I’ll be posting for the Strong Is the New Skinny Body Transformation Challenge once a week on Sundays.
This week, after posting last Monday about my plan to stay away from sugar and eat less overall, I have to report that I ate chocolate almost every day, drank red wine on 5 out of 7 days, and overall continued to eat more than I need. I said I would clear my cubicle of snacks but the method in which I accomplished this was by eating them all week. Continue reading
We had a photo shoot with the girls yesterday and they proved to be quite photogenic. Surprisingly, they run all around in their box, but on the table they just stay put and huddle together mostly.
We got our chicks!
There are 4 of them, two Black Australorps and two Buff Orpingtons. They are about 5 days old and this is not a great picture, but they are REALLY cute. More to come on the new additions to our family soon.
Pizza is one of those flavor combinations that I crave every now and then that is generally off limits in a grain-free diet. So I was excited when I came across this idea to make a crust from mainly steamed cauliflower and cheese. This is the second time I’ve made it, and it’s delicious! It doesn’t hold up for eating by hand, it’s more of a fork and plate pizza. I recommend this for both Paleo/Primal eaters who eat dairy, and low carb folks.
After a recent half marathon. I'm the tall one on the left.
There’s a group called Strong Is the New Skinny that I recently started to follow on Facebook because of their great name. I love the idea that strong is sexy and I think us gals have been sold (and we’ve willingly bought) a bill of goods about being careful not to “bulk up”. I’m prone to feel like I *should* be skinnier as much as the next girl, and have battled with feeling too big all my life. I’m also tall so that contributed to awkward preteen and teenage years where I tried to shrink myself in personality and demeanor when I couldn’t shrink my physical size. Dieting was taboo in my feminist family, so thankfully I never battled an eating disorder, but I’ve always wavered back and forth between a false bravado in which I eat whatever I want and pretend I love my body just as it is, and feeling small (emotionally) and still eating whatever I want, but in secrecy and shame. Continue reading
Yep, that's a Sawzall
Last fall we got news that the couple who ran a farm that we’d been buying eggs and pork from for about 3 years had decided to pack it in and close the farm. It was a bummer for us because there isn’t exactly a plethora of choices for truly pastured eggs in our area. In fact, we’ve been going without eggs for much of this winter, and this played a large part in our decision to take the plunge and get our own chickens this spring. (I’m sure it was a bummer for them too, I believe they plan to transition to some farm consulting and advocacy work.)
Chicken Marie 