Trying to, anyway. I feel so out of sorts from this whole brain injury thing. I was feeling a lot better, gradually working at getting back into my normal routine, and then I just got worse again. I think it was that fun weekend I had. I did too much. I danced a bit, walked a lot, stayed out late, had back to back events for 48 hours...I thought I could handle it but apparently not. I've been having the constant headache again, lots of dizziness and nausea, vision issues, etc. Not fun!
I'm taking it easy again. Luckily my hubby is on vacation this week and next. We had plans that didn't pan out (long story) and now we're having a "staycation." We've convinced the kids that we'll do lots of fun stuff around town while staying at home. Today we went to see Mr. Popper's Penguins. It was pretty cute.
So that's me, and where I'm at. I'm a blog slacker when I just don't feel well. I'll try to get back into the swing of things as soon as I can. My weight is holding steady. Actually today I was back down to my lowest of 145, mostly because I had a 24 hour stomach bug and haven't eaten much at all for 2 days. As if I needed THAT on top of everything else.
My life. Geez.
On a good note I laid out in the sun for a bit today and wore a bikini for the first time. Ever. That felt good. I still don't feel tone enough to wear it to the pool, but my front porch? Sure.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
My Dad
I'm a day late with this one as we had a super busy (and fun) weekend. I'm pretty beat, but I'm grateful that I was able to do so much with minimal brain injury symptoms. I had a nasty headache last night, but a good night's sleep seems to have taken care of it.
I've always been a Daddy's girl. I idolized my dad when I was young. I thought he knew everything. He really does know a lot about a lot of different things, and I credit him with teaching me how to be discerning and how to look at all sides of an issue. I could ask him about any subject, and he would tell me what he knew, and point me towards more resources for additional information. We have always shared a great intellectual connection. Some of my favorite memories of my teen years are when I had a job at my dad's workplace and we would commute together in the mornings and talk about all kinds of things: religion, philosophy, current events. My love of debate and stimulating conversation definitely stems from those experiences.
My parents got married really young; my dad was 18 and my mom 17. They just celebrated their 35th anniversary! I am so proud of them, and the fact that they did such a great job raising my two brothers and I. I feel that I am one of the lucky few who was blessed with an ideal childhood. We always had a lot of fun as a family, and knew that Dad and Mom always had us as their top priority. Dad worked hard to support his family, and even sent us to private school on a pretty limited income. I'm so grateful for all he and Mom sacrificed for us.
The thing I admire most about my Dad is the hard work he has done at getting to know and accept himself over the last several years. I think of him often in my own journey towards authenticity. He has had the guts to face and conquer some demons from his past, and he came out a stronger person in the end. I'm especially grateful for the courageous journey he took in light of the newest phase of his life. He was recently diagnosed with prostate cancer. Luckily it was caught early and his prognosis is really good, but the big, scary 'C' word is difficult to hear regardless. I was so worried when I first heard, but I know that he has the physical and emotional strength to fight and win this battle, and all of his family and friends to help him through.
He's working on changing his diet and losing some weight, and he recently told me how inspirational I am to him in that area. I'm so glad for the journeys we both have been on before getting to this point. Our pasts inspiring each others futures. It's a beautiful thing.
I love you, Daddy. Happy Father's Day.
I've always been a Daddy's girl. I idolized my dad when I was young. I thought he knew everything. He really does know a lot about a lot of different things, and I credit him with teaching me how to be discerning and how to look at all sides of an issue. I could ask him about any subject, and he would tell me what he knew, and point me towards more resources for additional information. We have always shared a great intellectual connection. Some of my favorite memories of my teen years are when I had a job at my dad's workplace and we would commute together in the mornings and talk about all kinds of things: religion, philosophy, current events. My love of debate and stimulating conversation definitely stems from those experiences.
My parents got married really young; my dad was 18 and my mom 17. They just celebrated their 35th anniversary! I am so proud of them, and the fact that they did such a great job raising my two brothers and I. I feel that I am one of the lucky few who was blessed with an ideal childhood. We always had a lot of fun as a family, and knew that Dad and Mom always had us as their top priority. Dad worked hard to support his family, and even sent us to private school on a pretty limited income. I'm so grateful for all he and Mom sacrificed for us.
The thing I admire most about my Dad is the hard work he has done at getting to know and accept himself over the last several years. I think of him often in my own journey towards authenticity. He has had the guts to face and conquer some demons from his past, and he came out a stronger person in the end. I'm especially grateful for the courageous journey he took in light of the newest phase of his life. He was recently diagnosed with prostate cancer. Luckily it was caught early and his prognosis is really good, but the big, scary 'C' word is difficult to hear regardless. I was so worried when I first heard, but I know that he has the physical and emotional strength to fight and win this battle, and all of his family and friends to help him through.
He's working on changing his diet and losing some weight, and he recently told me how inspirational I am to him in that area. I'm so glad for the journeys we both have been on before getting to this point. Our pasts inspiring each others futures. It's a beautiful thing.
I love you, Daddy. Happy Father's Day.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Update and Vegan Strawberry Ice Cream
Hey everybody! Sorry I've been lagging on the blogging front lately. I am continuing to heal and symptoms are gradually improving. I can excitedly report that I no longer have a constant headache. It comes and goes, but I would say it's only bad 1-3 days a week. That is a huge improvement and I'm really thankful. For the most part I am able to stay unmedicated, and I'm really glad about that as I was worrying what those pain meds were doing to my body.
My weight is holding steady between 145-148lbs, which just blows me away since the only exercise I've been able to do since the end of March is walking, and barely at that. I'm still off dairy. Well, yesterday was my anniversary and I decided to eat some foods that I normally don't, and then decided to just go all out. It was fun, and I'm a little sluggish and fatigued today but not too bad. We had takeout from one of our favorite Italian places, and they failed to make my cheese free pizza on whole wheat crust. I ate two pieces anyway, and had a butter infused, parmesan laden, made out of white flour breadstick as well. It was GOOD. Then the kids wanted to go to Starbucks after dinner for Frappucinos, and I had a free birthday drink postcard I'd been saving so I got a small latte. I was surprised to find that milk tastes weird to me now. I'm sticking with my coconut milk. When we got home I decided to have a piece of everybody else's pizza, that had mozzarella AND ricotta cheese on it. It was just okay, and I was so bloated and burpy last night. It wasn't exactly pleasant, but it was fun to indulge, and today I'm back to my normal eating habits.
We have been thoroughly enjoying my ice cream maker that I got for my birthday. I can't believe I didn't think to get one years ago since it is always so hard to find ice cream that is safe for my peanut allergic daughter. So far Alex and the girls have made "real" ice cream in mint chocolate chip, double chocolate chip, and coffee. I've made banana, strawberry, and chocolate from coconut milk. All have been delicious.
Vegan Strawberry Ice Cream
1 C So Delicious unsweetened coconut milk
1 C So Delicious coconut milk creamer
8-10 large frozen strawberries
1/2 C agave
1 t vanilla extract
Pinch of salt
I blend it in my Blendtec on the ice cream setting so I can skip the 1-2 hours of chilling, then pour it directly into the ice cream maker. It sets up in 15-20 minutes and is like soft serve. Store in an airtight container in the freezer. I have to let it thaw for a few minutes out of the freezer, but then it's nice and scoopable.
My weight is holding steady between 145-148lbs, which just blows me away since the only exercise I've been able to do since the end of March is walking, and barely at that. I'm still off dairy. Well, yesterday was my anniversary and I decided to eat some foods that I normally don't, and then decided to just go all out. It was fun, and I'm a little sluggish and fatigued today but not too bad. We had takeout from one of our favorite Italian places, and they failed to make my cheese free pizza on whole wheat crust. I ate two pieces anyway, and had a butter infused, parmesan laden, made out of white flour breadstick as well. It was GOOD. Then the kids wanted to go to Starbucks after dinner for Frappucinos, and I had a free birthday drink postcard I'd been saving so I got a small latte. I was surprised to find that milk tastes weird to me now. I'm sticking with my coconut milk. When we got home I decided to have a piece of everybody else's pizza, that had mozzarella AND ricotta cheese on it. It was just okay, and I was so bloated and burpy last night. It wasn't exactly pleasant, but it was fun to indulge, and today I'm back to my normal eating habits.
We have been thoroughly enjoying my ice cream maker that I got for my birthday. I can't believe I didn't think to get one years ago since it is always so hard to find ice cream that is safe for my peanut allergic daughter. So far Alex and the girls have made "real" ice cream in mint chocolate chip, double chocolate chip, and coffee. I've made banana, strawberry, and chocolate from coconut milk. All have been delicious.
Vegan Strawberry Ice Cream
1 C So Delicious unsweetened coconut milk
1 C So Delicious coconut milk creamer
8-10 large frozen strawberries
1/2 C agave
1 t vanilla extract
Pinch of salt
I blend it in my Blendtec on the ice cream setting so I can skip the 1-2 hours of chilling, then pour it directly into the ice cream maker. It sets up in 15-20 minutes and is like soft serve. Store in an airtight container in the freezer. I have to let it thaw for a few minutes out of the freezer, but then it's nice and scoopable.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
And the Winner of the Yoga Mat Is...
I compiled and numbered all entries then used a random number generator at random.org and the winner is:
Chickadee!!
(She's actually my mama but I promise it wasn't rigged. Totally random! I'm sure it's because she mentioned she's been in the market for a yoga mat.)
Congrats!
Thanks to all who entered.
Chickadee!!
(She's actually my mama but I promise it wasn't rigged. Totally random! I'm sure it's because she mentioned she's been in the market for a yoga mat.)
Congrats!
Thanks to all who entered.
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