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Still going on about food . . . .

Wednesday, April 27th, 2011

Is anyone else tired of hearing me talk about food yet?

So I went home last night and had a broccoli stir fry mix from a bag mixed up in my wok (Pam-ed instead of oiled) and with some of the left over spaghetti squash thrown in.  And it was really yummy.  And then I stood there and figured out how to peal a grapefruit like Erica taught me and boiled up half a dozen eggs so I could have one for breakfast and Justin could use the others for egg salad (I’m only supposed to have 2 per week) and chatted with Justin’s grandma while she got herself sorted out in the living room.

I’ve realized that now that I’m not supposed to eat carbs, I have no idea how to cook.  Can’t make up a pot of pasta or rice.  Can’t make a grilled cheese sandwich.  Can’t have pizza.  Can’t have corn dogs.  Can’t have pancakes.  Can’t have baked potatoes.  No oatmeal or cereal.  I’ve just described most of the contents of our pantry and freezer.

Do you know how hard it is to find recipes that are carb, sugar, soy, and dairy free?  Ridiculously hard. 

But really, this is about complaining.  It’s a cry for help. :)   Please!  Send me food ideas!  I need breakfast ideas that are prepare-ahead or fast or make-at-workable.  I need meal ideas!  I’m building a new repertoire here and I’m looking for ideas.

I spent time over my lunch hour digging through AllRecipes.com looking for ideas.  When I get home, I’m climbing up on the counter in our kitchen and pulling down the cookbooks to look up there for ideas.  Because I’m really starting from scratch and I’ve got a lot of learning to do.

Other news!

I tried making a loaf of bread last night using a new all wheat recipe and it didn’t work at all.  It didn’t cook all the way and ended up falling in on itself.  Just a little more mass and we could have had a black hole in our kitchen.  Unfortunate, but I still ate a little bit of it anyway.  And that, my friends, is the depth of my addiction.  *Sigh*  Also, I have been drinking so much water today to make up for that.

Justin went with his grandma to pick up his mom from the airport this morning.  As far as we know, she’s still not planning to stay at our house.  In fact, our impression, given her farewell as she and his grandma set out for Charleston for the afternoon, was that she doesn’t intend to see him the rest of the time she’s in town.  We’re just rolling with it.  Whatever happens, happens.

We bought me a nice new pair of headphones for me to use at work since I work in a noisy environment and it’s hard to concentrate on my work with all the noise.  They arrived yesterday and I’ve been wearing them all morning.  I’m not sure I’ve ever really listened to recorded music before!  These things sound amazing!  I don’t think I’ll ever be able to go back to regular little headphones ever again.

I brushed and flossed my teeth after lunch today and now I’m afraid to eat the grapefruit I brought for snack.  My gums are sore and bleeding.  That’s not a good combination with citrus.  But it’s definitely helping me avoid the mindless snacking.  I figured when my mouth feels clean, and doesn’t taste like food, then I don’t think about food so much.  That’s the theory, anyway. I’m working on proving it.

And that’s enough of all that!  Please, send me food ideas!  I’m looking for fast, easy, delicious, soy-, dairy-, carb-, and sugar-free.  Can’t be that hard, right?!

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3/29!

Tuesday, March 29th, 2011

I should be doing something productive,  I’m sure, but it’s my 3-year anniversary today, so I’m sitting here in my pajamas near this handsome man playing flash games on his computer, while we share a bag of Starburst candy chews.  I’m drinking a glass of wine, which has made my head a little fuzzy, but it’s that soft kind of fuzzy where I’m content to be warm and lazy, poking at my computer here while he plays games there.  We picked up pizza on our way home from the chiropractor’s office and sitting around, eating junk food and being lazy, was just the perfect way to spend our evening.

And writing this is taking way too much thought and effort, so I’m going to go back to checking my RSS feeds.  :)

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I’ve been working a lot

Friday, March 18th, 2011

I know, I know.  “Where did  I go?”

Two weeks ago I was still sick.  I rested through the weekend and went to work on Monday (3/7), still feeling it a little, but not so much that I was going to stay in bed again after being stuck in bed all week.  I love my bedroom, it gets great light and and there’s lots of blankets and pillows and I can read for hours or watch TV.  But by the end of being sick, I was DONE being in there.

Justin knows what I mean, because as soon as I got over the cold, he caught it.  Same symptoms: mild cough and nasel drip and some sneezing and lots and lots and lots and LOTS of sleeping.  He got frustrated with being in bed so much, too.

That week, while he was sick, I worked on trying to catch up on the work that I had missed the week before — I only worked 12 hours that whole week when I got sick.  So I worked more than 50 hours that next week to try to catch up.  I didn’t catch up.  So this whole week I’ve been trying to do that again.  I worked normal hours on Monday, but the rest of the week I’ve been working an extra hour each day.  And I’m here at work today, too.  I hope that I won’t need to be here all day, but we’ve been trying to get 3 airplanes delivered (one of them has 3 separate documents for me to complete) and I’m behind on getting preliminary documents out for airplanes down the road.  This week, I’ve completed 6 documents and I’m working on a 7th.

It’s been a heck of a week.

For a while there, I was hanging out with friends in the evenings and weekends.  This whole month, I’ve either been sick or I’ve been working.  I’m ready to be done with this schedule.

On the positive side, because there’s sunlight in the evening and because spring is in bloom here (Sorry, all you northerners!  You should come visit! Bring lots of allergy meds!), Justin and I have been going for walks when I get home.  We wander around the neighborhood mostly, not going very fast, just making sure to get outside and stretch our legs after sitting in front of computers all day long.  And it’s been a really enjoyable time, wandering around and babbling about books we’ve read and things in the news and other random things floating around in our brains.  I’ve enjoyed it so much that yesterday, even though we had a chiropractor appointment after I got home, I found a place where we could go for a walk before we hit a couple stores for things.  It’s a big patch of woods just off the main road.  With trails!  It’s just there, without much information about it and with no one in sight the whole time we walked around.  It’s the perfect place to go running, I think, because the trails are in pretty good condition and it’s wooded, so it’ll stay cool, and it’s beautiful!  I’m excited to go back there again.

And I’m hoping that next week will be significantly more quiet than this last week.  My intention is to work no overtime the whole week.  And to not have people asking when I’m going to finish something because I really need to have it done by such-n-such date so there’s time for review and oh, by the way, did I know about this really significant change to the scope of the project?

Anyway.  It’s the end of my lunch so I’ve got to get back onto this.  But that’s what’s been going on.  Life should calm down a little soon.  It’s either that or I make myself calm down and the rest of life can just carry on with the crazy by itself, thank you very much.

By the way, my shoulder is feeling more and more healed.  It still hurts when I move it certain ways and sleeping is still annoyingly paintful, but it doesn’t ache with that throbbing ache that it did a couple weeks ago.  I’m still icing it sometimes and I’m still taking it easy on that arm and we still have no idea how I managed to injure it in the first place, but it’s getting better.

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Still sick.

Thursday, March 3rd, 2011

Oooh, yeah.  Still with this cold thing.

Monday, stayed home from work.

Tuesday, went to work late.

Wednesday, came home from work early.

Thursday, stayed home from work again.

Friday, will be staying home again.

Wednesday, I got home around 2:30 and Justin tucked me right into bed.  And I slept until he woke me up for soup at 7:30.  And then I slept until 2:30 when I got up to pee.  And then slept again until 7:30 when I got up and showered and tried to get ready for work, got too tired, and curled back up in bed to sleep until about 12:30.  Yeah.  That’s about 22 hours of straight sleep.  And it wasn’t that “Wow, I feel so rested!” feeling after I got up.  Oh, no.  It was that “I wish I could sleep more but it’s just not happening right now” feeling.  That fuzzy-brained, too-tired-to-move, brain-just-won’t-shut-up feeling.  So I went downstairs, watched Jumper (not impressed) and The Producers (quite amusing) and Surragates (enjoyable).  I love Netflix.

Anyway.  If you haven’t heard from me, it’s because I’m sleeping.  My cough and sneeze and runny nose are both greatly diminished from yesterday, which would be a lot more exciting if things didn’t smell so badly after lying in bed for a day and a half.  I think my temp is back down normal since I’m not freezing cold all the time anymore.  I’m very hopeful that I’ll be feeling all the way recovered very soon now.

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This is why I haven’t been writing

Saturday, February 26th, 2011

Sunday was great!  Slept in, got breakfast in bed, read a book, talked with all my immediate family, got delicious dinner, and watched a funny movie.  It was delightful!

Monday, my department moved from one side of the building to the other and considering all that has to happen with that (people to move the computers, people to move the boxes and bookshelves and file cabinets, people to move the phones) and the number of people moving (about 30) and trying to get some work done at the same time, it went surprisingly well.  My feet ached by the end of the day, but I think it was the most smooth move we’ve done yet.  I got lots of compliments on how well I got everybody organized.  It almost makes up for how frustrated I was getting at the end of the week when people kept interrupting me to answer their questions about why the printer still wasn’t working or where they could get keys for their desk or what to do about it being so cold on one half of the room (the other half is warm and part of the problem there is that the thermostat for the warm half of the room is actually out in the hallway, and the thermostat for the cold half of the room is broken — we’re working on it).  Anyway.  It was successful.  I went home, Justin rubbed my feet, I fell asleep sitting in a chair, but woke up in time to watch Castle.

Tuesday, I woke up and couldn’t move my right arm very well.  I couldn’t raise it up above my shoulder and it hurt.  All day, I kept on trying to solve moving issues and try to get a document completed that I’m really late to submit.  That evening we went to the chiropractor’s office for adjustments and he (actually, let me put in here that when I say “my chiropractor” I could mean one of three people — it’ s a family business, so it could be the father, his daughter, or his son — but it’s just easier to be non-specific) (in this case, it’s the son) fixed up my shoulder blade so I could move my arm, commenting that I “really messed it up.”  Trust me, it gets worse.  And afterward, we stayed behind for a health talk and free pizza.

I have no strong recollections of Wednesday, so it’s safe to say it was a lot like Tuesday.  Answering annoying questions while trying to get work done.  Not making it very far on my work, but resolving a lot of moving issues.  I did manage to make a good deal of progress on one aspect of the project, though, so that was good.  Unfortunately, my shoulder was still hurting.  And I spent the evening working on paying bills and balancing the checkbook.

Thursday I worked from 7am to 8pm and it was exhausting.  I had to finish up as much of my project as I could, so I eventually put on my headphones and put up a sign saying that I was trying to finish up this project, so please let me concentrate.  And I’m pretty sure that my lead started turning people away and telling them to let me work because I was able to get a lot of work accomplished without being interrupted.  I was still there after everyone left, but I managed to get it done and sent out for review and I might actually get it submitted before the middle of next week.  Still VERY late.  I went home, Justin drew me a bath, and I sat in the bath, reading, until after 10, when I got out and went to bed.

Friday, I slept in a little before going back to the chiropractor’s office again because my arm was feeling even worse.  He (the son, again) started poking at different spots on my shoulder to try to identify the problem.  Once he found the spot and I stopped gasping in pain from him poking a finger at it, he took his activator (hammer thing) and tried to put it back into place.  Once I stopped crying from the pain (seriously, it hurt SO MUCH! it was like an 8 on my pain scale), he put a cold laser on it and then gave me a cold pack and said that if it wasn’t feeling better by morning, I should come back in and he’d take an x-ray.

What I hurt, somehow, was my sternoclavicular joint, though I’ve got no idea how I really did that because usually it takes something like getting punched in the chest or something with a contact sport.  But let me tell you, it hurts.

I went to work after getting an ice pack from home and managed to get caught up on another project that I’d been neglecting all week and left after about 4 hours of working.  I went home, kept putting ice on my collarbone and relaxed.

I was still in pain this morning, (I keep moving wrong in my sleep and hurting it) though not as bad as the last couple days.  The constant pain has dulled down to a localized dull ache from a pressing pain across the whole shoulder and I have a lot more range of motion through my arm.  I still went back in and the chiropractor (son, again) took an x-ray.  It didn’t show anything, which was a little disappointing.  But I guess that’s still the better option rather than having something broken or obviously wrong.  He put the cold laser on it again, did NOT hit me with the activator (I think I might have punched him if he’d tried again), and told me to rest it and keep in icing it.

And that’s the plan.  Rest.  Ice.  Tomorrow I’m singing at church and Justin’s running the projector from the back.  Today we have no plans.  So I’m resting.

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