with Lynne and Leslie

The Path to Daring

by SweetMidlife

Hi! Lynne here! We have been taking part in this blogging thing called “That’s What She Said”, where they post a different quote by a different influential woman. This week’s quote is by Oprah, queen of many things, and here is what she said..

Okay, my first thought was, “How cool is that? We should be daring every day! Break out of your mold! Thanks, Oprah!”

Then my second thought was, “Wait, you said TODAY? I don’t have time for daring today. I can do ‘reasonable effort’, but I don’t know where I will fit ‘daring’ in.”

Sure, I have dreams, and big plans, like that play that I wrote that I need to get produced, or growing my blog, or to clean my whole house from top to bottom, and have a functional office that is so uncluttered I can sit down in it and work. Those are things that I aspire to. But I can also be a procrastinator who can spend so much time planning my big thing, that I am tired by the time it is time to actually DO it.

So for me, “daring” will be in steps. Like calling people to get together and read through my play so I can see if it is actually any good, and I can talk to the friend who is redesigning our blog and get input from him, and I can clean the downstairs bathroom, and I can start clearing things off of my desk so I can actually see that there is a desk there.

Sometimes “daring” can be one big effort. Sometimes it is made up of sure, steady, small steps in the right direction. Small, maybe. But steady.


Mom question: What won’t you eat after your kid?

by SweetMidlife
Would you eat this after your toddler? I did!

Would you eat this after your toddler? I did!

This is Leslie, and like my sister, and a lot of you, I live with a small person with no jobs, bad table manners and a demented joy in painting in his own food. Because he is developing his own palate, there are some things that he loves to eat over and over again, like bananas and yogurt, some things he likes most of the time, like small pieces of hamburger, greens and noodles, and stuff he turns on fickle-like, takes out of his mouth and drops on the floor like “How dare you even?”

A lot of the time, the food left over is not in a state where I’d ever consider eating it – Toddler is teething and he’s a drool monster, so sometimes his cups and plates and forks are a river of yuck. No yummy. But sometimes, as in the case of the above banana, or when he’s eating off my plate and there’s enough left that doesn’t have drool on it…well, I’m still hungry if he’s not.

So my question is…what can you not go for (no can do) when it comes to eating after your kids? Can you eat anything for love but you won’t do that? What is too gross for you?


Look At This Thing Tuesday: Big Boys Sleep In Their Own Beds

by SweetMidlife

Hi! Lynne here. This is “Look At This Thing Tuesday”, where we show you cool products and such that we want to tell you about. Today, we are reviewing a children’s book called “Big Boys Sleep In Their Own Beds”. 

A few weeks ago, I reviewed an e-book called “Momma, Don’t You Worry”, which is about a little boy asserting his independence by wandering away from his mom in stores. Not cool. Not cool at all, kid. But because I have a toddler, I have a front row seat to that kind of gumption. Being a big kid now must be in the air, because we were given an e-book to review about another kid showing his self-sufficiency in everything but one area.

Tommy, the big boy in the title of Ayala Saar’s “Big Boys Sleep In Their Own Beds”, is 3 years-old, and boasts of all the things he can do on his own. He can comb his hair, and go to school, and even helps with the dishes. But all of his grown-up-ness gets called in to question when he has a bad dream one night, and decides to go crash in his parents’ bed. His parents don’t really want a roommate, so they come up with several ways to give Tommy the confidence and reinforcement that he needs to sleep in his own room.

I thought that this was a really cute book. Our son has been sleeping in his own room since he was about a month old, and the few times that we have brought him into bed with us, it has ended in him climbing on us and a tangle of elbows and knees and one of us eventually either taking him back to his room, or us getting up and starting breakfast because the sleep ship has sailed. Because of that, I see the merits of convincing little ones to go back to their beds, in the most comforting way possible, and the way that Tommy’s parents in the book handle it is really loving. Now, if you are a proponent of co-sleeping, this book might not fit into your philosophy, since your bed is the family bed, which means that it’s your kid’s bed, too. That being said, though, I think that this book would be a great help in giving your child the self-confidence to sleep alone, if that is what you are going for. It is a sweet book and a quick read, and you can find it here on Amazon. 

Disclosure:We were given a free copy of the book for review purposes, but the thoughts and opinions are my own.  Reference ID: pm28f7241796510e838db4a1384ae1279d


Random Monday

by SweetMidlife

Hi! Lynne here!

So, this weekend was a normal one, I suppose, filled with Target runs and Trader Joe’s trips, and time with my favorite dudes (my husband and our son). Lots of random thoughts popped into my head as the days went by, thoughts inspired by the stuff I did and saw, and I couldn’t come up with a through-line to make it a related blog post but what these things have in common are their randomness. So, in no order of importance, are…

Random thoughts from my weekend

Beauty salons are great places for people-listening. If you are getting your eyebrows done, like I was, your eyes are closed, so you can’t really see who is talking. But you hear all kinds of great stuff, like tips on where to buy hair weave for your nieces’ upcoming wedding, some dude’s cruise stories, and that same dude’s wife’s triumph over a heart attack. You feel close to people in snippets.

Don’t feel embarrassed if the lady waxing your brows ask if she can tweeze your chin hairs. Be glad she saw them, and rock on with your naked chin.

The lady giving out samples of Starburst Jelly beans at the Target has the easiest job ever. Because people are gonna eat jellybeans and take the coupon. Because jellybeans.

Oh my.

Oh my.

People on”Family Feud” are very sure of their answers.

Why don’t the people on “Family Feud” ever think “They ask goofy people questions in these surveys, sop I am going to say the goofiest thing ever”? Because then they would win.

If you were on “Full House”, you need to get a show on “Hallmark Movies and Mysteries” channel. Both DJ and Aunt Becky have series on there. Where you at, Kimmy Gibbler?

Watching old episodes of “Murder She Wrote” are fun, because Angela Lansbury is awesome.

Jessica Fletcher did not take kindly to threats, even from people half her age.

I would still leave if I saw Jessica Fletcher checking into my hotel. Because I want to live.

When you watch “Murder She Wrote” you always see actors who were famous for other things, or going to be famous soon. Like Walter White/Malcolm in the Middle’s Dad was totally a murderous kid TV executive, and T-Bag from “Prison Break” was a nice dude adopting a kid on the same episode.

Sometimes your husband will watch 3 hours of “Murder She Wrote” with you, but then make you watch “Mountain Monsters”, where they almost catch a chupacabra every week. But he only makes you watch it for 5 minutes. He is a better person.

Trader Joe’s is crowded on a Saturday morning, but it is still so chill.

If you take your just-potty-trained son on a family walk, you should take him to the bathroom before you leave. Otherwise, halfway through he will scream “Pee”, and you run back home. But we burned calories. But we’re sorry, son. Forgive us.

You can never go here too many times.

You can never go here too many times.

Fried dough is fun to make at home. But make a small batch. Because you don’t need that hanging around.

Babies are fun.

You ever go to a liquor store and see a guy sitting by himself at the Lotto counter, looking at all of his tickets? You ever want to know his story? I do.

I’m glad I didn’t cut my dreadlocks shorter a few weeks ago because I found cool styles to wear them in long.

Watching your kid watch a movie is a delight, especially when he screams at the people in it to “Stop it!!” and to “Turn It Off!!”

For the sake of other people, we will keep him out of movie theaters for awhile. Unless you want to scream along. That works.

Mondays can be hard, but they are better when your son is “helping” your husband get ready for work. Because even if he isn’t helpful, they still get to have some time. And everyone is smiling.

The End.

Did your weekend inspire random yet thoughtful thoughts? Share them below!

 


Jane Austen thinks you’re dumb if you don’t read. Harsh but…

by SweetMidlife

Wow Jane. Harsh. But maybe true.

Just so you know, this is our contribution to the weekly “That’s What She Said” blog meet-up combination platter situation, written by Leslie.

When my sister read me this week’s quote. I actually had her repeat it because it was so…blunt. And snobby. And privileged. Jane was writing from a time when a person of means had an education, in which they were exposed to art and philosophy and literature. A man of worth was expected to be learned so he could make his way in the world, and a woman was expected to be learned so she could get a man who could make his way in the world to marry her. (That sucks but it was what it was.)

Education is not a bad thing, of course, but it assumes something very specific – namely that the man or woman in question has the TIME to read a novel. I wonder if the ladies who laid out Jane’s clothes and made her food and prepared the lanterns by which she could read would have loved to have curled up with a good book if, you know, they weren’t making it possible for Miss Missy to live her learned life. (I watch “Downton Abbey,” and I see little sad Daisy down in the kitchen trying to learn to add and talk to people above a whisper between making soup and pudding and stuff, but when does High and Mighty Lady Mary ever read when she’s not explaining to suitors how awesome she is? NEVER.) (I clearly have Lady Mary issues. She knows what she did.)

But I know Jane was a strong, outspoken woman of her time, in her way, and so I have to take her at her class and cultural level. What I hope she meant is that those who are truly enlightened should WANT to read, should want to escape into the words flowing onto a page and enter a world available to anyone who has the time and desire to trust the author and disappear into a new world. It’s not a pleasure that everyone knows, but maybe that’s because they weren’t taught to. We have a little one in the house, and we read to him. He’s a toddler and he insists on doing his own thing, even when he doesn’t know what the thing he’s doing is, so even though he can’t decipher the squiggles on those pages, he wants to turn them, staring intently at them like they’re going to come to life and tell him something.

And someday they will! I cannot wait until the day that those squiggles reveal a story, and he, hopefully, gets that desire to then uncover another one, and another. And I will tell him how many times a novel saved me from boredom, from depression, from feeling stuck. I don’t always have time to read, but when I do I guard those moments jealously. I burrow into the couch or into my husband’s comfy Archie Bunker recliner, draw my legs in under my late Aunt Martha’s afghan, and dive in. Those moments make me feel, yes, smarter, even if the book is stupid. I try not to be a snob about it – I don’t love “50 Shades of Grey” and I REALLY hate “Twilight,” but if that’s what floats your boat, let it float. Snuggle in. Take a ride. And if you don’t have the time to do it right now, make a date. But do it because it leads you. Don’t let me or Jane shame you. She don’t know you like that.


Girl, Put Your Cell Phone Down.

by SweetMidlife

Lynne here!

My friend Wonderful Tracey posted a challenge on Facebook a few days ago for people to pledge, for one week, to put down their phones when they were around other people, and linked to this article. This means no checking your status, or your email, or what Blake Shelton said on “The Voice” last night, or the latest political scandal on CNN, or who liked the funny thing you just posted because it was brilliant and people need to start pressing those “thumbs up” buttons. People are always posting challenges and such on the Facebook, as my dad called it, and some of them I have accepted (if not completed all the way), like posting a Bible verse every day because that is encouraging. Some of them I have rolled past, like forwarding something because the original poster says this proves that I love Jesus if I share it, and proves that I don’t love him if I don’t. Because that is bogus and Jesus didn’t appoint you the judge of who loves Him based on clicks.

But the putting away your phone thing hit me right in the gut, because I knew that this would be hard for me. Like really hard. Because I love my phone. I mean, I forget where it is sometimes when I am doing other things, and there are times when I have missed texts because I had my phone in my purse for a few days, and that means that I lived without it. But those times of non-phone awareness are lesser in number than the times, usually during the day, that I am constantly checking that thing. I hear a beep and I need to see who that was. I post something funny or shared a cute picture of my kid, and I look a bunch of times to see who agrees with me that I am funny and that my kid is indeed cute. I want to check it at red lights, which is dangerous. And I often check it when I am out with people. This is different from answering it if someone actually calls you, or looking down to see if I should answer it. No, this is pre-ring checking, because someone MIGHT need me. And someone might think that I am important.

And that is what it is about for me, really. People engaging with me online makes me feel worth the engagement, like I am loved. It’s about more than just the “likes” or the clicks. Just as this book I am reading about food says that we often overeat because we crave something else besides food, when I check my phone excessively, I am craving something, too.

Connection.

Which I have if people are sitting in front of me.

My kid, my lunch date, my husband, the checkout guy at Trader Joe’s. All human. All ready to communicate and make me laugh and have me listen and kiss them (my husband) and make small talk about tortilla chips. And I am throwing their desire to connect with me back in their faces if I throw them over for possible comments on that funny video I posted.

So I have been really working on this the last few days and I ain’t gonna lie. It’s been hard because just like you don’t often realize how many M&M’s you stuffed into your mouth until you look down and count them, I didn’t realize how attached I am to checking stuff until I decided to stop doing it so much. I would be lying to you if I told you that I was going cold turkey on this, but I am really, really trying. And it has been very rewarding.

Because there is a time for Facebook and web-surfing and funny things that the little girl who plays Diane on “Black-ish” said (because that little girl is comedy GOLD). And there is even time for the friends who I talk to exclusively on Facebook. But I need to set that time aside and not have that impede the people in front of me. Because that’s not right.

This is why I know that this needs to be a life-change for me, and not just a thing I try for a week. Because people are precious. And important. And I am putting down my phone now and closing the laptop.

HI! How are you doing?

Do you have a phone-checking issue? Would you take the challenge to put it down around other people?

2 of the people I can connect with when I put my phone down.

2 of the people I can connect with when I put my phone down, namely my husband and my kid.


Look At This Thing Tuesday: Oversharing

by SweetMidlife

Hi!

Lynne here! This is our second entry in “Look At This Thing Tuesday”, where we feature a new product or service or something that we think you might want to check out. This week, we want you to take a quiz that makes you think about the kind of stuff you share on the World Wide Webs and whatnot. Yes, I said “Webs”.

I will admit that I am a Facebook fan. A big one. I have caught up with old friends on it, made new friends on it, and find it a fantastic way to keep up with what’s going on in people’s lives and to share what’s going on in mine. I love sharing pictures of my family, and where we’ve been, and seeing the same from my buddies. And I write a blog, where I talk about myself and such. But I know that sometimes I have shared too much, and I have seen people talk about life details like when they leave the house to go the store, or when they are going on vacation, and the address of their next door neighbor’s real estate Open House. All of this is fun stuff, and who wouldn’t want to share your adventures and your neighborhood with people? YAY, neighbors! But when you share your whole life, people know when you aren’t home. And maybe when your kid is at school. And what school they go to. And when you are at what gym. And you have given them the address to that house and school and gym.

And I am getting creeped-out writing this.

But some people suck, and basically come up with new ways to separate you from your stuff. Look, I am the daughter of children of the ’60’s, and while my parents weren’t conspiracy theorists (well, my dad did always want to face the door of restaurants so he could see who was coming in), they always taught us to check our surroundings, and who was behind us, and to lock our doors, even if it were in a “nice” place. Because not everyone is “nice”.

So I had to admit to myself that I haven’t always done a great job of locking my virtual door on social media. I like when people ooh and ahh over pictures of my kid. I like that they know what’s going on in my life. But unfortunately, even though you can choose to share your pictures and posts with friends, Facebook makes it not-so-hard for extended people to see your stuff (when friends of friends like things) and use it how they would like. And they can Google anything. So I stopped posting about vacations while I was on them, and took my son’s exact birth date down, and I tried to be vague-er about some details of my life. But I recently got a bit of a reality check when I was given the opportunity to take a quiz made by SingleHop, a tech company that specializes in cloud computing, that tests how secure YOUR information is online, based on how much you share.

Data Privacy Month Quiz

SingleHop says: “It’s also important to remember that it’s not always up to you how your information is stored, so make sure you’re only sharing information on websites using secure hosting. An easy way to check this is to look for the secure lock icon on your browser’s address bar, or to make sure the website address begins with ‘https’ instead of just ‘http’ (the ‘s’ stands for secure!)”

 

The categories for results are Can’t Be Googled (for people who keep their personal info shut up like it’s in a vault), Keeps Family and Friends Informed But Not TOO Informed (for those who share a little more but still take some precautions) and What Happens In Vegas… Goes On Facebook (for those who are an online open book. So open that people will come and steal that book). For reals. Now, I wound up in the middle, which made me feel like I was headed in the right direction, but I know that I am not as stringent as I need to be about what I should keep private and perhaps keep to myself. And maybe you aren’t either.

So, I challenge you to take the quiz for yourself, and see how you do on it. I offer this not to make you paranoid, but to really think about the possible price you pay by sharing every little detail of your life online. And maybe you will make some changes, if you think you need to. I am going to continue to post on social media, but I am just going to be a little bit more conscious about it. Because online lives open the door to your offline life, and like my Daddy did, I am going to do more facing the door to see who walks into it.

So hey, take the quiz above, and if you would like to, share your results below in our comment section! And enjoy this song. It’s hilarious, but also cautions you about telling everybody EVERYTHING.


Theatre for the Little Ones: “Blossom’s Rainbow” at Arts On The Horizon (and Ticket Giveaway!!)

by SweetMidlife

Happy Friday everybody! Snow is melting, and the sun is shining. This is a perfect time to get out of the house and explore now that things are thawing out. This is exactly what my toddler dude and I did yesterday when we ventured to the Athenaeum in Alexandria, Virginia to see “Blossom’s Rainbow”, a play aimed at kids age 2-5. It’s presented by Arts on the Horizon, a Northern Virginia theatre company that’s totally devoted to providing shows and classes for patrons ages 0-6 (and they are the first American theatre company to focus entirely on that age range). Before I talk about our really fun time at the show, I want to disclose a few things:

1. I used to be on the board of Arts on the Horizon, and have taught for them, too. And now, I take my kid to see their shows for the same reason I was involved before: I believe in what they do, and in the power of the arts to reach even the littlest of us.

2. I was given 2 tickets to the show so I could write about it, but my opinions are, well, mine. AND I AM GIVING AWAY 2 TICKETS AT THE END OF THIS POST FOR PEOPLE IN THE DC/MD/VA AREA.

3. We watched the majority of yesterday’s show from the outside porch of The Athenaeum through the giant glass windows that look directly in on the action because my drum-obsessed 2.5 year-old marched right in the front door as the play was beginning and right up into the performing area and started beating on one of the Japanese drums used in the show. Yeah, that happened. The really wonderful cast didn’t skip a beat, and I scooped my kid up and we watched the show from outside where I could trust that he wasn’t going to do that again. And it was still good from there.

“Blossom’s Rainbow” is about the journeys of a young cherry blossom, and it uses a beautiful painting by painter Britney Mongold as the inspiration for its action. It’s a celebration of Japanese culture, and the 2 actors (Tuyet Thi Pham and Jacob Yeh), accompanied by a drummer (Mark H. Rooney), use rhythm, dance and color to bring its story to life, and keep the audience engaged by inviting them to clap along. The show is funny and the kids who we saw it with were enthralled. Seriously enthralled. It’s gently energetic, if that makes sense: it flows and moves and pops without being chaotic. Creator/director Margo Greenlee has made a show that reaches its intended audience on different levels, which is important, because if you know anyone between the ages of 2-5, you know that their interests and comprehension changes so much in that seemingly short time span. The audience that we were in seemed to all be in that age range, and each of those kids seemed to find something in it that they held on to. For my son, it was the flag that Blossom adds colors to as she completes parts of her journey. And he also wanted to hold onto the drums, which is why we watched from outside. But the very smart producers have even thought of kids who want to touch stuff, because before the show, they have metal tins out for kids to drum on, getting them geared up for the show, and giving them a chance to get their beats on beforehand. We walked in as the show was starting, so we missed that part.

I highly recommend “Blossom’s Rainbow” as a great way to introduce your child to the theater, and to the idea of being part of an audience, which is a wonderful skill to have. It’s a beautiful show. And seriously, the large windows outside of the building really provided almost a balcony experience for my very active kid, who got to watch the show, but in a way that respected the performance. It runs Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays and Sundays from now until March 29, with $8 tickets and a 10:30 a.m. showtime. If you have a little one, this is perfect for your wallet, and also for afternoon nap times. You can also make a whole adventure day out of it, as the Athenaeum is located in Old Town Alexandria, where there are many restaurants and shops within walking distance. We parked in front of a toy store, so we went back there after we rode the free Old Town Trolley up and down King Street (one block over) and ate a yummy lunch.   It was a wonderful day all around, and “Blossom’s Rainbow” was at the center of it.

AND in celebration of March 20th being World Day of Theater for Children and Young People and the quest to take a young person to a show, we are giving away 2 free tickets to the March 20th performance of “Blossom’s Rainbow” at 10:30 am in Alexandria. FREE!! If you are in the DC/MD/VA area, you should enter. In our comments section below, tell me about your favorite live theater or music experience, either as a kid or as an adult by Sunday, 3/15 at 8pm.. That’s it! I will randomly pick a winner and announce it here and on our Facebook page on Monday morning, and have the winner contact me then.

Happy Theatre-going!


Look At This Thing Tuesday: “Momma, Don’t You Worry”

by SweetMidlife

Hi Peeps! Welcome to “Look At This Thing Tuesday”, our new weekly feature where we will review or talk about cool products and such. Today, Lynne will be introducing you to a children’s book that she can totally relate to, and she bets that a lot of you can too…

Lynne here!

It’s been really really cold in the Northeast, if you hadn’t heard, so yesterday’s 50 degree temperatures made us feel like we were in Miami. This was a good reason to swoop up my toddler son and head down to our town’s Main Street and harbor, and look at the boats and wave at the ducks and ride the trolley and get donuts and pretty much have the best kid day ever. In our rush to get out into the sunshine, I hadn’t really thought about the fact that I probably should have brought my son’s harness backpack with the strap on it that I hold to keep him close (Okay, it’s really a kid leash), so before we got out of the car, I told him that if we were going to do this, that he was going to have to hold my hand the whole time that we were out. And he agreed, but as is common of almost 3 year-olds, he has this sense of adventure and independence that propels him towards shop windows and docks, and streets, and I had to be literally extra-clingy in order to keep him from getting too far away from me.

The main character in the new kid book, “Momma, Don’t You Worry” by Louie Lawent, can relate. The little boy who narrates the book is 5 years-old, and feels like his Mom is cramping his style by holding his hand when they go out because he is totally sure that he can handle crossing the street and shopping malls all on his own. But all of that is tested when he walks away a few steps too far from his mom one day. Now, because I am currently living with a little person who thinks he can handle much more than he can, the idea of this book terrified me and gave me comfort at the same time, because although I don’t want to think about my kid getting lost, I was sure that this book would be a helpful tool in the war of wills with kids who like to run.

Momma_Cover(1)

And I was right! “Momma, Don’t You Worry” is a quick read with really colorful pictures that would make a great bedtime book. Kids will love it because it’s rhyming words are very melodic, and because they can relate to the little boy in the story. I can totally hear everyday kids protesting their protective parents’ attempts to keep them close using the exact same words. More than that, though, is the message. This book speaks to a child’s independent spirits while at the same time giving them really good information about what to do if they do wander too far away from their grown-up. I also took a lot away from it as a parent: it reminded me that my instinct to be vigilant about my kid when we are in public is correct, and that I can honor his natural desire to explore while still keeping an eye or hand on him. I absolutely recommend “Momma, Don’t You Worry” for kiddies and their adults, and you can get it on Amazon in digital form for $1.29!! WHAT? Seriously, that is beyond a great deal. Check it out.

Disclosure: We were given a free copy of the book to review, but the opinions are totally ours. 


Revisiting the “Abs Diet,” spaghetti squash, and hopefully my abs

by SweetMidlife
Here we go again!

Here we go again!

This is Leslie, and I’ve been writing about my attempts at good health, weight loss and general prolonged fabulousness for, well, ever. Things have started to turn around, with a brief budging on the scale and some changes in flabbiness in some areas. The workouts have been more consistent, and that helps, but the biggest key to weight loss is what you eat. That sucks, because I would much rather work out three hours a day and still eat pecan pie every night than never have pecan pie. Or pecans. Or pie. I love you, pie.

But I also love not being fat, and it is to that end that I have been trying to stick to eating well. I’ve done everything – Weight Watchers, clean eating, calorie counting and, off and on, Men’s Health’s “The Abs Diet,” which I had amazing success with about, like 8 or so years ago. I think I read about it in “Women’s Health,” and I took to it, because even though it has the word “diet” in it, it’s really more like a lifestyle, but with enough rules to keep my honest. I do better with some rules, because if not the pie takes over.

I admit that when I had the most success with the Abs Diet, I was still running hardcore, working out five or six days a week, and was also in my 30s before the Bad Metabolism set it. And I wasn’t a regular cocktail reviewer, didn’t share food and a home with a husband and a toddler, and just seemed to have more time to plan meals and do stuff. But I broke out the book the other day and realized that a lot of it is in keeping with how I’ve been trying to eat – whole grains, lots of veggies, lean fish and meats, the avoidance of processed stuff.

But, again, there’s rules and a cute little acronym, which tells you of the foods you should focus on, eating at least two of them in each meal and one in each snack. So I ordered the 2012 version, the “New Abs Diet For Women,” plus a cookbook I am still waiting for. It’s basically like the first one, but with some updated testimonies and more women-centric info.

So it goes like this…

Almonds and other nuts

Beans and legumes

Spinach and other green veggies

Dairy (low fat or fat free)

Instant oatmeal

Eggs

Turkey and other lean meats

Peanut butter

Olive oil

Whole grain breads and cereal

Extra-protein (whey) powder

Raspberries and other berries

There are things on this list I always fudged, since I don’t eat turkey or meat, and used lean cuts of fish and tofu for that “T,” and I like real oatmeal instead of the instant stuff and it seems that was only there for the “I.” And now that I’ve been trying to eat clean, I would rather not do protein powder, preferring instead to do ricotta cheese, which is listed as a substitute. If I can do it naturally, I would rather do it.

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Since Mondays are a good day to start things, I started today, with a yogurt parfait (two Power foods, although the toddler who lives here ate half of it), then the end of some Israeli couscous with nuts, avocado and greens in a miso broth with tofu (three Power foods) and half a spaghetti squash with olive oil, Hoppin’ John and avocado with cheese (three Power foods). We haven’t gotten to dinner yet but I hope not to fall to ruin. Much.

 


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