Saturday, July 19, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
7) The sun will come out tomorrow, but if you take on Ms. Hannigan's propensity to imbibe, you may not wake up to see it until noon.
6) The world would be a perfect place if all grocery stores offered children's supervision, free food samples, complimentary gas, nail care and facials, and Dr. Oz as your own personal shopper.
5) Walnuts are very tasty, especially when accompanied with water and extreme hunger.
4) Rodeo clowns are funny. Claiming to be one is even funnier.
3) Funnier looks funny when you write it.
2) If I could figure out a way to blog professionally, my real age would be 25...and my finances would be even less.
1) If the Barenaked Ladies can get caught with some Boog Suge, no musician is safe. I've got my eye on you, Lori Burkner.
According to ABC News:
"Americans like children. We are the only people who respond to prosperity by saying, `Let's have another kid,"' said Nan Marie Astone, associate professor of population, family and reproductive health at Johns Hopkins University.
Demographers say it is too soon to know if the sudden increase in
births is the start of a trend."We have to wait and see. For now, I would
call it a noticeable blip," said Brady Hamilton, a statistician with the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention.Demographers often use the word boomlet for a small and brief baby boom.
To many economists and policymakers, the increase in births is good news. The U.S. fertility rate — the number of children a woman is expected to have in her lifetime — reached 2.1. That's the "magic number" required for a population to replace itself.
Countries with much lower rates — such as Japan and Italy, both with a rate of 1.3 — face future labor shortages and eroding tax bases as they fail to reproduce enough to take care of their aging elders.
I'm happy to oblige.
For more on the story, click HERE.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
So, the healthy eating is starting to feel like a routine and I figured it was time to take the "Real Age" challenge.
If you are not aware of what I am referring to, this is basically a test to determine how old you really are according to your lifestyle choices, as opposed to your actual calendar age. This number is determined by things like food, diet, exercise, vitamins, family history, and other more specific things like whether or not your the child of divorce, you wear you seatbelt, and even how often you floss.
It is not only very interesting, but with the age result, you also get a list of things you are doing right, as well as a list of things you could be doing to improve your "real age".
My diet, of course, scored me a lot of points as it is rich in fish, vegetables, soy products, whole wheat grains, and nuts. My lifestyle choices also contributed to my resulting age: 29.9 years!
I am actually 32.4....which means I am doing okay, largely do to my new eating habits, I imagine.
Negatives for me came with some of my family's medical history, my inconsistent exercise routines, and failure to take a multi-vitamin.
So, I'll pick up some vitamins on my next errand run, as well as some flaxseed and fish oil (so excited about those) and we'll see about that exercise part.
Does anyone know Susan's number????
If you want to find out your "Real Age", click HERE.
Also, be prepared to fill out some info about yourself as it takes them about 20-30 minutes to calculate your results, which they email to you. If you do not want to give them your personal email address, use mine and I'll pass along your results.
In this comment, Samantha made mention of Wegman's Grocery Store (shout out to my Upstate New Yorkers), which offers a children's center in which the kids may play while you attend to your grocery shopping.
I am making note of this, as a very special thank you to Samantha is in order. I now have a solid Number 10 reason for my list of reasons why my family should relocate to Virginia.
I will be posting that list tomorrow, for anyone who might be interested....including my husband.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
As the diet dictates, you are encouraged to eat the same breakfast and lunch on a regular basis so you get into a routine of nutrition as opposed to three opportunities for indulgence. If your meal is always determined, you are less likely to choose, or even want something less beneficial. Once again, the day flew by with little hunger and the satisfying sensation of walnuts when I did start to feel the late-day twinge.
And then came dinner: Whole Wheat Vegetable Pizza.
I know....it sounds awful. Whole wheat crust sounds almost as appetizing as the edible clamation that is whole wheat pasta. But, I followed the directions, loaded on the vegetables, the sauce, the sun-dried tomatoes, and the 1/4 cup of skim mozarella and I braced myself for the worst.
And it wasn't....the worst. It was not the best either. It was okay and, even better, I was full before I even finished the recommended serving. How does that happen? I can eat multiple slices of regular pizza with the works, but three of these little wedges had me feeling stuffed.
I love it. I still don't love the crust, but I love the guilt-free eating.
And here is the best part: I survived the meal without sneaking a couple of the chicken cutlets and fries from either child's plate. This is no easy task when the act of breaking up the food for my little guy, leaves the temptation on my finger tips!
Right now I am feeling very proud, and still skeptical about how long I will be able to maintain this level of commitment.
This was not going to be good.
My husband came home just as everything came together and the smell of Asian marinade and peppers got him excited for our first night of healthy eating. I was not so convinced...though, by this time, the walnuts had done the trick and I was far from feeling famished.
The steamed green beans were fine, the brown rice pilaf was a bit bland, and the Asian Salmon was, well, wonderful.
It was restaurant good. And, despite my skepticism, it all came down to purely fresh ingredients.
Not only that, but the rice helped to fill me up and, as I type this at 8:45, I am having no problem avoiding the nighttime snacking that has become my trademark downfall.
Day 1: A success
Monday, July 14, 2008
And after that, I really felt gross and ready to get started.
Monday: Day 1
This morning's breakfast was a success that included GoLean Crunch cereal and coffee, as well as the difficult avoidance of picking at my son's unfinished muffin (apparently the oatmeal, sausage, and blueberries were enough for him...).
My first roadblock came care of Mother Nature, whose dose of rain put a crimp in my daily walk fulfillment. Never one to let anything derail my best intentions, I hit the exercise bike in the basement while the kids enjoyed some nice playtime in a place usually reserved for afternoons that never seem to end.
The rest of the early afternoon flew and it wasn't until I was preparing the Boca Spicy, Meatless, Chicken Patty lunch that I realized I forgot the mid-morning snack. The lunch actually filled me, along with the constant water drinking.
Needless to say, I am off to my typically strong and determined start that I only hope lasts longer than the first few weeks.
I have also managed to find the Dr. Oz required support partnet: Shout out to Stacey. Having secured her support, it also occurred to me that there may be others out there that have done Dr. Oz, are starting Dr. Oz, or are considering Dr. Oz.
If that means you....feel free to join in through the comments...I'm so curious to see how well this works for others.
And now for some Green Tea while the kiddies sleep....
A child psychologist did an interview in Cookie magazine this month, and made a great point about dealing with the inconsolable child: "When a person's drowning, it's not the time to teach him to swim."
Sure, this sounds easy enough: do not use this time to punish, lecture, negotiate, or attempt to reason. The first priority seems to be the need to difuse. Do whatever is takes to calm your child and save the "teachable moment" for the time after, when they actually can hear what you are saying.
If they occur at home, I usually give her space instead of attention (attention seems to prolong or encourage it). If we are in public, I just abort whatever mission I am on (at least for the moment), to get her to a secure place where she can calm herself down.
In real moments of disaster, I have just held her and reassured her. This usually starts off with some resistance, but as long as I am firm and soothing, it almost always works.
And then we talk.
Having said that, I have also had to walk out of places with her flailing in my arms and there have been more than a few times when I screamed in a pillow....but, in the words of my brother Mike, it is all a part of living the dream.
And it gets better....until the next phase.
1) The number of tantrums and meltdowns, at home or in public, have decreased significantly.
2) The reason for #1 is directly realted to the fact that 3 year olds discover a far better tool in which to incite their parents' ire: backtalk.
I don't know if I am alone in this, but as far as I can see, my 3 year old realized at some point (probably on the floor in an aisle of any one of our favorite stores) that the art of sass is not only more effective, but more fun.
Yes, oneriness is an art form that my daughter is already well on her way to mastering.
"The answer is no," is her favorite line, followed by the ever faithful, "I said yes", "No, no, no", and "I will not!". She has also feigned deafness and a host of other tricks, all resulting in more gray hairs than my hairdresser can keep up with.
And what is the most interesting part about these evaluations? Almost all of these lovely responses are taken directly from her Mommy Dearest.
Of all the things I've taught her....
Needless to say, I just keep repeating one thing to make myself feel better for the short-term...."I still have a decade until she's 13, I still have a decade until she's 13...".