
I did have my daughter in the car with me, which prevented me from taking further action. So I continued to drive the speed limit while he rode up my ass and made obscene gestures.
When I pulled into a turning lane to head home, this gentleman raced up to the side of my car - where he could CLEARLY see my baby and he yelled out his window to call me a... C*NT!!!
(He didn't call me a "cent" or a "cant" so... insert appropriate vowel.)
I took the high road and went quietly home (instead of chasing the putrid excuse for a man down, bumping his car and then driving into his fat body when he got out to challenge me), because I am a mature adult now, who had a daughter in the vehicle. And also because I drive a station wagon and his car was bigger and tougher than mine.
And then the whole "grad" thing really started to take off. Besides the Grade 7 Grads, I started to hear of other ridiculous graduation ceremonies. Like kindergarten grad! And even preschool grad! Parents that I worked with would have to leave work for a few hours in the afternoon to attend their child's kindergarten grad? Really??? I remember rolling my eyes and thinking, "Wow. People are really letting this grad thing get out of control."
Of course it was ridiculous and out of control then. And for other people.
But you would understand if I told you it's totally different now that there's Ruby, right?
Because today, we take it one step further. Today, Ruby graduates from Babydaze (our Mommy/Baby group). We've been going to this group faithfully every Wednesday since she was 10 weeks old. Now that she's 6 months old, it's time to move on (and get a life). So they hold a little grad ceremony for the graduating babies. There are diplomas and food and drinks (not my kind of drinks) and cake. I am right now deciding if she should wear a dress or not...
I realize that perhaps having a grad ceremony at only 6 months old, is probably setting the bar for many more "grads" and other such events to come. But having just celebrated her "1/2 birthday" complete with cake and balloons, I'm pretty sure that Pandora's Box has already been opened.
Oh, and I made her this hat. Have I gone too far?
About twenty minutes later, he suddenly appeared at the door of the computer room with a serious look on his face. He walked into the room and sat down beside me. He put one hand on my knee and looked into my eyes and said, "Honey, we have some big decisions to make... "
Now, I've known Steve for a very long time. Almost 10 years. And in that time I've learned a lot about him. One thing? He doesn't do well with "serious" talks. No big heart-to-hearts for him. If I start discussing something serious with him, I can see him panic and glaze over and he brushes me off with "Don't worry about it." or "It'll be fine" or "We'll find the money somewhere" or "She means nothing to me" and then he looks for the quickest exit. (Just kidding on that last one).
So with this sudden serious and sombre mood that I've so rarely seen in him, I panicked. What could this be about? Does he want to try to have another baby already? Are we going bankrupt? Is he thinking about quitting his job? Does he want me to go back to work already?
My heart was racing. I knew this would be big...
And then he pulled the surround sound manual out of his pocket and showed it to me. "We can either put the speakers on these here stands, or we can mount them on the wall. What do you think we should do?"
Yes, people. A decision needed to be made about the positioning of speakers.
Life or death.
Almost his death.
If you hate Texas, you would laugh at the fact that despite the Longhorns beating Oklahoma, OU is still in the National Title game.
If you hate Alabama and Florida State, then you're probably in hospital spitting blood after laughing about their offseason issues.
I love the college football offseason.
Forget results, rankings, and the bloody BCS. We don’t have to talk, bitch and fight about that any more. We don’t have to pelt our team with snowballs after losing at home to Syracuse. We don’t have to call for Joe Paterno or Bobby Bowden to retire.
Because, in the college football offseason, everything is perfect.
After all, who cares about last season? You can use the words “Not this year” and look forward to Cocktail Parties, White Outs, and games between Army and Navy. In a world where 1 team is National Champion in the start of January, in August there are well over 100. Critics be damned!
You can rejoice if Phil Steele picks four of your players are picked as pre-season All-Americans (albeit none of them in the top team!). You can tell any of your divisional rivals that THIS will be the year you’ll take home the conference crown. And more’s the case, all of your teams are 12-0 and going to Pasadena this year (it’s the first year for a few that USC actually WANT a Rose Bowl game, right?). And you can high five your friends when you pick up 2010’s ‘Can’t Miss Recruit’ (then pray he doesn’t get arrested/move school on you/decide not to play football any more). Oh, and if your team IS a preseason No.1, then screw the rest of 'em - you've got preseason bragging rights!
Of course, the offseason is also a time to despair, write your team off and hate life in general. Fans in Auburn? You’ve just already given up on new head coach Gene Chizik. Fans of Alabama and Florida State? Give those wins back, baby! Fans of Florida? Can our players stay out of trouble?
I love the offseason. Roll on February 2010.
There's my buddy, Taylor Davis, who tells me that during his days at Middlebury College, it was simply "the done thing" to take a handicapped guy to the game (I asked him after Rick Reilly immortalized Butch in a 2003 article).
There's my buddy at Penn State who decided not to go to a game and give his ticket to a friend because his buddy might miss out.
There's the story of my friend Dan Deyo, who's out serving the country in the USA. Someone out there's created a 'Daniel Deyo Fan Club' on Facebook for him - and it's already got 351 members. And if you're a Penn State fan, make sure you sign up - he's Nittany Lions crazy! Oh, and he - and his family - are incredibly nice people. Just don't swear (trust me on this!).
And there's the story of this writer's many friends across the Atlantic, who have played 'Good Samaritan' to me just because I couldn't miss 'THAT' sporting event. You know who you are.
A little less so when I've had difficulty sleeping for a couple of days and I am woken up to a phone call that is a wrong number.
Even less so when the person phoning has listened to my voice mail message (which is in english), then left a long winded message (in punjabi).
Slightly less so when that person calls back again 20 minutes later.
More so when I answer the phone (in english) and the person speaks to me (in punjabi) and I tell the person "wrong number!" (in english).
I soften a bit when the voice on the other line turns to english and says, "Oh what I do? I so sorry!"
But then I start to really get pissed when the person calls back three consecutive times after that within five minutes...