As per usual my Saturday morning consisted of waking up, grabbing my cookie from the fridge and planting myself on the couch.
Saturday's rock. Unfortunately, this only lasted for a short while since I had my reflexology appointment at 10:00. My Man's was at 9:00 o'clock so when I got there I was fortunate enough to catch the tail end of his appointment. I love listening in on his appointments because I'm nosy and like to know what's going on. I also like to take notes on what to bug him about later, like taking it easy on the Rugby practices and gym. To be exact her words were, "you NEED to slow down, if you keep going at the pace you're going you're going to take years off your life. You need to scale back, take a year off Rugby." What I heard was, "Stop going to Rugby every other night and watch movies with your girlfriend instead. Hanging out with your girlfriend will add YEARS to your life." Gawd, she's smart.
After MY appointment I headed straight for the gym. That's 3 days in a row. Write that down. Since I had done Power the night before (total body weights) I opted for 40 minutes on the Elliptical. It felt more like 2 and half hours, but I know 40 minutes was right because I was staring at the clock the ENTIRE time. Straight from the gym I went home to make some lunch and shower. I was going to a "Bark-B-Q" at Lexie's house.
The name had something to do with these guys....
The Hot Host
My Lunch was THIS
Don't be sick.
Cut up to look like THIS
Cheese Sauce - 2 Tbsp Hummus, 1 Tbsp Nutritional Yeast, 1 Tbsp Water.
I also tried to eat some weeds but after spotting a bug that was the END of that..
Before heading over to Lex's house I had a few things to do. One, was to get my oil changed. The mini digital screen inside my car has been flashing "Oil Life 0%" for quite some time now, okay 2 months, and I finally decided to step up and have it changed. I pulled into the Oil Changing place and waited while the only employee working finished up with another car. As I watched I slowly became nervous. He was standing in front of a gentleman's car barking out orders like, "Flash your brights, turn your left signal light on, right signal, rev your engine to 2000 RPM's." Why so many questions? If there is some kind of test afterward I am not prepared. Who's car goes to 2000 RPM's? Mine says 1,2,3,4, maybe 5? There is no mention of a thousand.
Anyway, he finally got around to my car and thankfully the only thing I had to do was start my engine. I also learned that in order to get the "Oil Life 0%" to say "Oil Life 100%" all I have to do is press the gas pedal to floor 3 times and then re-start my car. SCORE, I thought to myself. I NEVER have to change my oil again. I quickly realized that the only person winning in that situation would be the mechanics I'd be paying after ruining my car with years of dirty oil. Still I felt like someone had just given me the answers to a REALLY important exam.
Next I picked up Mel and we hit up Costco for some BBQ goodies. Since it was Costco we left with the HUGH JASS version of everything. A fruit platter big enough to feed 40 starving children, a boat load of shrimp and 50 cans of diet pepsi. However, we did manage to leave with the smallest bag of chips, the one thing that should have been huge. We finally got to Lex's place around 4:00 and spent the rest of the day/night eating, chatting and having a REALLY good time. I LOVE backyard Bbq's and I LOVE sitting around and chatting even more.
Sunday looked liked this....
Cinnamon Swirl PB
Pumpernickle & PB
Father's Day BBQ
First, I need to tell you a story. So about 3 months ago I lost the diamond necklace my Man had bought me for Christmas one year. Technically it wasn't lost, it was actually eaten. By my car.. One day I took it off and set it in the cup holder as I was heading into Brown Sugar for a spray tan. I came back out and it was GONE. It wasn't stolen because for one, I lock my doors and two, what kind of thief runs around breaking into cars and stealing cup holder contents. I knew exactly what had happened. It had fallen into one of the 3 holes located around the holder. See, weeks prior I had left a Starbucks coffee in my cup holder for so long that the bottom gave way and filled the rubber cup holder cover with old coffee. I then had to get rid of the rubber cover leaving hungry holes behind. I told my Sister, my Dad and my Man but no one was in a hurry to help me retrieve it.
Anyway, yesterday I told my Mom and Grandma and immediately the search was one on. That's the key to these things, you need to tell other women (my Sister didn't count). First, the two of them searched my car and then my DAD came out. He lifted up the emergency break and the two of us eyed the inside of the console. And then... I SAW it. You know those moments in life where an event takes place, a moment passes by or you do something and immediately discover what you're ACTUALLY passionate about. Well I'm passionate about finding things. The satisfaction I felt when I spotted the chain in the depths of the dark console was truly gratifying. If I could have a career in finding things I would be truly happy.
"What do you do for a living?"
"I'm a finder."
Anyway, the other point to this story is that my Dad made a wire hook and retrieved it. He saved the day as usual because he is my H-E-R-O.
The food looked like THIS
Everyone brought something and this next one was my contribution. I don't really know how it went over since the only time I heard about it was when my Dad jokingly pointed at the heaping pile of cauflower and told my Man, "I don't think you've had YOUR portion yet, I'm pretty sure the rest of this is yours."
Cauliflower with Cheesy Hummus Sauce (because i'm obsessed). See recipe above or in every daily post.
Dessert was the BEST part as usual..
Sex on my Plate
Just where I like it.
After Supper my Sister and I were on clean up duty. I still don't know how it happened but she got to be the "washer". I hate being the dryer. Seriously, when we were younger it was always a fight over who would wash and who would dry. The dryer, obviously being disgruntled (and most likely me) would always inspect each "clean" dish as it came into the holding pit (aka the clean sink where it would wait to be dried). The only way to win back any dignity as the dryer, one would have to find a dirty dish, or more preferably dirty dishes, and throw them BACK into the soapy water, "HA, that one ISN'T clean". Since i'm an extremist and don't like doing things I don't want to do this usually led to a lovely game of pass the dishes (back and forth). The dishes could take hours. That was unless I was washing and then I was like a speed racer throwing dishes into the holding pit as FAST as I could. The only way to win washing dishes was to walk away finished while the dryer still had a sink full of drying.
In other news..
SO I've decided that since i'm getting back into the gym and its summer now would be a good time to work on tightening things up. By things I mean my ass and abs. I'd like to see if maybe I could get some SERIOUS definition going on. You know what they say; your body's appearance is like 80% nutrition. That's HUGE. Especially seeing as how in my mind 80% is JUST like 100%, that's what I told myself in school anyway.
Random Classmate - "How did you do?"
Me - "GREAT, I got like everything right!"
Random Classmate - "Wow, you got 100%?"
Me - "No, 80!!... Yeeeeeeeeeesss"
I know I already eat healthy food but I have tendency to do unhealthy things like add half the salt shaker to my Butternut Squash Fries and eat ridiculous amounts of Peanut Butter. Peanut Butter is healthy but I believe 2-3 Tbsp of Nut Butter is the max number of servings recommended for one day. I eat more than this. I am also blaming my addiction to Cinnamon Swirl on the evaporated cane juice it contains.
So anyway, I know what you're thinking, "Your going on a DIET?!" My answer? Hell NO. I am going to make some SMALL tweaks to the stuff I currently eat and see if I can do it for JUST two weeks. By tweaks I mean give up my addictions, give up the stuff I eat in excess with NO self control. NO using my Salt Shaker (apparently salt makes you bloated in turn hiding definition) and NO Cinnamon Swirl. I think you should know that I bought a new jar of Cinnamon Swirl on thursday and last night it became an Almost Empty Jar. That's disgusting. Also, if I eat Pumpernickle with PB I have to measure out an accurate Tbsp. I feel like if I can do it for 2 weeks then when I add salt and free handing PB back in it should all be more controlled. Hopefully, I will no longer be immune to the taste of salt.
Sooooo to sum it up...
-No Salt Shaker
-No PB & Co (because they've definitely laced it with something)
-USE measuring spoons
-No mindless snacking
I figure those 4 things should do the trick. If I was a betting women I wouldn't put any money on me, but i'm going to TRY.
Now purely for your entertainment...