Food Beast

Archive for May 2009

This weekend I tried out two new recipes.  One was from my Weight Watchers cook book.  I figure I have the damn thing, I might as well use it.  (And WW Buddy copied some recipes from it and told me how good they were, so I thought I would give one a whirl.)

My husband and I made Asian Shrimp, Snow Peas, and Rice.

Doesn't this look like it belongs in a restaurant?

Doesn't this look like it belongs in a restaurant?

It ended up being pretty good…and a bit spicy.  My friends have told me (Amanda) that I have a heavy hand when it comes to pouring shots and I now know I also have one when it comes to spices.  My lips were on fire while I was eating, but the shrimp was so good I continued eating!  Nothing stops the food beast!

I also tried out Choc-Peanut Frozen Cookies.  They are only one point and consist of peanut butter, unsweetened cocoa powder, and uncooked old fashioned oats.  They are more of a frozen snack and at first I thought they were so good.  Tonight I had one and I realized they are not really as good as I thought.  I looked at my husband as I was eating the last one and said, “I don’t think I will be making these again.  They were not as good as I thought they were going to be.”  “Then why are you eating them?” he asked.  “I don’t know…because they are there,” I answered.  I am glad they are gone, so now I won’t be eating them.  Although, I always seem to find something to munch on in the kitchen!

Chocolate covered Oreos are delicious. But anything covered in chocolate is!

So this past weekend I had two bridal showers.  NOT one, but TWO showers.  I was freaking out about my food intake and what was going to be served at the showers.  Things ended up being great and the food was perfect.  I ate like a normal person and even had dessert.  At the Saturday shower I had a fruit plate which was awesome.  I did okay at the Sunday shower.  I split a cupcake with my friend and then had a chocolate covered Oreo.  C’mon people, it will be a cold day in hell when I pass up anything covered in chocolate.  It was totally worth however many points it was because it was really good.  As we were leaving we were getting our favors and I found out it was a chocolate covered Oreo.  I put that in the refrigerator as soon as I got home so as not to eat it right away.  Although I ate it almost immediately on Monday when I got home from work.

I took Tuesday off from work.  I have come to the conclusion that I do not do well at home as far as eating.  I am constantly going into the kitchen and checking out the cabinets and the refrigerator to see what is in there.  I don’t know why I keep checking, nothing is changing in there.  Since I didn’t go to work on Tuesday, I was not sure if I was going to attend the weight watchers meeting because I usually go right after work since it is only 10 minutes or so from work.  I ended up not going and instead I ate Thin Mint girl scout cookies and Lays wavy potato chips…and they were not baked and they sure were GOOD.  I would not normally eat potato chips, but my husband was eating them and they looked really tempting so I caved.  After I got home from guitar lessons I then ate the head off of an Easter bunny.  Oh yes, we still have Easter candy in the house.  I refuse to throw it out because I really LOVE chocolate and I am trying to eat it in moderation, but sometimes it can be very hard!  I was thinking of just eating the whole bunny to be done with it, but then I gained control.   I am hoping with the long weekend coming up I hope there is less checking of the cabinets and the refrigerator!

Been a little busy so have not blogged in a while.  The bruise on my arm finally went away from my iv last week…thank goodness.  Went to get weighed in on Tuesday and was REALLY excited because I was down 2 pounds!!  I was really happy because the week before I had stayed the same.  This also means that I am only 3.8 pounds away from my lifetime goal.  Well…that is according to weight watchers.  When I weigh in at home it is only 1 pound because I choose to weigh in in my underwear in the privacy of my own home.

Being a lifetime member means that I can attend meetings for free.  It also means that I only have to go get weighed in once a week.  Does that mean I can be a beast the rest of the month?!

The other night I was watching television with my husband and was craving something chocolatey.  Since we are slowly eating our Easter candy, I went into the fridge to get the Cadbury mini eggs.  We ate a few and then I closed the bag.  When it was time for bed, I went to grab the bag so I could put them away and I must had grabbed it from the wrong end because the rest of the eggs went flying out of the bag, hit the floor and started rolling everywhere.

“Oh, no!  Grab them!”  I went running all over the living room to catch the eggs.  My husband looked at me and asked, “You are not going to eat those, are you?”  “Um…yes.  Have you heard of the five second rule?”  You can bet your butt that I put those 10 eggs back in the bag and put them back in the fridge.  I ate them the next day and they were delicious!

Al-friggin’-righty then.  Today was not a good day AT ALL!  Today is Teacher Appreciation Day and the PTA hosted a luncheon at school.  The teachers get very excited for this because the food is fabulous.  Usually the food is donated by the parents, but this year there was also some catered food.  I was wondering how I was going to handle this.  What the hell was I going to eat so that I could stay on track for the day, but still treat myself a tiny bit?  I figured I would play it safe with a salad, so I filled more than half my plate with that.  I then had steamed broccoli, a piece of chicken, and at the last minute I added a little bit of a pasta salad that had spinach and tomatoes.  I was excited about the pasta salad because that is one of my all time favorite warm weather food.

I sat down and dug in.  I ate the pasta salad first.  As I was eating it I noticed there was goat cheese in it and it was damn good.  I was chatting with some of the women at my table.  Another teacher commented on how many dished contained nuts.  I said that I agreed and told her how careful I was as I put food on my plate because of my tree nut allergy.  My allergy is pretty bad.  To the point that my throat can close if I don’t get Benadryl right away or I could have to use my EpiPen.  I would rather die than have to use the EpiPen because the directions say to”jab firmly into thigh to ensure that the black tip releases.”  I don’t f*cking think so!

Warning - This may contain traces of nuts.

Anyway, about five seconds later my lips, tongue, and throat were tingling and I realized that I definitely ate something that had NUTS!  I looked at my friend Christine and told her that I think I ate a nut.  I moved the food around on my plate and realized there were two walnut halves under some lettuce.  (I later found out that they were in the pasta salad.  Who the f*ck puts walnuts in pasta salad?)  I ran out of the luncheon and down the hall like a bat out of hell to get to my office to take two Benadryl.  I then grabbed my EpiPen and went to the nurse’s office.  I hung out there until Dave came to get me.  The school nurse called my doctor who suggested I head to the ER just to be sure.  WHAT!!  While I waited in the nurse’s office, my principal came in and said, “You will do anything to go home early, huh?”  Yeah, I wish.  Long story short, I went to the ER where they set me up with an iv.  I had a steroid drip which made me feel groggy and loopy, which didn’t help because I was already out of it from the Benadryl I had taken.  I then started going on about how steroids blow you up and I was going to gain weight.  Dave was giving me one of his better looks.

After two and a half hours in the ER, I was discharged.  At this point, it was after 4:00.  I had not eaten anything since breakfast and those three forkfuls of the damn pasta salad.  I had hunger pains like you would not believe.  I ate four thin mint cookies and started popping Cadbury mini-eggs like it was nobody’s business.  I felt like I deserved it for being poked and prodded at the hospital.  I am now on the couch, still under my 20 points for the day, and ready for bed.  At least I didn’t have to worry about eating anything fattening at the luncheon today!

Today I thought I had a good day.  I really stayed on track and when I got home I only had eight points left for dinner, which meant no snack.  I made turkey sausage, broccoli, and stove top stuffing.  My husband and I can’t get enough of stuffing, especially stove top.  Don’t get me wrong, homemade stuffing on Thanksgiving is amazing, but there is something about stove top that is delicious.  I could probably eat half the box in one sitting!

Tonight I measured out my half of a cup of stuffing and plopped it on my plate.  I was actually kind of surprised how much a half of cup of stuffing was.  As I was putting stuffing on my husband’s plate, I started to eat stuffing out of the pot.  Dave turned to me and said, “I see you.  And the stuffing still counts just because you didn’t measure it out.”

Stove Top taste the best right out of the pot

“I know, I know,” I said.  I have a problem and the problem is that I like to eat things out of the pot, usually after we are cleaning up from dinner and I want a few more bites.  i am not hungry, so I don’t know why I feel the need to do this.  I think I have gotten better about this, but I know I don’t really have to worry because apparently my husband is always watching!

Last night I had a weird dream.  I dreamt that Jenny McCarthy was at my weigh-in (which happened to be today and it makes me sad that I am dreaming about being weighed-in).  Although what was different in my dream was that our weigh-in was at the beach and the line to get weighed-in was really long.  Jenny came skipping over and tried to cut the line.  I got really mad because my friends and I were at the end of the line and she thought it was perfectly acceptable to cut in line because she is famous.  I left my spot in line and told her that she needed to get to the back of the line like the rest of us.  She then started to go on and on about how she has to get to the set of “Singled Out.”  I stared telling her that that show has not been on the show in over ten years.  She then started yelling about having her husband, Jim Carey, come to pick her up.  I then started yelling that she wasn’t even married to Jim Carey.  It was after this that I woke up.

Why in the world would I be dreaming about Jenny McCarthy?  Is it because she used to be the spokesperson for Weight Watchers?  Is it because she was just on Oprah last Friday and I watched the episode this weekend?  Who knows why she was in my dream?  If Jenny McCarthy can look like this after weight watchers, maybe it will inspire me too!