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Thursday, November 11, 2021

Christmas Past

 

“When we recall Christmas past, we usually find that the simplest things - not the great occasions - give off the greatest glow of happiness.”  Bob Hope

With just a few weeks left of 2021, it seems like I am spending more time looking back than forward. Perhaps the most unique thing about these reminisces is the feeling of wonder, rather than melancholy that surrounds them. For the first time in forever, I feel the occasional sense of anticipation that surrounded the Holidays as a child.  That pure excitement not clouded by adulthood and responsibilities.

Memories like driving out to the Maslow farm to drop off Christmas presents. Mrs. Maslow was our babysitter during Wednesday morning golf games, Friday night Football and weeklong parent trips. Closer to a Grandmother than a nanny, I named my first child Cecilia in her honor. I can recall Christmas Eve's with her and husband Leo. Him playing the accordion. Her sitting beside him on the sofa by the stairs. Then, after he was injured by a bull attack, him lying in a hospital bed down in their living. And then he was gone. 

Still we visited, long after the time for babysitting was over. Every Christmas she would bake dozens of pans of cinnamon rolls for her family. We were gifted two pans for our large family. Sweet sticky deliciousness, dripping with sugary icing and sugar sprinkles. One pan was always sprinkled red and the other green. She lived to be 83 and made those roll right through her last Christmas. 

After she was gone, I continued to bake cinnamon rolls on Christmas Eve. With three kids under the age of five, I started a tradition that, thirty some years later, my own children now follow, as well. Traditions begun out of love and  carried forward through the years.

Wednesday, October 6, 2021

Dieting 101

This post was originally posted years ago. I am adding it here because after seven years, this dieting plan is still working for me. The best thing about it is that if my weight starts to creep back up, (you know, like in the middle of a worldwide pandemic or other random chaotic events) I can just follow this plan for a few weeks, and I am right back to where I want to be. 

    

August 28th, 2021

October 6th, 2021
Four pounds from goal weight after just 40 days. These 40 days included Labor-giving, our anniversary weekend, building candy covered gingerbread houses (and a chocolate cookie cat), and a trip into Alameda to visit with friends.



The one thing I will say that is different from before is a daughter who works at Starbucks. 

It is tough to skip out on all those caramel apple lattes and white chocolate mocha frappacinnos. Especially during pumpkin spice season. Still, I have learned to order green tea with lemonade, unsweetened, and their egg white egg bites (quadruple cooked so they have a nice crispy outside).

Dieting 101

I have been 'dieting' for months. Note pictures below. I have decided to write down a few of the things I have learned along the way, because I am literally the laziest, most 'I hate to diet' person out there. 
I have read diet blogs, books, memes, watched videos, and almost always come away thinking there is no way I am going to do THAT! But, after years of successes and failures, I have comprised a personal list of things that work (for me) and things that don't. 

And, believe me, I have gone for the easiest, most pain-free way to lose weight possible, because this time I wanted not only to lose weight, but to finally have a way to keep it off. That, of course, meant a lifestyle that I could continue to live with after the weight was GONE.
These are MY rules for dieting...they work for me. They are like 500 different diet types all put together into a lifestyle that works. Everyone has to adjust what they do to make things work for themselves.

The one thing I have done on every diet that has ever really worked for me is write things down. I have been working on losing weight for exactly 267 days. I know this because I have been charting my progress for that entire time. At this date, I am 3.8 pounds from my goal, which is to be officially In Normal Range for weight.  
MaryMaryMaryMaryMaryMaryMaryMaryMary
dateweightamount losttotal # lostbetween weigh infull timefifth goalcommentscomments
GOAL 4!GOAL 4!GOAL 4!GOAL 4!GOAL 4!GOAL 4!GOAL 4!GOAL 4!GOAL 4!
fifth goal newoutfitto be sassy inyay164GOAL 4!Achieved!

The last time that was that weight was in the eighties. And at that time, I felt like I still needed to lose at least another 20 pounds to look good. Isn't that just how it goes. This time, I have learned to be happy, every step of the way.



So, STEP ONE, create a chart and measure your successes. I use MICROSOFT EXCEL, even a notebook of a paper on the back of the bathroom door works.  In addition to weight, be sure to take measurements. I forgot this step until after I had lost the first fifteen pounds. It really help with motivation when the scale doesn't move but the measurements continue to go down. And, yes, that happens, especially if you start walking or lifting weights.

Now, don't gasp about the mention of exercise. I said I was lazy, not dead. Start simple, like parking at the far end of the parking lot and walking the entire distance. And buy yourself a kettle ball to lift while watching TV AND an exercise ball to sit on and bounce, again while the ol' television plays.

Work up to the gym or a walk around the block, if you feel like it. Baby steps.





STEP TWO, and this is a big. Get someone to join you in you diet, healthy life style plan. Someone to celebrate your successes and encourage you, while you do the same for them.

Really, though, diets are all about the FOOD. And hunger...oh so hungry!  And, isn't that where ALL diets fail.

And find or make some social media site that work for you. This is a link to my pinterest page. Note it is based on positive thoughts, not just dieting. 


STEP THREE, let's talk about FOOD! I am not an expert, and I am definitely not claiming any superior knowledge. Just hours and hours of internet research and personal experience. There are basically two different categories food falls into, carbohydrates and proteins. 

Everybody has heard of the Atkins diet, it works by only allowing the dieter to eat proteins and then the body fat just 'runs' out of them. Eeww. It's pretty efficient, but nobody can stick to that diet for very long. And, when you start eating normally again, the weight just piles back on. The Paleo diet works kind of the same way, allowing the dieter to only eat natural foods that would have been around an eon ago. But, still, no bread, no WINE, no way!

So, what can you eat and still lose weight. It is really more about the rules of how you eat, than what you eat. This is a lot like the Atkins diet and the Paleo diet, only I think it is much or user friendly, so to speak.

I like food. I really LIKE food, if I haven't made that clear. Look once again at the before photos. How does one go about the whole process of losing the blub while still wanting food, food, food?

Let's start again with the idea of the Aitkin's diet. It is popular not so much because you can eat protein, but because you can eat as much protein as you WANT.  What do I mean by protein? A steak, eggs, CHEESE!!! So much cheese! Bacon, Bacon, Bacon! And, you can eat until you are full!

Then, later, all of of that greasy slimy protein just kind of slides out of you. Good times.

If you haven't guessed it yet, I am not a big fan of this diet. But I like the idea of isolating protein meals from carbohydrate meals. There are many times when we have taco leaf wraps for dinner because they consist of taco meat, cheese, tomatoes, avocados and lettuce. Without the taco shells this is a protein meal and diet friendly AND delicious.

The reason that I can't follow Atkins, is I LOVE carbs. BREADS, PASTA, CEREALS. I could never stick to a diet that did not include carbohydrates. It would absolutely be destined to fail. The real trick to keeping carbs diet friendly, as well, is to keep ALL proteins out of your meals. 



When we choose to have pasta, we choose a pasta sauce with no meat or cheese. We serve it with a salad that has a vinaigrette salad dressing not oil based. And, sorry, no garlic bread. At least no buttery garlic bread. 

Keeping carb meals and protein meals separated makes it easier for you body to digest the food faster. And, by separated, at least-LEAST-two hours between. The longer the better. Plus, fruit, sugar or desserts should be separated for both the carb and the protein meals by the same amount of time.

Ah, so many rules.

Here's a few more:

STEP FOUR: Don't eat anything you don't love. If you take a bite of something you don't like, push it aside and don't finish it. Save those calories for something that you will really enjoy.

STEP FIVE: Stop eating when you are full. Sound simple doesn't it? I don't care if there is only one bite left of your hamburger. Stop eating when you are FULL. Period.

STEP SIX: There are NO foods you are NOT allowed to eat. Just eat one doughnut, not three. And remember, every 2 hours, you start fresh. That is the best thing about this diet plan; you never waste an entire day if you eat something fabulously sinful. In two hours, you know your body has reset itself. You can still lose weight that day! Absolutely NO cheat DAYS! What you stuff your face with for a single day will take at least a week to lose, again. Go ahead and eat that lemon cake. Just be certain to stick to your diet for all the other meals. 

Finally, STEPS SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE... Read labels on food. In other words, eat naturally. The peanut butter jar should say PEANUTS, SALT. Really. Your body can't process chemicals, so avoid them whenever possible. Whole grain breads, not whole wheat, whole grain. 

Apples, avocados, almonds, pistachios...chia seeds. Finds some health foods you love.

Make you own smoothies at home. USE organic honey, not sugar. And, GREEK yogurt. 'FAGE' works great with frozen berries.  



Add quinoa to everything. Chili, spaghetti, life.

Non fat milk on your cereal. Honey and cinnamon on your toast.

Grilled chicken. Salad with blue cheese and pecans and cran-raisins. Num. 

EAT Breakfast...snack...lunch...snack...dinner...stop eating!

Water, water, water.

Green tea and lemon.

Do not eat diet food. Just don't do it. Those 100 calories snack bags have no food value and will just leave you hungry. Spread real peanut butter on celery and eat with raisins. It will fill you up longer and is so much better for you. Or humus and pita bread. Or vegetables with dip. 
Or smooth DARK chocolate. Calories: Per Chocolate Bite : 39 Calories, 1.5 g Fat, 6 g Carbs, .05 g Fiber, 2.5 g Sugar, .08 g Protein. 


And remember, you are always the strongest on your diet the first few weeks, so be strictest, then. So when you start to weaken, you already have a few pounds of success to smile about.

Mostly, find good delicious food that you love. I love grilled salmon and, paired with broccoli, it is satisfying and delicious. Find your 'go to' meals. Make them delicious, so you don't feel deprived. Healthy meals will still drop pounds.

And, when you get frustrated, go out for that hot fudge sundae. Enjoy it. Then, start again. I have eaten every delicious thing I have wanted for the past few months. Doughnuts and cookies and chocolate dipped ice cream cones. Knowing I can do that, is how I get through the days when I choose to be strong.




Monday, July 26, 2021

Hello Stormfly...Goodbye Mint Julep



To say the past few months have been a tsunami of one crazy thing after another would be an understatement, the size of a...tsunami.  Wave after wave of sh*t hitting the proverbial fan. It is no wonder that some days it feels like I am drowning.

Reba, my beautiful red truck, has been dead for going on a month now. Her brand new radiator is currently sitting on the passenger side front seat. At this point, it is doubtful that she will ever be road worthy again.

And Mint Julep, Natalie's 1999 Honda Accord is definitely feeling her age. Though she has worked hard to keep us mobile is the past few weeks, the fact that her air conditioning pushes out only HOT air has become a problem. 105+ degree days are practically impossible to handle. Heat stroke, anyone!?!

So, we went out and did a thing! 

Meet Storm-Fly, our new 2017 Mazda CX-5. Purchased from the local CarMax after many, many hours of searching, researching and stressing. This is officially Natalie's car, or will be once she gets her driver's license. Yes, this is now the second car she has owned but still can't drive. Being her car, she got the majority weight on what vehicle we chose. 

When we first arrived at CarMax, I saw a shiny bright blue vehicle right across the little service road. Greg had disappeared into the little boy's room, so Natalie and I walked over to check it out. 

BIG MISTAKE!

The car was cute, but the salesman was on us long before Greg returned. 

Happy talkin' talkin', happy talk                                                                                                                    Talk about things you'd like to do link

Yup, before we even realized what we were doing, we were in the pretty blue car, taking a test drive. Unlike Minnesota, the salesman rode right along with us. It was a fun, cute LITTLE car. I said many times over, "You don't buy a car based on the color."

Still, in minutes we were inside with credit scores being run and deals offered. The car man made us a really good deal. He was definitely working hard for that sale. Still..."You don't buy a car based on the color." The farther into it we got, more uncomfortable I became.  I wanted to see the car we drove out to see.

Finally, I just got up from the table and walked away. We left Greg who was busy talking to the man at Stoneridge Chrysler about this Honda CR something or other, Natalie and I walked across the road to see the Mazdas I had been researching.

Walking out to the far side of the lot, we found what we were looking for. Many SUV just waiting to be adored. The Mazda we chose to give a closer look to was NOT the one we came to see. This 2017 car was a very, very dark blue, not the shiny bright blue that caught my attention earlier. 

The doors were unlocked. Cleaver move, CarMax. Less than ten seconds after we sat down, Natalie declared, "This is the one!" 

So much larger than the Honda, we were sold by the roominess. Natalie then got out and climbed into the back via the push button hatch that swung up magically before us. So much space. Room for cats in cages, groceries and suitcases for going to Disneyland


Natalie texted Greg to STOP! Come over and see the car we ARE going to buy! After a few minutes of no response, she called. He hemmed and hawed. "This one has such good gas mileage!" "It's too SMALL!", she replied.

At last, came over, followed by Honda salesman. WTF!

Talk about uncomfortable. Salesman looked over that car, then declared, "I have another SUV I can show you." Sorry, we may have considered going there again, since Greg and I will need a car once Natalie drives, but Honda guy crossed the line when he crossed the road. Very seriously doubt we will go back there. Had a nice car, willing to deal, but definitely got the sense he expected the MAN to overrule us.

Sorry dude, welcome to 2021! Natalie and I were providing the down payment. No deal happens without our little lady approval.


Too late on a Sunday to officially drive the Mazda, us ladies made an appointment for the following afternoon. After an hour and a half wait to deal with the "You can't finance car with a license that say expired." Both Greg's and my driver's licenses we sent off to Rancho Cucamonga in SoCal. An hour and a half trip to the DMV to get provisional license. Got it after they locked the doors to new people from entering. Ooooofff!

 

Harold, our new salesman from CarMax let us drive this car by ourselves. Once around the loop from  Fallen Blvd to Santa Rita, past Natalie's target and back, and we were sold! Back to the car lot to finalize our sale. 

More wait, wait waiting.

Us girls drove Mint Julep back to Target for a couple of Starbucks teas while Greg sold his soul to the car loan guys. Once back, Natalie texted Ryan photos of the new car. Before the paperwork was done on the Mazda CX-5, Natalie had sold her very first car. The Honda Accord called Mint Julep.

 


A  little bittersweet, after only driving her car for a few circles around the RV dog park, Natalie says goodbye to her first baby. A car made the same year she was born.

Finally, as dusk approaches, the paperwork is done. Storm-fly (Natalie named her after just a couple of minutes, the first day) is ready to go home. I get to drive her, as Greg has to bring along the now 'old car'.

 

We stop at Ryan's house. First, to show off the shiny new vehicle. Second, to deliver the car he just purchased. He is just as excited for Natalie to have a new car as she is herself.


The men study the Accord, as Brett meets his new 'driving to work' car. Good luck with that air conditioning, pal. I swear they all say they can fix it. Hummmm, Reba...radiator. I hope it works out for everyone. Not having to solve where we park a third vehicle is a great relief.



Finally, Storm-fly makes it home. Here she is parked in our spot. Welcome to the family, Stormy!

Monday, June 28, 2021

fixing reba

Definition of friend

 

1aone attached to another by affection or esteem
She's my best friend. link
For the second time in just a matter of months, Ryan has come to rescue us with his automotive expertise. Natalie's 'Mint Julep', the first car he fixed up for us, is now our only working vehicle.


My little red truck, Reba, is showing her age. Purchased new in 2005 as a 'gift' for our 23rd anniversary, my trusty little baby is showing her age. Sixteen years and well over 200,000 miles, Reba's days seem numbered. 



Today, we could do nothing but watch as Ryan and Landon work to remove the radiator, which seems to have exploded out the bottom and is pouring out fluids. What started out as a, "It'll take about forty minutes to remove" said radiator turned into hours of frustration. Reba was not quite so willing to give up her innards as was hope. Screws and bolts, and whatever else holds in car parts, are seriously 'welded' in place. No amount of yanking and cranking and swearing would convince the metal bits to give up their hold.



Twice, Ryan ended up with a mouthful of radiator fluid from the already drip drained radiator. Definitely not good considering how poisonous that stuff is. She may be old, but Reba is still a feisty little bitch. Thankfully, this was a mid 80 degree day and not the 108 degrees we were sweltering in just days ago.



About an hour into this adventure, Ryan mentions that Brett, the roommate that replaced us when we moved out of Ryan and Amanda's Home for Wayward Souls, has been sitting in his truck. Just sitting and waiting. Curiosity is definitely not gonna kill that cat. Once joining us, Ryan declared Brett would be his 'Heidi' for the rest of the day.

Unfamiliar with this terminology, I researched it's definition. Urban slang, of course.

HIGH-dee | /heidi/

To "heidi" is to be incorrect in the performance of a simple task. To consistently perform incorrectly. To be incorrect in the knowledge of a common fact. link



With Reba bleeding sick red fluid into the carport, there wasn't much for Natalie and I to do. We sat on the warm tar, just watching. After the two hour mark, we decided it was time to work on the food Natalie had offered during her first distress text. Having brought out numerous bottles and glasses of water, we prepared our grand meal. 


Actually, we had to wait for Papa Murphy's door dash to deliver the three large pepperoni pizzas we ordered. So very glad to have a usable oven to bake in, once again. It has only been a few weeks that we have been able to get these bake at home pizzas. One of our favorites from back in Minnesota, it was great to to find Papa Murphy's in the Bay Area.


Greg left in search of a replacement radiator for the boys to install. When he returned, the radiator inside Reba was still stuck in place. Three hours into the fixing Reba adventure, and it is decided to call timeout for the night. With a promise to return to this repair job on Wednesday, Reba is left dripping alone while everyone heads into our new apartment for food and drinks. 


So, with just under six weeks in our spanking new apartment, we are once again entertaining guests. Not counting the numerous visits for maintenance, this is the third time we have had actual visitors to our home. That is huge for us. 

Since leaving Minnesota a decade ago, the number of visitors we have had inside our home has been small. Living in a trailer park for many months meant we talked to many fellow RVers, but none ever came inside. 


 With bellies full of pizza, chips and soda, the gentlemen head home. The promise to return in just a couple days keeps hope in my heart that Reba will ride, once again. Sitting in my chair, I can see her shiny red metal glimmering just out of the sun. 

Parked solemnly right outside, I am reminded of the first night we brought her home. We stopped by at my parent's house to show her off.  My father sat in the front passenger side seat and hung a rosary over the rear view mirror. 

The thought of having to replace this red truck at some time in the future makes me sad. Being the last vehicle of mine my father ever sat in still keeps him close to me.  I can move my father's rosary to whatever new car we might get, but it will never be the same as him hanging it up himself.