Remember that depression I wrote about before? Gone. I think it was a combination of things; low Vitamin D levels, hormones, etc. both of which have been ammended or passed.
There's been a lot of change lately (and as usual, all at once). A lot of good change. First: W got a new job. Decent hours, I think (contrary to his last job) and even if he doesn't get the proper hours it's more per hour, so that'll help out (either way). He's off this week before he starts his new job (Monday). He was off for a couple weeks for vacation a couple weeks ago and it was nice having him home. Now? Now I'm ready to have him back out again :P Said with love, of course ;)
Second: I got a job. Finally! After 2 years I was ready to kill myself. Listen, one can only occupy oneself for so long. It's so great and I'm really blessed. It's with a small catering company (who seem to do a lot of business, even in slow season) and the people really are fantastic. I talk to my boss on the phone more than my friends! Usually we'll start talking business, but lead off to other things. I think we're around the same age, give or take a year (or two? or five? I really have no idea). I work in the kitchen and while it's only been a couple days, I seem to be doing more sweet/dessert stuff than other things. I think I'm their gluten-free and dessert consult (which isn't her chef's specialty; he's more of a meat/mains/soup guy). I mean really, I'm asked about what I think they should do for / this / or / that /. It's... weird; I'm asked my opinion and it... matters! I'm still in shock! :P My passion for food is embraced and encouraged (as the owner & chef also have said passion) and mistakes in the kitchen are okay; it's how you fix them (and I usually do). I was a bit down about how a couple recipes I made didn't turn out (really, I stressed about this cause it's time and money/ingredients, right?) but I was encouraged not to stress out about it. Just fix it and move on. Taste everything; ingredients, almost-finished product, finished product. I can ask for ingredients for recipes with no questions. They'll even go high and low to get them (and she has). I gave her a list one day on the phone and W. said after it's like having my own personal shopper *lol*. So far it seems I'll just be working a couple days a week and that's fine with me until I get back into the rhythm of working (it's very taxing physically, as with most kitchens. Most days are long, 9 hrs +/-. One day was 11!). And part-time lets me still concentrate on my business on the side (which I still need help setting up a webpage..arrgh!). We can do the webpage, but it takes time, which neither of us really have. Okay, find someone who can do it for free..and...go!
Also something to note; jobs are a little different here. Or, the process at least. Temp agencies are used 75% of the time, or more. It's rare (but not unheard of) to be hired directly. Why? I haven't really understood yet. There's pros and cons to each (and for the employer himself). So yes, I'm employed through a temp agency to work in the kitchen at my job. W. is also hired by a temp agency for his (try to get a mortgage when you're at a temp agency, I dare ya) :/ Travel expenses are also covered by the employer here, usually in full. Imagine that; your travel expenses, by any medium (car, transit) is (usually) completely covered.
It's odd to share stories w/W. and say, "At work.. this happened.." or "I have to work Tues and Wed next week." Just to say the word 'work' is so..weird. W. says after a couple years (of being out of work) it's allowed to be (weird). Some things some people take for granted, like a job, is easy when you have one.
We were accepted for a (rental) house in a town we want to live in, but had to decline as it was not desirable at all (no fence or bike shed, which would have cost a couple thousand easily. Can you imagine that? Spending that much money on a rental property? No thanks.). We want to buy (and incidentally found the perfect house), but with starting new jobs is not realistic right now. Why is life cruel like that? You find the perfect house and then .. nope, sorry, you can't have it yet. /frustrated
Well, I can't think of anything else to write about right now, specific to the topics at hand. I want to write a post about diets and healthy eating (and how the information can be overwhelming), but can't seem to find the time for that yet, sadly.
Well, I think I'm going to bake some cookies and find time for dinner (romanesco tonight! Very good for you, and good for the ladies; hormone-balancing). I'll have mine with rice. W. will be having his rice with salmon. It's aaaaaall for him.
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Thursday, September 3, 2015
Friday, June 26, 2015
Detoxing - What I've Learned So Far
It's been a while since you've heard from me, I know. It seems the more time goes on, the less time I have to blog. I have difficulty as of late prioritizing. That's not like me; I usually know what I want and in what order to do it in. The thing is, I have several issues that have (or are close to) similar priority, that that's when I have trouble deciding/choosing. So each day, if I don't pick what I want to focus on in the morning, I get overwhelmed about mid-day and don't become productive at all. Is my brain getting less functional as I get older??
I wanted to talk about the recent sugar detox we've been on, that you may or may not know about (via Facebook). Three weeks ago we cut out all sugars from our diet (otherwise known as a 'candida cleanse'). No refined sugar, no natural sugars (honey, agave, maple syrup, etc), no fruit, no breads, no alcohol of any form, no coffee, no processed (even sliced meat) or canned food with any form of sugar in it, no pastries or sweets (of course), no foods that have or are potential to molds (peanuts, black tea and mushrooms). I had an idea how much sugar was in everything because of my background, but it was an eye opener for W. He had no idea and I think went into a bit of shock. Gluten-free grains were permissible (buckwheat) and baking got a lot more creative (I now have a love for dates that provide sweetness).
The first week I detoxed pretty bad (him not as much). The second week came along better, especially near the end of the second week when we introduced agave, green apples (low pectin) and yogurt (allowed; probiotics). (Third week included spelt.) You'd be surprised how much that opens up your menu options. The first couple weeks were hell. I hate meal planning on the best of days, but this was torture. Into week three we've brought in all fruit but limit consumption to max one serving a day. For now.
Coming onto the end of week three we're doing *really* well. No sweet cravings, still holding fast to no sugar or sugar in processed products. I've gone from severe detox symptoms (horrible digestion, headaches, skin itchiness, etc) to none of those anymore (except digestion is still not perfect), PLUS I feel lighter, can sit/stand up straight with my shoulders back easier and have slightly more energy. My anxiety? I'd say 60-70% reduced. I can't tell you how much a relief that is and how much "weight" that takes off my being. Oh weight; I've lost 2 kilos (approx 4.5 lbs) to date and holding steady. W. didn't have many health issues aside from eczema on his head and even that is starting to clear up. I think our bodies are still detoxing. We've had *such* a build-up of by-products of sugar in our bodies, they're still trying to harmonize themselves with the new way. And even if you don't believe that, I believe 100% that our bodies are learning to function differently without the dependence of sugar and what it does to our individual organs (thus creating a domino effect with others). W. said he's actually 'tasting' food for the first time as it is. His entire life has consisted of processed foods and frequent desserts after dinner that he didn't know what real food tasted like. And now he's starting to see. How fantastic is that?! He's *really* learning a new relationship with food and I think that's so wonderful.
A detox, by definition, is impermanent. We're in the midst of deciding our long-term goals. The more we stay away from societal (incl. BigAg, BigSug, BigPharm, etc) dietary pressures, the more I feel back to nature, more harmonized, Reading 'Nourishing Traditions' is also helping a lot (thanks to a borrowed copy from a friend). It's causing me to look more at the source of my food (buy local!), develop deeper relationships with my green grocer and butcher and spend a LOT more time in the kitchen since we're on a whole-food diet. A win-win all around, I think. Long term I would like us to stay away from refined sugar and try to stay closer to natural sugars. Baking will become a challenge for me if not downright impossible. I know there will be social situations when eating processed products, breads or sweets is inevitable, but I'm okay with that. Then we can go back to the way we want to eat. I don't think those days are bad, but I'd like to keep them more in check than before. I don't know; this is something we'll have to discuss further.
Oh, something else detoxing has taught me: my relationship to food based on mood. I'll go straight for the chocolate if I'm sad, depressed or otherwise down. Like a moth to a flame. I noticed that a lot since of course, I couldn't go for the chocolate at certain times. I miss coffee. A lot. Still. I'm not ready to try it again yet since I fear I would develop another dependence to it (which would also do no favour to my digestive system). We have cheat days, but the 'cheating' is minor; a square of good quality dark chocolate for me, black tea for him.
So, on that note I shall get on with my day. I have a sink of dishes waiting for me and have to choose my "priorities" for the day. I hope you have a FABULOUS weekend. We're hoping to do something a little more cultural this weekend; it feels like it's been a while. And God-willing if the sun is out and the rain has stopped, stay outside a bit more.
I wanted to talk about the recent sugar detox we've been on, that you may or may not know about (via Facebook). Three weeks ago we cut out all sugars from our diet (otherwise known as a 'candida cleanse'). No refined sugar, no natural sugars (honey, agave, maple syrup, etc), no fruit, no breads, no alcohol of any form, no coffee, no processed (even sliced meat) or canned food with any form of sugar in it, no pastries or sweets (of course), no foods that have or are potential to molds (peanuts, black tea and mushrooms). I had an idea how much sugar was in everything because of my background, but it was an eye opener for W. He had no idea and I think went into a bit of shock. Gluten-free grains were permissible (buckwheat) and baking got a lot more creative (I now have a love for dates that provide sweetness).
The first week I detoxed pretty bad (him not as much). The second week came along better, especially near the end of the second week when we introduced agave, green apples (low pectin) and yogurt (allowed; probiotics). (Third week included spelt.) You'd be surprised how much that opens up your menu options. The first couple weeks were hell. I hate meal planning on the best of days, but this was torture. Into week three we've brought in all fruit but limit consumption to max one serving a day. For now.
Coming onto the end of week three we're doing *really* well. No sweet cravings, still holding fast to no sugar or sugar in processed products. I've gone from severe detox symptoms (horrible digestion, headaches, skin itchiness, etc) to none of those anymore (except digestion is still not perfect), PLUS I feel lighter, can sit/stand up straight with my shoulders back easier and have slightly more energy. My anxiety? I'd say 60-70% reduced. I can't tell you how much a relief that is and how much "weight" that takes off my being. Oh weight; I've lost 2 kilos (approx 4.5 lbs) to date and holding steady. W. didn't have many health issues aside from eczema on his head and even that is starting to clear up. I think our bodies are still detoxing. We've had *such* a build-up of by-products of sugar in our bodies, they're still trying to harmonize themselves with the new way. And even if you don't believe that, I believe 100% that our bodies are learning to function differently without the dependence of sugar and what it does to our individual organs (thus creating a domino effect with others). W. said he's actually 'tasting' food for the first time as it is. His entire life has consisted of processed foods and frequent desserts after dinner that he didn't know what real food tasted like. And now he's starting to see. How fantastic is that?! He's *really* learning a new relationship with food and I think that's so wonderful.
A detox, by definition, is impermanent. We're in the midst of deciding our long-term goals. The more we stay away from societal (incl. BigAg, BigSug, BigPharm, etc) dietary pressures, the more I feel back to nature, more harmonized, Reading 'Nourishing Traditions' is also helping a lot (thanks to a borrowed copy from a friend). It's causing me to look more at the source of my food (buy local!), develop deeper relationships with my green grocer and butcher and spend a LOT more time in the kitchen since we're on a whole-food diet. A win-win all around, I think. Long term I would like us to stay away from refined sugar and try to stay closer to natural sugars. Baking will become a challenge for me if not downright impossible. I know there will be social situations when eating processed products, breads or sweets is inevitable, but I'm okay with that. Then we can go back to the way we want to eat. I don't think those days are bad, but I'd like to keep them more in check than before. I don't know; this is something we'll have to discuss further.
Oh, something else detoxing has taught me: my relationship to food based on mood. I'll go straight for the chocolate if I'm sad, depressed or otherwise down. Like a moth to a flame. I noticed that a lot since of course, I couldn't go for the chocolate at certain times. I miss coffee. A lot. Still. I'm not ready to try it again yet since I fear I would develop another dependence to it (which would also do no favour to my digestive system). We have cheat days, but the 'cheating' is minor; a square of good quality dark chocolate for me, black tea for him.
So, on that note I shall get on with my day. I have a sink of dishes waiting for me and have to choose my "priorities" for the day. I hope you have a FABULOUS weekend. We're hoping to do something a little more cultural this weekend; it feels like it's been a while. And God-willing if the sun is out and the rain has stopped, stay outside a bit more.
Monday, October 28, 2013
Thankful
Good morning! Happy Monday! How are you recovering from the weekend? There was a lot going on I hear; house-warming parties, wine tours. My goodness you're a social bunch ;)
Yesterday I held my (late) Thanksgiving dinner for a party of 6. I was of two minds about it after last week's post/breakdown; I wasn't sure if I was ready to be surrounded by a few people or if I wanted time by myself, and When we arrived at the butcher Friday to pick up the turkey we were surprised; we ordered a 3 kilo turkey. We were presented with 6.9 kilos. That's over a 15 lb turkey! For 6 people! (Woo! Leftovers!) That was the smallest they could find and they did give us a fair deal, price wise. So we lugged out turkey home and found room for it in the fridge.
There was plenty of food on the table and everyone was quite sated. Turkey, ciabatta pancetta and apple stuffing (I made the night before and it was a hit), carrots, mashed potatoes, buns, green beans. For dessert there was a simple apple crisp and (homemade) Toblerone Semifreddo (semifreddo = 'half frozen', similar to ice cream). I have to say they were a perfect combination. Then tea and winding down.
His parents were sweet and got me a couple of small Friesian-style gifts (welcoming me to the country, STILL, after almost being here 4 months). Of the friends that came (a married couple), she gave me a food item (for my recipes) I've had a hard time locating. I've definitely been blessed to be around such generous people. It was a very 'gezellig' (cozy) evening.
Part of me is still very hesitant to get close to these people. I've just left my home base and I'm conscious enough to not want to fill the gaping void with just anyone. These people aren't just anyone, but I think it's taking a while for my head to catch up with my heart. All part of the adjustment.
Speaking of which, I've been making more of a mental conscious effort to acknowledge my move/change and it's going well. Much better than before, actually. I'm trying to remain more in the moment than in my head. Success.
I still miss Babu.
We had a time change this weekend. And guess what.. they do it on a *Saturday*, not a Sunday. I always joke w/W. that they do everything backwards. Not this one. It would make getting to work at the proper time on a Monday morning go *much more* stress free! They've got it right!
Very windy today (gail force winds up to 120+km/hr) but sunny, so I might just chance going out for a walk. If you don't hear from me in a day, send out the search and rescue ;)
Have a great day!
Yesterday I held my (late) Thanksgiving dinner for a party of 6. I was of two minds about it after last week's post/breakdown; I wasn't sure if I was ready to be surrounded by a few people or if I wanted time by myself, and When we arrived at the butcher Friday to pick up the turkey we were surprised; we ordered a 3 kilo turkey. We were presented with 6.9 kilos. That's over a 15 lb turkey! For 6 people! (Woo! Leftovers!) That was the smallest they could find and they did give us a fair deal, price wise. So we lugged out turkey home and found room for it in the fridge.
There was plenty of food on the table and everyone was quite sated. Turkey, ciabatta pancetta and apple stuffing (I made the night before and it was a hit), carrots, mashed potatoes, buns, green beans. For dessert there was a simple apple crisp and (homemade) Toblerone Semifreddo (semifreddo = 'half frozen', similar to ice cream). I have to say they were a perfect combination. Then tea and winding down.
His parents were sweet and got me a couple of small Friesian-style gifts (welcoming me to the country, STILL, after almost being here 4 months). Of the friends that came (a married couple), she gave me a food item (for my recipes) I've had a hard time locating. I've definitely been blessed to be around such generous people. It was a very 'gezellig' (cozy) evening.
Part of me is still very hesitant to get close to these people. I've just left my home base and I'm conscious enough to not want to fill the gaping void with just anyone. These people aren't just anyone, but I think it's taking a while for my head to catch up with my heart. All part of the adjustment.
Speaking of which, I've been making more of a mental conscious effort to acknowledge my move/change and it's going well. Much better than before, actually. I'm trying to remain more in the moment than in my head. Success.
I still miss Babu.
We had a time change this weekend. And guess what.. they do it on a *Saturday*, not a Sunday. I always joke w/W. that they do everything backwards. Not this one. It would make getting to work at the proper time on a Monday morning go *much more* stress free! They've got it right!
Very windy today (gail force winds up to 120+km/hr) but sunny, so I might just chance going out for a walk. If you don't hear from me in a day, send out the search and rescue ;)
Have a great day!
Friday, September 20, 2013
Maple Syrup. Not.
I've been on a feverish lookout for maple syrup. REAL maple syrup. Turns out it doesn't exist here.. and if it does, it's very rare.
I was browsing a (now favourite) health food store and low and behold - the gates of heaven opened. There it was on the shelf, with the familiar-looking tin. Real maple syrup. From Canada. Hell yeah. I picked that sucker up. €16 (500ml).
I came home and was all happy and excited and told W. of my purchase. I made pancakes the following Sunday morning just to celebrate.
With caution and intent, I placed one pancake on my plate, put on some butter, drizzled the syrup, cut into them and took my first bite. First... I was content. Happy. A familiar taste. But wait, what's that? It tastes a bit different. *Way* sweeter than I'm used to.
Yeah. I didn't entirely notice the front (I blame tunnel vision). Grade: C+. As in.. not the prime maple syrup you're used to buying from the store (most likely, in that area) or your market vendor. It's the last pick of the season. Probably over-boiled. There's also a more sharp smell to it, if that makes any sense. You can smell the sugar.
So.. I'm sad. I'm going to have to ask for Canadian Maple Syrup supplies just to live :P I have a plan, though. To import it, maybe make a little money and show the Dutch what *real* syrup is ;) Doing research at the moment and we'll see what the process holds.
Wish me luck!
I was browsing a (now favourite) health food store and low and behold - the gates of heaven opened. There it was on the shelf, with the familiar-looking tin. Real maple syrup. From Canada. Hell yeah. I picked that sucker up. €16 (500ml).
I came home and was all happy and excited and told W. of my purchase. I made pancakes the following Sunday morning just to celebrate.
With caution and intent, I placed one pancake on my plate, put on some butter, drizzled the syrup, cut into them and took my first bite. First... I was content. Happy. A familiar taste. But wait, what's that? It tastes a bit different. *Way* sweeter than I'm used to.
Yeah. I didn't entirely notice the front (I blame tunnel vision). Grade: C+. As in.. not the prime maple syrup you're used to buying from the store (most likely, in that area) or your market vendor. It's the last pick of the season. Probably over-boiled. There's also a more sharp smell to it, if that makes any sense. You can smell the sugar.
So.. I'm sad. I'm going to have to ask for Canadian Maple Syrup supplies just to live :P I have a plan, though. To import it, maybe make a little money and show the Dutch what *real* syrup is ;) Doing research at the moment and we'll see what the process holds.
Wish me luck!
Monday, July 29, 2013
Introductions, Dining and Franeker
Well, Amsterdam didn't happen. Once we started mapping out the day, it would have taken us 3 hours to get there, to spend 6, to travel 3 more home, to get in at a good time (he works today). We were sad about it, but it just wasn't realistic. Amsterdam is a place that when you travel, you need to spend it overnight. At least for us. Or, have a car, drive part way to a city centre then take the train the rest of the way in. Having no car, we'll have to go with option #1.
So, we made different plans. Having events change in the morning, we spent part of the day with his kids & ex. I got to meet everyone all at once for the first time. Yaaaaaaay. *cough* Well, with 3 kids it can be very tiring, but it was a good visit. They took to me very well; especially his oldest. That was nice.
After that visit, we went to Franeker where there is the Eise Eisinga Planetarium museum (linked in English). Quick history: this planeterium is the oldest working planeterium in the world. Very small as it's based out of the man's house (or what would have been his house at the time). He understood how the stars and planets worked, and when people were in fear of the world ending (as was thought at the time), he actually built a working solar system in his living room to show people that it wasn't - and why/how. He cared about calming the masses and we thought that was a pretty special trait to have. All the little cogs in the working solar system were made by hand, all hand-forged nails (10,000 to be exact). Wiki shows you a couple pictures, but I went to the museum's website and it showed on more of the inner workings of the cog/weight system (if you view it in Dutch it shows even more pictures, not sure why. P. S - Google Chrome is your friend).
After getting some rich history, I started to feel ill and needed to eat. W. asked the woman if she could advise any places in the area. We ended up going to an inn just down the street. I really enjoyed this place and would like to go back.
This dining experience was absolutely lovely. Dining in Europe is way different than back home. Back home it's.... come in, get addressed within 30 seconds (on a good day), order, eat, leave so the next people can come in. It's all about turnover. Here.. it's sit, relax for a few minutes. A minute or two later your server comes to ask if you'd like anything to drink, if you're there to eat (if you want a menu). Menu is brought, we look it over and eventually order. They really leave you to relax and enjoy the entire meal. If you're not expecting this, to a North American, it could seem as very slow service. First we were brought tapas (if we'd known they were bringing this, we wouldn't have ordered appetizers).
So, we made different plans. Having events change in the morning, we spent part of the day with his kids & ex. I got to meet everyone all at once for the first time. Yaaaaaaay. *cough* Well, with 3 kids it can be very tiring, but it was a good visit. They took to me very well; especially his oldest. That was nice.
After that visit, we went to Franeker where there is the Eise Eisinga Planetarium museum (linked in English). Quick history: this planeterium is the oldest working planeterium in the world. Very small as it's based out of the man's house (or what would have been his house at the time). He understood how the stars and planets worked, and when people were in fear of the world ending (as was thought at the time), he actually built a working solar system in his living room to show people that it wasn't - and why/how. He cared about calming the masses and we thought that was a pretty special trait to have. All the little cogs in the working solar system were made by hand, all hand-forged nails (10,000 to be exact). Wiki shows you a couple pictures, but I went to the museum's website and it showed on more of the inner workings of the cog/weight system (if you view it in Dutch it shows even more pictures, not sure why. P. S - Google Chrome is your friend).
After getting some rich history, I started to feel ill and needed to eat. W. asked the woman if she could advise any places in the area. We ended up going to an inn just down the street. I really enjoyed this place and would like to go back.
This view was was side of the footbridge we crossed to get to the inn. Note the steep banks on the left, which would have been defence mechanisms for the town from the canals.
This is the inn, the view on the other side of the footbridge. Their seating area goes right down to the water (to the right) - and that's where we got to sit!
This dining experience was absolutely lovely. Dining in Europe is way different than back home. Back home it's.... come in, get addressed within 30 seconds (on a good day), order, eat, leave so the next people can come in. It's all about turnover. Here.. it's sit, relax for a few minutes. A minute or two later your server comes to ask if you'd like anything to drink, if you're there to eat (if you want a menu). Menu is brought, we look it over and eventually order. They really leave you to relax and enjoy the entire meal. If you're not expecting this, to a North American, it could seem as very slow service. First we were brought tapas (if we'd known they were bringing this, we wouldn't have ordered appetizers).
Sorry, I took the picture after we started eating it :/ Note my glass of lemon water (holy lemons, batman. That's what I call service) to the right. It comes with a stick, which apparently quite common. At the end of the stick is a flat peice TO GET MORE JUICE OUT OF YOUR LEMON WITHOUT HAVING TO TOUCH IT. Also, to keep it at the bottom when you drink, if you so choose. Y'all in North American need to get on that. If they exist, I haven't once seen where. And I order a lot of water.
Apps and dinner were perfectly times apart (we got the house steak) and were very good. Then came dessert. Sweet holy Jesus. They didn't have anything on the menu I could have (dairy-free) so I got a coffee. He got strawberry tiramisu.
This was our dessert spread. My coffee came with various sugars and bon-bons. There's another tiramisu above my coffee that we didn't order but weren't sure if it was part of the whole "comes with bon-bons" thing. We ate it anyways :P
Check out the layering of that coffee. Impressive.
W.'s tiramisu, strawberries, (real) whipped cream and a strawberry liqeur. Yum.
The sun was out that afternoon and it was hot, though there was a cool breeze (it was perfect). While the sun was very hot, the UV index was only... 1. I'm not even lying. We were there for almost 2.5 hours and I didn't even turn pink. If we'd done that back home, I would have been walking home with 2nd degree burns.
More than pleasantly sated (we were stuffed), we headed home after a very long day. Let's just say we slept very well last night.
Monday, May 20, 2013
Today's Random Post Is Brought To You By The Letter 'C'
This is my brain on drugs Carbohydrates.
Brain fog. Lagging (body 'tired', not wanting to keep up to head). Extreme fatigue. Easily affected by events and easily get sad, overwhelmed or needing comfort. Want to sleep f-o-r-e-v-e-r. Spacey. Not in tune to present events, despite attempts. Hard to track time.
Sugar is evil.
Evil. Evil. Evil.
Brain fog. Lagging (body 'tired', not wanting to keep up to head). Extreme fatigue. Easily affected by events and easily get sad, overwhelmed or needing comfort. Want to sleep f-o-r-e-v-e-r. Spacey. Not in tune to present events, despite attempts. Hard to track time.
Sugar is evil.
Evil. Evil. Evil.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
New Home
So yesterday I made an appointment to meet with my new roommate. We were originally planning to sit and visit and have a tea, but she wanted to go for a walk instead; she's a university student and has been studying far too long and wanted to get moving. I'm all for that since I had to go pick up something anyways.
I knew I liked her when I took the place, but I got to know her a bit more yesterday. We did a lot of talking and I've come to find out she's well-traveled, having been to several places around the world (and going to more this summer). She's vegan (which challenged me making my regular brownies into vegan brownies.. and they turned out fantastic, if not better if you can believe it!). She's also Dutch and from my home town, but I might have already mentioned that. She's just a really, really nice girl. Well brought up, seems beyond her age. I'm a bit sad actually, that we won't be sharing the place much together (she'll be going out when I'm coming in). Maybe I'll go hang out there a bit in the next while before she leaves; I don't know (she's pretty busy with end-of-term studying so not much time for visiting).
The weather was nice enough yesterday that I walked out to the backyard (did I mention it backs onto the river? Where there's ducks?? I saw ducks!! And geese. The geese might have to go. We're not friends). I might have to annoy you with daily duck pictures. I apologize in advance. No, you know what.. I'm not going to feel bad about it. Ducks make me happy :P It's really nice and I'm going to enjoy, I think, sitting back there with my tea or coffee in the morning, or at night, listening to nature, watching the lights and sounds of the city. Another reason I'm anxious to get over there; it's a beautiful neighbourhood and should be a bit quieter than what I'm used to now. I'm surrounded by wonderful old homes. Seems like a family neighbourhood? But I'm not sure yet; everyone's still hibernating.
This place makes me very happy. It's got a good feel about it.
So... I've got the key and I'll start moving stuff in anytime; maybe this weekend when M. comes to visit (sorry, M., but hey, you get to see the new place) :D Not that I have much packed up. Sigh. I'm not doing very well with this. I could use help (volunteers? Anyone? Beuller?).
And it's Easter weekend (or as I've learned, Paasweekend, in Dutch). Can't wait for M.'s visit, and maybe plan a special meal. I'll get around to that as soon as I finish two projects on the go, packing, organizing, work, choir/church, cleaning, figuring things out about Babu, sorting stuff for donation......................
*faints*
I knew I liked her when I took the place, but I got to know her a bit more yesterday. We did a lot of talking and I've come to find out she's well-traveled, having been to several places around the world (and going to more this summer). She's vegan (which challenged me making my regular brownies into vegan brownies.. and they turned out fantastic, if not better if you can believe it!). She's also Dutch and from my home town, but I might have already mentioned that. She's just a really, really nice girl. Well brought up, seems beyond her age. I'm a bit sad actually, that we won't be sharing the place much together (she'll be going out when I'm coming in). Maybe I'll go hang out there a bit in the next while before she leaves; I don't know (she's pretty busy with end-of-term studying so not much time for visiting).
The weather was nice enough yesterday that I walked out to the backyard (did I mention it backs onto the river? Where there's ducks?? I saw ducks!! And geese. The geese might have to go. We're not friends). I might have to annoy you with daily duck pictures. I apologize in advance. No, you know what.. I'm not going to feel bad about it. Ducks make me happy :P It's really nice and I'm going to enjoy, I think, sitting back there with my tea or coffee in the morning, or at night, listening to nature, watching the lights and sounds of the city. Another reason I'm anxious to get over there; it's a beautiful neighbourhood and should be a bit quieter than what I'm used to now. I'm surrounded by wonderful old homes. Seems like a family neighbourhood? But I'm not sure yet; everyone's still hibernating.
This place makes me very happy. It's got a good feel about it.
So... I've got the key and I'll start moving stuff in anytime; maybe this weekend when M. comes to visit (sorry, M., but hey, you get to see the new place) :D Not that I have much packed up. Sigh. I'm not doing very well with this. I could use help (volunteers? Anyone? Beuller?).
And it's Easter weekend (or as I've learned, Paasweekend, in Dutch). Can't wait for M.'s visit, and maybe plan a special meal. I'll get around to that as soon as I finish two projects on the go, packing, organizing, work, choir/church, cleaning, figuring things out about Babu, sorting stuff for donation......................
*faints*
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Catch-Up
Hey. I thought I would attempt sitting and writing you to fill you in on what's been going on, progress, etc. I'm not sure how I'm finding the patience to sit here; I have a million other things to do and only 2 days to do it. I work every single day next week (an 8-day stretch) and I'm going to need all the energy I can get, which means my house has to be spotless because I'm not going to have time to clean it through the week. Regardless, I've been wanting to write you for a while so here I am! Now we just need to multiply me so I can be doing 5 things at once!
It occurred to me yesterday my paperwork is almost done. Bittersweet, that is. You put in so much concentration, effort and money that you're happy it's over, it's what you've been working towards...but...you get a drop from all that effort/energy. And then you wait. For what seems like forever.
Here's a basic overview of the process I've had to endure...
The Dutch consulate needs various information before processing my application for citizenship and my passport (passport is a helluva lot more simple than the citizenship, I'll tell you that off the bat). They need basic information from me: proof of address, ID, Canadian passport, birth certificate (long form, please, not the card; filed for), etc. What they needed from my father was a lot more complicated. Well, not so complicated, but tedious and time-consuming. I needed to file to Thunder Bay for a long-form marriage certificate of him and my mom, his Canadian passport, his record of citizenship papers which as I speak are rushed on their way to some government offices in Nova Scotia (and can take a looooong time to process, so please pray!!), a de-registration certificate that I had to file with the Dutch government in The Hague (I'm also waiting for his paper back; it's in lieu of an old passport that we couldn't find used to emigrate), and the birth cert. and marriage cert. had to be sent to Ottawa to be authenticated (yes, my legal papers have to be legalized). Aaaaaall of this paperwork, when it returns to me, will be taken in person to Toronto, back to the consulate and handed in. With, of course, a photo for my potentially-acquired Dutch passport. Did any of that make sense? Probably not, and don't bother trying to understand. I'm still trying to after a month ;)
With what I've had to do and the money involved, I really can't complain and am very thankful. I know other people have cases that are much worse, more time involved and more expensive. You hear the horror stories. Thankfully it's been fairly painless, barring a couple breakdowns and random "Oh my God it's really happening" reality checks.
And it's almost done. I'm waiting for paperwork to return to me and as soon as I get everything, I go to Toronto. And then I wait. Excruciatingly, painstakingly wait. It'll be out of my hands at that point and I have to give it all up to God. I keep trying to trust in the plan, but it is challenging at best. Ah well, what doesn't kill me...............................
So, not much else to say. Health-wise I've been on a completely whole-food diet (no sugar, no caffeine, no grains) and as far as my digestive tract, I feel fantastic. I haven't used my meds in almost two weeks. It's unheard of. I'm really happy about that! It's getting challenging at this point to come up with food and menu ideas, I'm *really* limited, so I'm trying to hang on and not get too frustrated.
Anyways, best to get to the chores. Hope you have a great weekend. It's supposed to be warming up a bit (FINALLY) in this part of the world, so try and enjoy the day!
It occurred to me yesterday my paperwork is almost done. Bittersweet, that is. You put in so much concentration, effort and money that you're happy it's over, it's what you've been working towards...but...you get a drop from all that effort/energy. And then you wait. For what seems like forever.
Here's a basic overview of the process I've had to endure...
The Dutch consulate needs various information before processing my application for citizenship and my passport (passport is a helluva lot more simple than the citizenship, I'll tell you that off the bat). They need basic information from me: proof of address, ID, Canadian passport, birth certificate (long form, please, not the card; filed for), etc. What they needed from my father was a lot more complicated. Well, not so complicated, but tedious and time-consuming. I needed to file to Thunder Bay for a long-form marriage certificate of him and my mom, his Canadian passport, his record of citizenship papers which as I speak are rushed on their way to some government offices in Nova Scotia (and can take a looooong time to process, so please pray!!), a de-registration certificate that I had to file with the Dutch government in The Hague (I'm also waiting for his paper back; it's in lieu of an old passport that we couldn't find used to emigrate), and the birth cert. and marriage cert. had to be sent to Ottawa to be authenticated (yes, my legal papers have to be legalized). Aaaaaall of this paperwork, when it returns to me, will be taken in person to Toronto, back to the consulate and handed in. With, of course, a photo for my potentially-acquired Dutch passport. Did any of that make sense? Probably not, and don't bother trying to understand. I'm still trying to after a month ;)
With what I've had to do and the money involved, I really can't complain and am very thankful. I know other people have cases that are much worse, more time involved and more expensive. You hear the horror stories. Thankfully it's been fairly painless, barring a couple breakdowns and random "Oh my God it's really happening" reality checks.
And it's almost done. I'm waiting for paperwork to return to me and as soon as I get everything, I go to Toronto. And then I wait. Excruciatingly, painstakingly wait. It'll be out of my hands at that point and I have to give it all up to God. I keep trying to trust in the plan, but it is challenging at best. Ah well, what doesn't kill me...............................
So, not much else to say. Health-wise I've been on a completely whole-food diet (no sugar, no caffeine, no grains) and as far as my digestive tract, I feel fantastic. I haven't used my meds in almost two weeks. It's unheard of. I'm really happy about that! It's getting challenging at this point to come up with food and menu ideas, I'm *really* limited, so I'm trying to hang on and not get too frustrated.
Anyways, best to get to the chores. Hope you have a great weekend. It's supposed to be warming up a bit (FINALLY) in this part of the world, so try and enjoy the day!
Monday, October 29, 2012
Appearances
Yeah... so... hi.
Been a while, I know. I think this is how it's going to be for a while. I apologize in advance. My distractions have been elsewhere and I hope to do a bit of explaining just where they've been. I'm quite tired though (is it sad I'm this tired at 8:30 at night?), so forgive me for keeping this short.
My new love is treating me well. So well, that it's most of the reason I haven't been here to talk to you. We are in a habit now of Skype'ing every night (which is a luxury I'm daily thankful for), for either an hour.. or four. It's nice and it makes me happy :) Every day I'm learning something about him and it makes me smile. I'm a very lucky girl to find someone so understanding, patient and loving. It's nice to be accepted *with* your faults (not despite them) and encouraged to grow in them. Yup, he's a special one. I still don't want to say too much publicly for now, but all you need to know is things are going very, very well :)
Which is why I'm tired at night and shut down early. After our talks (which can end anywhere from 5:30pm to 8-8:30) I'm done. I've committed energy to Skype'ing which is a bit more involved than an actual in-person visit because special attention is given to shitty connections (across an ocean, of course) and making sure you hear everything the other says, if not repeat. We also talk about a lot of in-depth things, so that also takes attention. So after our calls, I don't feel like doing much else. He's gone to bed (he's 6 hrs ahead) and I have an hour or three to get my stuff together for the next day. Which means not writing you here :( But I haven't forgotten about you! I promise I'll write anytime something comes up.
Like bake sales!
I'm entering yet another table at work of my baked goods. It's an annual November Fair we have that's mostly a craft show, but some people put in food items. I'm stressing with what to make, how much to make (it's very high traffic). I have a good idea, but not everything is finalized and it's driving my OCD a bit nuts. I know I'm a last-minute person, but this is crazy. Anyways, the sale is this Friday (eek!) so wish me luck!!
I started the fourth season of Doctor Who (newer series; the tenth Doctor) tonight. Exciting :) Enter: Donna.
Can't think of much else to tell you. Babu is doing well and driving me nuts on a daily basis. I've been mostly healthy aside from usual tummy-troubles made worse from a virus a couple months ago. When you already have a weak system, it takes so long to bounce back from something like that. I'm almost ready to throw in the towel. Dude, if you have a healthy digestive system...BE THANKFUL.
I hope everyone is doing well. I think of you, even if we haven't spoken in a while. Once the craziness subsides, I will be in touch. These days, I feel overwhelmed on a daily basis and it's almost getting to be a little too much, yet I can't think of a way ahead or how to dig my way out. I said last Christmas winter will quiet down and I'll finally be able to get to mundane things that I once liked doing. So far? It hasn't stopped. In a year. Is this how life is now? Where did I go wrong? Did I go wrong? How have I committed myself in so many ways that I'm leaving nothing left for...nothing?
*faint*
That's what tonight was for; Doctor Who lets me chill out for an hour. Did I feel guilty the entire time because I know there's things I need to be doing? Absolutely. And I ignored it, cause, I need to stay sane, yo. So.. I chilled.
Me, lately, in a nutshell.
P.S - How have I not had a Doctor Who tag?! Now, a Doctor Who tag. Just 'cause.
Been a while, I know. I think this is how it's going to be for a while. I apologize in advance. My distractions have been elsewhere and I hope to do a bit of explaining just where they've been. I'm quite tired though (is it sad I'm this tired at 8:30 at night?), so forgive me for keeping this short.
My new love is treating me well. So well, that it's most of the reason I haven't been here to talk to you. We are in a habit now of Skype'ing every night (which is a luxury I'm daily thankful for), for either an hour.. or four. It's nice and it makes me happy :) Every day I'm learning something about him and it makes me smile. I'm a very lucky girl to find someone so understanding, patient and loving. It's nice to be accepted *with* your faults (not despite them) and encouraged to grow in them. Yup, he's a special one. I still don't want to say too much publicly for now, but all you need to know is things are going very, very well :)
Which is why I'm tired at night and shut down early. After our talks (which can end anywhere from 5:30pm to 8-8:30) I'm done. I've committed energy to Skype'ing which is a bit more involved than an actual in-person visit because special attention is given to shitty connections (across an ocean, of course) and making sure you hear everything the other says, if not repeat. We also talk about a lot of in-depth things, so that also takes attention. So after our calls, I don't feel like doing much else. He's gone to bed (he's 6 hrs ahead) and I have an hour or three to get my stuff together for the next day. Which means not writing you here :( But I haven't forgotten about you! I promise I'll write anytime something comes up.
Like bake sales!
I'm entering yet another table at work of my baked goods. It's an annual November Fair we have that's mostly a craft show, but some people put in food items. I'm stressing with what to make, how much to make (it's very high traffic). I have a good idea, but not everything is finalized and it's driving my OCD a bit nuts. I know I'm a last-minute person, but this is crazy. Anyways, the sale is this Friday (eek!) so wish me luck!!
I started the fourth season of Doctor Who (newer series; the tenth Doctor) tonight. Exciting :) Enter: Donna.
Can't think of much else to tell you. Babu is doing well and driving me nuts on a daily basis. I've been mostly healthy aside from usual tummy-troubles made worse from a virus a couple months ago. When you already have a weak system, it takes so long to bounce back from something like that. I'm almost ready to throw in the towel. Dude, if you have a healthy digestive system...BE THANKFUL.
I hope everyone is doing well. I think of you, even if we haven't spoken in a while. Once the craziness subsides, I will be in touch. These days, I feel overwhelmed on a daily basis and it's almost getting to be a little too much, yet I can't think of a way ahead or how to dig my way out. I said last Christmas winter will quiet down and I'll finally be able to get to mundane things that I once liked doing. So far? It hasn't stopped. In a year. Is this how life is now? Where did I go wrong? Did I go wrong? How have I committed myself in so many ways that I'm leaving nothing left for...nothing?
*faint*
That's what tonight was for; Doctor Who lets me chill out for an hour. Did I feel guilty the entire time because I know there's things I need to be doing? Absolutely. And I ignored it, cause, I need to stay sane, yo. So.. I chilled.
Me, lately, in a nutshell.
P.S - How have I not had a Doctor Who tag?! Now, a Doctor Who tag. Just 'cause.
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Farmer's Market to... Pastry Chef?
Well, I'm happy to report today was a success.
....At least, as far as successes go. I count anything as a profit a success, so by my standards, I wasn't asking much. Whatever I made I considered a bonus; I'm doing what I enjoy. Now, I was anxious as hell for getting my baking out in the public for the first time, I'm not gonna lie. You know when things just sort of...roll in succession and happen naturally and fall into place? That's what this was. It was suggested I put in a table, I automatically made business cards without thinking much about it and baked my ass off for 3 days. I didn't spend a lot of time thinking about things or deliberating if this is what I should do.
Now, having said that, I know what I would do differently next time. I need to get on the ball more and I'd make a few changes.. but that's a learned experience and all hindsight now. I'm making notes for next time (I need a designated notebook!).
The weather was.. tolerable. It was drizzly today and damp - so the girls and I were a bit chilled to the bone. I should have a bath tonight; that's a sure remedy.
There were 2 girls at a table next to me who took care of the produce (there was a lot!) and they were super nice. In fact, one of them is a manager at a boutique grocer down the street and suggested I look into getting my product in there (did I just hear myself say someone wanted me to sell my stuff in a store.. professionally?). I'll keep her as a contact. Also, the manager for the cafeteria in the hospital would like to sell my items at Christmas (wow!), but we're not sure if that's feasible yet. I'm not a registered business for all this so it poses problems - but not impossible ones.
I sit back and look at my life as it stands and... I'm so happy and so thankful. You and I know I've wanted things to turn around for a long time now. And if you really know about things, you know I worked hard for this and it's about damn time. I don't feel bad saying I deserve this (something I never would have been able to say in the past; I was a different person then).
How do I feel now besides happy? Tired as hell. I'm exhausted. I can barely keep my head upright. Baking over a hot oven for 3 days and socializing for one & trying to make an adequate impression and future contacts, takes a lot out of a girl. And apparently I'm doing this again in November!?!
Well, I'm going to take a night for myself and get to bed early (back to reality - work!). I can't leave without saying thanks to you for all your support. And you know I can't leave without thanking the Big Guy upstairs. Last but never least, W.; I hate to sound cliche but my rock and my strength. Without your love and support (and endless patience for my craziness; God love you) I wouldn't have had the strength for today. You are my life.
....At least, as far as successes go. I count anything as a profit a success, so by my standards, I wasn't asking much. Whatever I made I considered a bonus; I'm doing what I enjoy. Now, I was anxious as hell for getting my baking out in the public for the first time, I'm not gonna lie. You know when things just sort of...roll in succession and happen naturally and fall into place? That's what this was. It was suggested I put in a table, I automatically made business cards without thinking much about it and baked my ass off for 3 days. I didn't spend a lot of time thinking about things or deliberating if this is what I should do.
Now, having said that, I know what I would do differently next time. I need to get on the ball more and I'd make a few changes.. but that's a learned experience and all hindsight now. I'm making notes for next time (I need a designated notebook!).
The weather was.. tolerable. It was drizzly today and damp - so the girls and I were a bit chilled to the bone. I should have a bath tonight; that's a sure remedy.
There were 2 girls at a table next to me who took care of the produce (there was a lot!) and they were super nice. In fact, one of them is a manager at a boutique grocer down the street and suggested I look into getting my product in there (did I just hear myself say someone wanted me to sell my stuff in a store.. professionally?). I'll keep her as a contact. Also, the manager for the cafeteria in the hospital would like to sell my items at Christmas (wow!), but we're not sure if that's feasible yet. I'm not a registered business for all this so it poses problems - but not impossible ones.
I sit back and look at my life as it stands and... I'm so happy and so thankful. You and I know I've wanted things to turn around for a long time now. And if you really know about things, you know I worked hard for this and it's about damn time. I don't feel bad saying I deserve this (something I never would have been able to say in the past; I was a different person then).
How do I feel now besides happy? Tired as hell. I'm exhausted. I can barely keep my head upright. Baking over a hot oven for 3 days and socializing for one & trying to make an adequate impression and future contacts, takes a lot out of a girl. And apparently I'm doing this again in November!?!
Well, I'm going to take a night for myself and get to bed early (back to reality - work!). I can't leave without saying thanks to you for all your support. And you know I can't leave without thanking the Big Guy upstairs. Last but never least, W.; I hate to sound cliche but my rock and my strength. Without your love and support (and endless patience for my craziness; God love you) I wouldn't have had the strength for today. You are my life.
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
It's Heeeeere... (Farmer's Market)
Hey folks. Sorry I've been AWOL; life is changing pace and I'm doing my best to keep up. My attention these days lies elsewhere (the new love is treating me very well, btw; I couldn't be happier!) and I'm doing my best to balance everything.
Well, that time went by fast, didn't it? This coming Wednesday is the Farmer's Market we're holding at work. Turns out there's not many of us, only 3 or so tables (but they're very large tables) and I was not quite volentold.. but.. coerced into putting my baking for sale (it turns out it didn't need much arm twisting). I decided to go for it and put any sales towards my Europe Fund, as stated. What the hell, right?
Well, it's caused me a bit of stress. First I messed up the days and got that wrong, so it took 2 days off of planning that out (same questions as before; what will I make? Will I have enough variety? Will I produce enough?)... and ever since last night, I've been baking when I'm not at work. Thankfully I have tomorrow off, so I will finish it all up then. Oh right, and I'm entering my French baking and gluten-free baking as previously decided. I've never put my baking out in public before, so I'm very anxious. It's one thing to please friends, it's another to please a stranger. But.. we'll see what happens. Think positive!
Well, I'm going to keep this short cause um... time is money. I need to clean up between cookies in the oven and I might even refrigerate some dough and do the rest in the morning. I'll keep you posted!
Well, that time went by fast, didn't it? This coming Wednesday is the Farmer's Market we're holding at work. Turns out there's not many of us, only 3 or so tables (but they're very large tables) and I was not quite volentold.. but.. coerced into putting my baking for sale (it turns out it didn't need much arm twisting). I decided to go for it and put any sales towards my Europe Fund, as stated. What the hell, right?
Well, it's caused me a bit of stress. First I messed up the days and got that wrong, so it took 2 days off of planning that out (same questions as before; what will I make? Will I have enough variety? Will I produce enough?)... and ever since last night, I've been baking when I'm not at work. Thankfully I have tomorrow off, so I will finish it all up then. Oh right, and I'm entering my French baking and gluten-free baking as previously decided. I've never put my baking out in public before, so I'm very anxious. It's one thing to please friends, it's another to please a stranger. But.. we'll see what happens. Think positive!
Well, I'm going to keep this short cause um... time is money. I need to clean up between cookies in the oven and I might even refrigerate some dough and do the rest in the morning. I'll keep you posted!
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Musings
A few things on my mind today. I hope I can stay awake enough for you to write about them all :) I'm going to make myself a tea or hot chocolate first....
I picked hot chocolate. Cause... I want chocolate.
Work was pretty good today. No wait, let me back up... last night's dinner. Last night's dinner was fantastic. I mean, simple enough, but yummy. Chickpea mushroom burgers with a side of tomato salad (I just cut up tomatoes, cucumber, tossed in a raspberry vinaigrette and threw in some feta) with a dollop of tahini. And.. I had it without the bun..cause of the whole GF thing. There will be some modifications made; not making many intentional vegetarian dishes, it.. lacked something. Where you would get a fuller flavour from meat (the fat), flavour had to be derived from somewhere else. So I added a few herbs, a bit of olive oil. Still not enough. My (veggie) neighbour suggested oregano. Can do. Also more filler (bread crumbs, which is challenging because I'm trying to keep gluten low or non-existant, so if y'all figure out an ingredient that can act as a binder, then, have at 'er; I'd like to hear it). I took a picture, but it doesn't at all look as good as it tasted.
Right, so this morning. For all the times I complain about work, there are days like today that just make me smile. For instance, the scenery *cough*highlyattractivedoctors*cough*. That is all :)
I went to church tonight for Stations of the Cross and Mass. To my surprise, CZ and her fiance NS showed up. I was a bit fidgety tonight but made it through. When we were sitting there, I had a great (random) memory; a few years ago (I'd say about.. 3-4) there was a time we would all go to Mass and sit together. And I mean, there would be several of us crammed in the pew (crammed! but that was okay cause it was fun like that). And that would be 60 minutes of my week where I wouldn't be happier. Then we would go out for breakfast after (easily taking up a couple tables) and talk and tell stories and laugh. We would learn each other's idiosyncricies with fooooood (I'm looking at you, AR) ;) But now... time has passed... lives have gotten busy... people have or are moving away (for school or marriage or seminaries)... and we grow apart a bit. I don't think it's any representation that we think of each other less, there are just... different priorities. Life happens. These people, from the onset of my time at the church, have accepted me into their group and I have felt forever at home and thankful. Thanks for listening to me reminisce :) You know, I'm thinking we need to have a reunion.
There was an article in the paper about soaring popcorn prices at the theater and how people more and more are smuggling food in (can you blame them?). The price is highly inflated and keeps getting higher. It was an interesting fact to learn that when theaters get a 'loan' of the movie, they're charged anywhere from 80% to 100% (i.e Star Wars) of the movie ticket price. Mind you, that percentage is for say, the first week, and the longer a movie is in theaters, the more that percentage goes down. So.. they have to make their money somewhere. It's understandable why they jack up the prices of everything else. Some people support this of course, and some people don't, choosing to vote with their wallet (by not going or not paying for said items). (Facts compliment of The Globe and Mail).
An old friend of mine I knew 16 years ago got in touch with me a couple weeks ago - from Norway (I have a lot of overseas friends, what can I say?). It's been a good time catching up. We still seem to have a lot in common (more than I had realized) and it's nice to have him around again..
The no-swearing campaign for Lent is going relatively well, a bit to my surprise.
The search for the perfect next-home is on a stand-still. For now.
I was looking on hotels.com for hotel prices in Toronto this weekend for a possible overnight stay, and some of the hotels (and prices) I saw were amazing. The Trump International Hotel & Tower Toronto was listed (for a measly $395 a night). Dude, you have to look at this hotel. I'm not necessarily a materialistic person (even though I enjoy good taste and quality, don't get me wrong) but dang.. I wanna stay here for a night. And for that price, I think they should be including breakfast. Just sayin'. Now, the InterContinental Toronto Yorkville Hotel (also very nice) went from over $400/night down to $169. I'd do that.
Possible second job on the horizon. Please keep prayers coming this way, or cross whatever bodily appendages you can.
Doctors suck. /random
Aaaaaand.. that's all I have today. I'm spent. Hope you have a great weekend! Get out and enjoy the weather!! :)
I picked hot chocolate. Cause... I want chocolate.
Work was pretty good today. No wait, let me back up... last night's dinner. Last night's dinner was fantastic. I mean, simple enough, but yummy. Chickpea mushroom burgers with a side of tomato salad (I just cut up tomatoes, cucumber, tossed in a raspberry vinaigrette and threw in some feta) with a dollop of tahini. And.. I had it without the bun..cause of the whole GF thing. There will be some modifications made; not making many intentional vegetarian dishes, it.. lacked something. Where you would get a fuller flavour from meat (the fat), flavour had to be derived from somewhere else. So I added a few herbs, a bit of olive oil. Still not enough. My (veggie) neighbour suggested oregano. Can do. Also more filler (bread crumbs, which is challenging because I'm trying to keep gluten low or non-existant, so if y'all figure out an ingredient that can act as a binder, then, have at 'er; I'd like to hear it). I took a picture, but it doesn't at all look as good as it tasted.
Right, so this morning. For all the times I complain about work, there are days like today that just make me smile. For instance, the scenery *cough*highlyattractivedoctors*cough*. That is all :)
I went to church tonight for Stations of the Cross and Mass. To my surprise, CZ and her fiance NS showed up. I was a bit fidgety tonight but made it through. When we were sitting there, I had a great (random) memory; a few years ago (I'd say about.. 3-4) there was a time we would all go to Mass and sit together. And I mean, there would be several of us crammed in the pew (crammed! but that was okay cause it was fun like that). And that would be 60 minutes of my week where I wouldn't be happier. Then we would go out for breakfast after (easily taking up a couple tables) and talk and tell stories and laugh. We would learn each other's idiosyncricies with fooooood (I'm looking at you, AR) ;) But now... time has passed... lives have gotten busy... people have or are moving away (for school or marriage or seminaries)... and we grow apart a bit. I don't think it's any representation that we think of each other less, there are just... different priorities. Life happens. These people, from the onset of my time at the church, have accepted me into their group and I have felt forever at home and thankful. Thanks for listening to me reminisce :) You know, I'm thinking we need to have a reunion.
There was an article in the paper about soaring popcorn prices at the theater and how people more and more are smuggling food in (can you blame them?). The price is highly inflated and keeps getting higher. It was an interesting fact to learn that when theaters get a 'loan' of the movie, they're charged anywhere from 80% to 100% (i.e Star Wars) of the movie ticket price. Mind you, that percentage is for say, the first week, and the longer a movie is in theaters, the more that percentage goes down. So.. they have to make their money somewhere. It's understandable why they jack up the prices of everything else. Some people support this of course, and some people don't, choosing to vote with their wallet (by not going or not paying for said items). (Facts compliment of The Globe and Mail).
An old friend of mine I knew 16 years ago got in touch with me a couple weeks ago - from Norway (I have a lot of overseas friends, what can I say?). It's been a good time catching up. We still seem to have a lot in common (more than I had realized) and it's nice to have him around again..
The no-swearing campaign for Lent is going relatively well, a bit to my surprise.
The search for the perfect next-home is on a stand-still. For now.
I was looking on hotels.com for hotel prices in Toronto this weekend for a possible overnight stay, and some of the hotels (and prices) I saw were amazing. The Trump International Hotel & Tower Toronto was listed (for a measly $395 a night). Dude, you have to look at this hotel. I'm not necessarily a materialistic person (even though I enjoy good taste and quality, don't get me wrong) but dang.. I wanna stay here for a night. And for that price, I think they should be including breakfast. Just sayin'. Now, the InterContinental Toronto Yorkville Hotel (also very nice) went from over $400/night down to $169. I'd do that.
Possible second job on the horizon. Please keep prayers coming this way, or cross whatever bodily appendages you can.
Doctors suck. /random
Aaaaaand.. that's all I have today. I'm spent. Hope you have a great weekend! Get out and enjoy the weather!! :)
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Your Daily Dose of Random
I just heard that if you boil an egg and sing all five verses of "Onward Christian Soldier" you'll have a perfectly cooked egg at the end. Anyone want to give this a try? :)
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
I'm Baaaaack...
Well, I'd originally sat down to write but I got caught up in Pinterest and, well, 45 min later.. here I am. Gah, it's such a fabulous time-waster. So. Many. Pretty. Things. I was pinning all things steampunk (which finally gives a name to a secret fetish I've had for all things of said decor, jewelry, art, artifacts, etc). Victorian meets future, meets sci-fi, meets industrial, meets western; how awesome is that? No, my question to you should be, how can you NOT like it?
Gah! I just got sidetracked again! Another 15 minutes lost. Good heavens. My coffee's gone, I haven't even had breakfast yet, my back and butt are sore from sitting here... and I haven't even started to write what I wanted to write to you about, yet!! *takes you by the shoulders and shakes you* THE STEAMPUNK OBSESSION MUST STOP!! Okay, maybe not stop, but put on a brief pause.
... *pauses* ... *makes pancakes in honour of Pancake Tuesday*...
.. *comes back to answer email, gets sidetracked AGAIN*... *forces self back to kitchen*...
I had some pancakes. I got up to get something and this happened...
He totally took over my chair! Silly Babu.
So.. today is Shrove/Pancake Tuesday; the Tuesday proceeding Ash Wednesday, the mark on the calendar when Christians begin to acknowledge Jesus' death (who rises on Easter as Christ) and the beginning of Lent. I'd been thinking and thinking of what I want to give up for Lent this year and having a difficult time of it. I'm giving up my usual 'no swearing' crusade (a feat often attempted but never successful), but I always give up something else in addition to that. But.. this morning I felt different, thanks to a conversation from a friend last night (thanks MK). Something occurred to me. You know what? No. Hell no. I've suffered enough the past year, thankyouverymuch, and I'm not going to do anymore than I need to for the next little while. So you know what? I'm going to take the alternative; I'm going to add something. Thing is, I'm not quite sure what yet. Prayer (meal time? bedtime? morning?)? Volunteering of time? No, I'm not ready to expend that energy yet. Maybe there are other sorts of forms of charity; RM, you're good with this, what do you suggest? I'll take suggestions from anyone. Maybe something food-related. If it keeps me in the kitchen, I'm happy; it's good therapy for me. Maybe baking for friends, based on their food preferences/wishes/health issues. Hmm.. that's not a bad idea. I just baked up my third batch of GF brownies and people are amazed; I've proven (well, thanks to the author) that GF doesn't have to be boring and I LOVE this. Okay - so if you would like baked-goods (or non-baked goods.. could be meals), sign up below. I will deliver! (if you're local, post mail if you're not.) Okay, so I've picked up an act of charity for Lent. There you go.
I've been learning more Italian on the side. It's going very well. I'm learning basic words pertaining to what I can use at work/in a restaurant (plate, dish, glass, cutlery, etc, etc) and shocker - I'm retaining them! Mostly.
I'm reading Carl Jung's essay (in small book form) on Synchronicity. It's fantastic. I hope to give excerpts on it later.
I'm feeling a bit better today. A bit lighter. A little bit... released. That's what happens when you finally shed 160lbs. /cryptic
*looks out the window* Dude, where'd this snow come from? This is a funny winter.
Alright, I gotta have some attempt at lunch and get to an appointment. Hope y'all are having a good day.
Gah! I just got sidetracked again! Another 15 minutes lost. Good heavens. My coffee's gone, I haven't even had breakfast yet, my back and butt are sore from sitting here... and I haven't even started to write what I wanted to write to you about, yet!! *takes you by the shoulders and shakes you* THE STEAMPUNK OBSESSION MUST STOP!! Okay, maybe not stop, but put on a brief pause.
... *pauses* ... *makes pancakes in honour of Pancake Tuesday*...
.. *comes back to answer email, gets sidetracked AGAIN*... *forces self back to kitchen*...
I had some pancakes. I got up to get something and this happened...
He totally took over my chair! Silly Babu.
So.. today is Shrove/Pancake Tuesday; the Tuesday proceeding Ash Wednesday, the mark on the calendar when Christians begin to acknowledge Jesus' death (who rises on Easter as Christ) and the beginning of Lent. I'd been thinking and thinking of what I want to give up for Lent this year and having a difficult time of it. I'm giving up my usual 'no swearing' crusade (a feat often attempted but never successful), but I always give up something else in addition to that. But.. this morning I felt different, thanks to a conversation from a friend last night (thanks MK). Something occurred to me. You know what? No. Hell no. I've suffered enough the past year, thankyouverymuch, and I'm not going to do anymore than I need to for the next little while. So you know what? I'm going to take the alternative; I'm going to add something. Thing is, I'm not quite sure what yet. Prayer (meal time? bedtime? morning?)? Volunteering of time? No, I'm not ready to expend that energy yet. Maybe there are other sorts of forms of charity; RM, you're good with this, what do you suggest? I'll take suggestions from anyone. Maybe something food-related. If it keeps me in the kitchen, I'm happy; it's good therapy for me. Maybe baking for friends, based on their food preferences/wishes/health issues. Hmm.. that's not a bad idea. I just baked up my third batch of GF brownies and people are amazed; I've proven (well, thanks to the author) that GF doesn't have to be boring and I LOVE this. Okay - so if you would like baked-goods (or non-baked goods.. could be meals), sign up below. I will deliver! (if you're local, post mail if you're not.) Okay, so I've picked up an act of charity for Lent. There you go.
I've been learning more Italian on the side. It's going very well. I'm learning basic words pertaining to what I can use at work/in a restaurant (plate, dish, glass, cutlery, etc, etc) and shocker - I'm retaining them! Mostly.
I'm reading Carl Jung's essay (in small book form) on Synchronicity. It's fantastic. I hope to give excerpts on it later.
I'm feeling a bit better today. A bit lighter. A little bit... released. That's what happens when you finally shed 160lbs. /cryptic
*looks out the window* Dude, where'd this snow come from? This is a funny winter.
Alright, I gotta have some attempt at lunch and get to an appointment. Hope y'all are having a good day.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Healing
So, it was a most excellent weekend spent with friends and family :)
Saturday I was able to whip up a batch of Shortbread Chocolate Chip Cookies (melt in your mouth) and had a friend over in the evening for dinner and a bit of football watching. Sunday I was Mass and breakfast and headed home to meet a friend at the pub quickly to pick up a stained glass piece she did for me, then I had to get home 'cause my sister was coming to pick me up to see the new baby. He's so adorable. So... we spent time in the hospital with baby and the new parents (I got to hog him and hold him for what seemed like forever... and Ienjoyedeveryminuteofit). Oh look - there's that healing circle I was talking about :) We rallied and sat around the bed and talked, shared birthing stories. Then the new parents rested while the rest of us held down the fort/took care of baby/answered phones/took care of carpooling other's kids to-and-from, etc. I myself, came away grounded after visiting the family.
Today I'm doing my own sort of healing (with food!) and cooking a stew in the oven; it takes 4 hours. I think about how we (past and present) rally around in the kitchen for meals; the kitchen, when used, is the warmest part of the house (in winter). Unfortunately, Babu doesn't share in my desire to 'share stories over the cutting board'; he just gets greedy and comes to pick up potato peelings :)
I'm going to go spend more time in the kitchen; it's the most enjoyable place for me to be right now. I've got veggies to chop up for snacking and a chickpea salad to make for lunches. Stay warm and attempt to stay stress-free the week before Christmas. Spend time with who makes you happy. Don't lose the art of story-telling; share your stories and reconnect with those close to you.
Saturday I was able to whip up a batch of Shortbread Chocolate Chip Cookies (melt in your mouth) and had a friend over in the evening for dinner and a bit of football watching. Sunday I was Mass and breakfast and headed home to meet a friend at the pub quickly to pick up a stained glass piece she did for me, then I had to get home 'cause my sister was coming to pick me up to see the new baby. He's so adorable. So... we spent time in the hospital with baby and the new parents (I got to hog him and hold him for what seemed like forever... and Ienjoyedeveryminuteofit). Oh look - there's that healing circle I was talking about :) We rallied and sat around the bed and talked, shared birthing stories. Then the new parents rested while the rest of us held down the fort/took care of baby/answered phones/took care of carpooling other's kids to-and-from, etc. I myself, came away grounded after visiting the family.
Today I'm doing my own sort of healing (with food!) and cooking a stew in the oven; it takes 4 hours. I think about how we (past and present) rally around in the kitchen for meals; the kitchen, when used, is the warmest part of the house (in winter). Unfortunately, Babu doesn't share in my desire to 'share stories over the cutting board'; he just gets greedy and comes to pick up potato peelings :)
I'm going to go spend more time in the kitchen; it's the most enjoyable place for me to be right now. I've got veggies to chop up for snacking and a chickpea salad to make for lunches. Stay warm and attempt to stay stress-free the week before Christmas. Spend time with who makes you happy. Don't lose the art of story-telling; share your stories and reconnect with those close to you.
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Crazy Idea?
So today I got feedback about the Meyers Briggs test I did a couple weeks ago through work. Turns out I'm an INFP. Wasn't much to my surprise and all the explanations for the dichotomies were pretty right on. In fact, I(ntroversion) and P(erceiving) had slight variances (aka. were on the border. I'm highly adaptable to both, but have a preference to what's listed here), where (i)N(tuition) and F(eeling) were more moderate/pronounced. We had a great conversation and we talked about how these traits carry me through work, rather feeding me energy or draining me. I listed particular activities about the job that did either of those; it was easy to point out. I was also curious how my attributes could be applied to another job and what sort of job would suit me better vs. what I'm currently doing, for example. She said my eyes lit up when I spoke about this one job I'd contemplated applying for, only I didn't.
Food Service in a Hospice.
Crazy? Not for me. I've always wanted to work in Hospice or Palliative Care, ever since I was young and started volunteering in hospitals (back when I was 14; my friend MK and I started out fresh as Candy Stripers (yes, one 'p', thankyouverymuch :P) at the local hospital). She actually continued a career in nursing and I in and out of hospitals, nursing homes and/or food. I've always very much believed in and felt passionate about what I do at the hospital - giving the ONE thing that people can't live without - food. It's sustaining, nourishing, healing. I forget the importance of what I do, sometimes, getting too caught up in .. crap. But what a service!
And whenever I heard, say, someone being on death row, it was natural for me that the first thing I would think of is, "Fine, but what kind of last meal are they getting?"
Sure, I thought I wanted to run a restaurant. I wanted to reach people through food. Communicate it's wholesomeness, warmth, comfort, sustenance. Nourish them. But how much better would it be if I gave that gift to someone who only had limited time to live? And not only them, but their immediate family who visit them (that at times, can be daily - and that in itself is draining).
I could run a kitchen in a Hospice/Palliative Care setting. I have the certification now (for institutional service). I have tons of food service experience, in and out of institutions. I have the passion, the care and the desire. I would decide available meals (and they'd all be *fantastic* of course). So why the hell DON'T I go for it?
To be continued......
:)
Food Service in a Hospice.
Crazy? Not for me. I've always wanted to work in Hospice or Palliative Care, ever since I was young and started volunteering in hospitals (back when I was 14; my friend MK and I started out fresh as Candy Stripers (yes, one 'p', thankyouverymuch :P) at the local hospital). She actually continued a career in nursing and I in and out of hospitals, nursing homes and/or food. I've always very much believed in and felt passionate about what I do at the hospital - giving the ONE thing that people can't live without - food. It's sustaining, nourishing, healing. I forget the importance of what I do, sometimes, getting too caught up in .. crap. But what a service!
And whenever I heard, say, someone being on death row, it was natural for me that the first thing I would think of is, "Fine, but what kind of last meal are they getting?"
Sure, I thought I wanted to run a restaurant. I wanted to reach people through food. Communicate it's wholesomeness, warmth, comfort, sustenance. Nourish them. But how much better would it be if I gave that gift to someone who only had limited time to live? And not only them, but their immediate family who visit them (that at times, can be daily - and that in itself is draining).
I could run a kitchen in a Hospice/Palliative Care setting. I have the certification now (for institutional service). I have tons of food service experience, in and out of institutions. I have the passion, the care and the desire. I would decide available meals (and they'd all be *fantastic* of course). So why the hell DON'T I go for it?
To be continued......
:)
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Emotions, Emotions, Everywhere
I haven't wanted to write about personal stuff for a while. I've been working through some things (ugh..self work can be SO draining) and I just haven't felt in a sharing mood. I feel my short-comings have been amplified and picked apart and judged (why is everyone so concerned with MY well-being lately?! Honestly, I'm fine! Or at least, I will be)... so I've been going into a sort of cocoon mode (I don't always want to talk about me! Shocker, I know). Besides, quietness grants more introspection. Not always a bad thing. When I need a time-out from my emotions, I know how to separate myself.
So.. let's talk about other stuff. Health stuffs. A lot has changed the past couple weeks. After going off the antibiotics (only took half the prescription, they were making me *way* too sick otherwise) I also around the same time adapted a Gluten Free and reduced dairy diet (no more cows milk; now drinking almond milk, have very little cheese, but still eat yogurt every day). Things I've noticed so far..
- decreased appetite (snacking has gone down)
- no sugar spikes
- in 12 days, a loss of 6lbs
- no cravings for breads at all (except a piece of toast. I would KILL for a single piece of toast and butter)
- I'm medication-free aside from days/moments that I'm leery/want to do a preemptive (if I'm going out, etc)
- increasing fruits by far from previous intake, also veggies a bit
All in all, pretty damn good things! The first few positives I've seen in a long time. I'm going to try to use this motivation to get more walking in (so if you're local, hit me up) if I'm still feeling okay. Especially with the nice weather. Oh also, thanks to a talk with a friend tonight, I'm speculating I might have a sulphite sensitivity. I'm going to test this moving forward; I'm interested to see. Already, the theory has potential (as I look back at some of the things I've eaten and how I've reacted). Will post more on this later.
Alright, keeping this short tonight. Still recovering from tonight's endeavors and the Jazz Festival and Nuit Blanche last weekend (I lasted until 03:30 :) ). Let me tell you, some of the BEST music is heard in back alleys or coffee houses in the wee hours of the morning. For which I'm thankful. I felt in my element.
So.. let's talk about other stuff. Health stuffs. A lot has changed the past couple weeks. After going off the antibiotics (only took half the prescription, they were making me *way* too sick otherwise) I also around the same time adapted a Gluten Free and reduced dairy diet (no more cows milk; now drinking almond milk, have very little cheese, but still eat yogurt every day). Things I've noticed so far..
- decreased appetite (snacking has gone down)
- no sugar spikes
- in 12 days, a loss of 6lbs
- no cravings for breads at all (except a piece of toast. I would KILL for a single piece of toast and butter)
- I'm medication-free aside from days/moments that I'm leery/want to do a preemptive (if I'm going out, etc)
- increasing fruits by far from previous intake, also veggies a bit
All in all, pretty damn good things! The first few positives I've seen in a long time. I'm going to try to use this motivation to get more walking in (so if you're local, hit me up) if I'm still feeling okay. Especially with the nice weather. Oh also, thanks to a talk with a friend tonight, I'm speculating I might have a sulphite sensitivity. I'm going to test this moving forward; I'm interested to see. Already, the theory has potential (as I look back at some of the things I've eaten and how I've reacted). Will post more on this later.
Alright, keeping this short tonight. Still recovering from tonight's endeavors and the Jazz Festival and Nuit Blanche last weekend (I lasted until 03:30 :) ). Let me tell you, some of the BEST music is heard in back alleys or coffee houses in the wee hours of the morning. For which I'm thankful. I felt in my element.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Going Gluten Free
I have many adventures to write about yesterday's trip to Toronto (if I ever get around to it. If I don't, the purpose for which I went made it a *very* successful day) but I will do that another time. Today, is about health stuffs.
The doc put me on antibiotics, a bit to my protest. Listen, if you know I'm taking these, you know I'm trying anything at this point. We've almost completely run out of options (well, *I* think that, I know he still has stuff in mind). These were the antibiotics that are trying to target certain bacteria in the gut that may be causing my problems (more on this later). Ugh... they've made me so sick. It's difficult to go anywhere so I've been boarded up in this apartment quite a lot, except for the purposes of work, appointments or (necessary) errands. And when I do go out, I heavily medicate (wheee! more drugs! /sarcasm). I can't decide if I want to stay on them (I'm about half way done its course). I keep telling myself 'short-term suffering for long-term gain' but I don't even know if they'll work! Have I subjected my body to vulnerability without just cause? Am I curing with medication when I've believed things can be cured through food/diet or lifestyle? I just don't know. Then he said it again (also in our previous visit)....
"You should try a gluten-free elimination diet for 4 weeks."
Last time I pretended not to hear him. What are you talking about gluten free? No breads? Toast? Pasta? Cookies? (gasp! cookies!) No French cooking?!?! (how much gluten free French cooking do you know of?) I think I might just cry at this point. BEER!?!? Denial is NOT just a river in Egypt.
So when he said it this time, I was ready to listen. I still protested, don't get me wrong. But what I soon realized was whining, was actually panic. I don't know how to eat WITHOUT eating those things. No oatmeal in the morning? No toast as a filler between snacks, or before bed? No grilled cheese sammiches?! No relaxing beer on a Friday night at the pub? Depressing. But, if I want to feel better, I HAVE to try it. Remember? I'm trying anything.
The reason is thus (and I'm probably going to explain this totally wrong, so I apologize in advance); when I eat carbs (and I eat a lot, my friend), my gut can only process so much at a time. What's leftover, ferments. The bacteria in there is whoopin' it up, havin' a party (as it was explained to me, "it's like giving a kegger to a frat party"). More carbs? More keggers. That's what causes the pain, the sickness. Your gut says, "Woa, too much!" and finds ways of elimination (I guess the frat boys are on their way home at this point).
So this also brings to suggestion about a fructose sensitivity (for the same fermentation/bacteria problem). Now, I don't have an 'outright' problem with fruit. I seem to ingest small enough portions at a time for it not to bother me; which isn't to say it's not a culprit, but I'll be cognizant of it for now. It sure as hell explains why I can't drink apple cider (one drink of that and the pain, discomfort and sickness that ensues is enough to last me the year).
There's a six-food elimination diet (cow's milk, nuts & tree nuts, soy, shellfish and wheat/gluten - also see here) that's possible (it also seems to tie in with eosinophilic esophogitis which I'd never heard of until now), but he doesn't want me to go to that extreme right away. Right now he just wants me to eliminate gluten and dairy. If I try any first, I'll try the gluten (dairy will be easy, I don't consume THAT much.... or do I?).
So.. I've been spending the last few days mentally preparing. What day I'll actually choose to give 'er a go? No idea. Maybe Sept 1. Which is right around the corner. And I haven't begun shopping for gluten free foods. Oh, please shoot me.
Wish me luck!
The doc put me on antibiotics, a bit to my protest. Listen, if you know I'm taking these, you know I'm trying anything at this point. We've almost completely run out of options (well, *I* think that, I know he still has stuff in mind). These were the antibiotics that are trying to target certain bacteria in the gut that may be causing my problems (more on this later). Ugh... they've made me so sick. It's difficult to go anywhere so I've been boarded up in this apartment quite a lot, except for the purposes of work, appointments or (necessary) errands. And when I do go out, I heavily medicate (wheee! more drugs! /sarcasm). I can't decide if I want to stay on them (I'm about half way done its course). I keep telling myself 'short-term suffering for long-term gain' but I don't even know if they'll work! Have I subjected my body to vulnerability without just cause? Am I curing with medication when I've believed things can be cured through food/diet or lifestyle? I just don't know. Then he said it again (also in our previous visit)....
"You should try a gluten-free elimination diet for 4 weeks."
Last time I pretended not to hear him. What are you talking about gluten free? No breads? Toast? Pasta? Cookies? (gasp! cookies!) No French cooking?!?! (how much gluten free French cooking do you know of?) I think I might just cry at this point. BEER!?!? Denial is NOT just a river in Egypt.
So when he said it this time, I was ready to listen. I still protested, don't get me wrong. But what I soon realized was whining, was actually panic. I don't know how to eat WITHOUT eating those things. No oatmeal in the morning? No toast as a filler between snacks, or before bed? No grilled cheese sammiches?! No relaxing beer on a Friday night at the pub? Depressing. But, if I want to feel better, I HAVE to try it. Remember? I'm trying anything.
The reason is thus (and I'm probably going to explain this totally wrong, so I apologize in advance); when I eat carbs (and I eat a lot, my friend), my gut can only process so much at a time. What's leftover, ferments. The bacteria in there is whoopin' it up, havin' a party (as it was explained to me, "it's like giving a kegger to a frat party"). More carbs? More keggers. That's what causes the pain, the sickness. Your gut says, "Woa, too much!" and finds ways of elimination (I guess the frat boys are on their way home at this point).
So this also brings to suggestion about a fructose sensitivity (for the same fermentation/bacteria problem). Now, I don't have an 'outright' problem with fruit. I seem to ingest small enough portions at a time for it not to bother me; which isn't to say it's not a culprit, but I'll be cognizant of it for now. It sure as hell explains why I can't drink apple cider (one drink of that and the pain, discomfort and sickness that ensues is enough to last me the year).
There's a six-food elimination diet (cow's milk, nuts & tree nuts, soy, shellfish and wheat/gluten - also see here) that's possible (it also seems to tie in with eosinophilic esophogitis which I'd never heard of until now), but he doesn't want me to go to that extreme right away. Right now he just wants me to eliminate gluten and dairy. If I try any first, I'll try the gluten (dairy will be easy, I don't consume THAT much.... or do I?).
So.. I've been spending the last few days mentally preparing. What day I'll actually choose to give 'er a go? No idea. Maybe Sept 1. Which is right around the corner. And I haven't begun shopping for gluten free foods. Oh, please shoot me.
Wish me luck!
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
And Life Goes On...
I've had a hard time blogging lately; there's all of these emotions I'd rather keep under lock and key. So many emotions. Nonetheless, part of me wants to, so I shall attempt to do so.
I'll start with more recent events; last night we sent A.R off with a bang - a party and 'bon voyagey' (I always hear Bugs Bunny's voice when I say it like that) to celebrate his going to medical school. It's always nice to be around friends. With the summer being so busy for everyone, it was nice to re-group, sit around and chat, have a few (a lot) of laughs. Oh.. and a LOT of food. Always food. Yum. It was a late night for me and only had a few hours sleep, but it was well worth it.
Love's winding road: is winding. I'm getting too old for this shit. And that's all I have to say about that.
My vacation time a week and some ago went well. It was nice to be away from work, but it feels weird to have all this time off. Went to visit family. Meh. It went alright. Every single time I'm reminded why I moved away from home. Had visits with old friends, though, and those went great. I would probably visit more if I had some other place to stay than with my parents. Just sayin'.
Have a few days off presently, and they've been filled with visits with friends. My favourite kind of days. Today I'm FINALLY going to see Harry Potter. I know, I'm such a slacker. I usually see it opening night, but not the last two movies. I can't wait. I might get the whole popcorn and everything...as they gouge a hole deep in my pocket that I can't afford.
Also.. 'Horrible Bosses'? Funniest shit you'll ever see. Might have to buy that one when it comes out.
I don't think I have to catch you up on anything else (worthwhile, anyways). I'm gonna drag my tired butt off this chair and get some stuff done. I bought a lot of fruit so I should prepare some of that so it's ready to eat.
I'll start with more recent events; last night we sent A.R off with a bang - a party and 'bon voyagey' (I always hear Bugs Bunny's voice when I say it like that) to celebrate his going to medical school. It's always nice to be around friends. With the summer being so busy for everyone, it was nice to re-group, sit around and chat, have a few (a lot) of laughs. Oh.. and a LOT of food. Always food. Yum. It was a late night for me and only had a few hours sleep, but it was well worth it.
Love's winding road: is winding. I'm getting too old for this shit. And that's all I have to say about that.
My vacation time a week and some ago went well. It was nice to be away from work, but it feels weird to have all this time off. Went to visit family. Meh. It went alright. Every single time I'm reminded why I moved away from home. Had visits with old friends, though, and those went great. I would probably visit more if I had some other place to stay than with my parents. Just sayin'.
Have a few days off presently, and they've been filled with visits with friends. My favourite kind of days. Today I'm FINALLY going to see Harry Potter. I know, I'm such a slacker. I usually see it opening night, but not the last two movies. I can't wait. I might get the whole popcorn and everything...as they gouge a hole deep in my pocket that I can't afford.
Also.. 'Horrible Bosses'? Funniest shit you'll ever see. Might have to buy that one when it comes out.
I don't think I have to catch you up on anything else (worthwhile, anyways). I'm gonna drag my tired butt off this chair and get some stuff done. I bought a lot of fruit so I should prepare some of that so it's ready to eat.
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