Tags: Photojojo, Polaroid postcards
How cool is this? Turn your Polaroids into postcards, just like that.
If only I had a Polaroid camera. Hmmm. I’ll put it on my list for Santa, as Lily would say.
Oh, and there are a ton of other nifty things at Photojojo. Lenses for my iPhone? Yes, please.
Camera nerds rejoice!
Tags: Cooper River Bridge Run
Twenty-four hours from now, I’ll be in the car on my way to Charleston for the Cooper River Bridge Run.
I’m so excited I think I might pee my pants.
The notion of me running any further than the distance between the couch and the fridge used to be unthinkable. I am not a runner. I can swim and swim and swim. But running makes my chest hurt and my butt jiggle and my knees ache. And I always suck wind.
But then a few weeks ago on one of my walks, I thought to myself, this is a nice flat stretch of sidewalk I think I’ll jog it. And it didn’t kill me. Of course it was only three-tenths of a mile, but still. Baby steps, right?
A few days later, I jogged the whole block. Then I turned the corner and kept jogging. Ever so gradually, each week, adding on more distance.
This week, I jogged about three miles. THREE MILES, y’all. Unthinkable.
Dr. Google taught how to control my breathing, improve my posture and train my hibernating muscles on how to function properly. I asked runner friends for advice, and they came through big time.
So in just two days, I’m going to attempt to run part (half?) of the Bridge Run. I’ll slow to a walk if it hurts too badly. And I’ll definitely be walking up the bridge (and stopping to take photos, if I can manage it without causing a pile-up).
But I’m going to try. And I’m really excited about it.
Who would have thought?
Tags: bacon, breakfast for dinner, eggs, pancakes
Any excuse to eat bacon, I’ll take it.
I’ve even figured out how to incorporate it into our healthy diet. I just couldn’t say goodbye.
I’ll put one strip on a sandwich, or crumble a strip onto a salad. Or, my new favorite is pictured above. Three strips of pre-cooked bacon only has 80 calories. And it tastes good. Believe me, I was skeptical. Cooking bacon in the microwave? Unheard of. But I’m so happy to report that I was wrong. It’s thin, so it gets nice and crispy. And it has that full bacon flavor that I looooove.
So, when Lily and I had girls’ night last week, I made breakfast for dinner. Her pancakes had chocolate chips. I ate mine plain with sliced bananas on top. One of my other calorie-saving tricks with this meal is to scramble one egg white with one whole egg. Tastes just as good to me.
Bacon, pancakes and eggs for less than 500 calories?
I’ve been away for a couple of days at a conference that I helped organize.
My belly isn’t happy.
And I really (really) missed my family.
I don’t have an adorable photo of the girls to post here because I was too busy squeezing them all evening. And not many clever words are coming to mind right now (see: exhausted).
But, home. This is my happiness today.
Tags: four-year-old, preschooler, the things kids say
The older she gets, the more gems spew forth from her mouth. I try to write them down on the fly.
This kid is funny. And smart. And pretty darn insightful …
“Mommy, you’re my best heart.”
“I love Sophie. She’s just a little muffin.”
“I like that outfit, Mommy. You look like Cinderella!”
On personal hygiene:
(After brushing her teeth) “Do you want to smell my deep, deep breath?”
On the passage of time:
“A long, long time ago when I was three …” (she turned four last month)
“Maybe when I’m older, like five or six or twenty …”
Phrases I just can’t bring myself to correct:
“permendous” (her very own super-awesome adjective)
“It’s your march, get set, go!”
“Row, row, row your boat gently down the streen. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, like a but a streen …”
“Look Mommy! I’m full of hands today!” (wearing one baby doll and pushing another in her little pink stroller)
And my all-time favorite:
“That’s a good idea, Mommy. You’re a genius!”
Tags: Etsy, screen print art, Viva Sweet Love
I’ve been trolling Etsy for the perfect piece of art for a spot in our house that’s just begging for something pretty on the wall. I came across this one, and it made me smile:
screen print art by Viva Sweet Love
Tags: eating healthy, healthy sloppy joes, sloppy joes
These are so yummy, they hardly seem healthy. I made them with ground chicken, which saved even more calories. And I added extra chili powder, paprika and fresh ground pepper for a little more heat and flavor. We ate them with baked sweet potato fries and salad.
Lily wasn’t crazy about the idea of this meal, so for her, I spread the mixture over spaghetti and topped it with shredded cheddar. Cheese to the rescue once again.
(adapted from Fix It and Enjoy It)
3/4 lb. lean ground pork loin (ground turkey or chicken would work too)
1 cup chopped onion
1 medium bell pepper, chopped
1 1/2 cups diced tomatoes, undrained
1 medium zucchini, shredded
1 Tbsp. chili powder
1 tsp. paprkia
1/2 tsp minced garlic
pepper to taste
3 Tbsp. tomato paste
4 whole wheat hamburger buns
1. In large skillet, cook ground meat, onion and bell pepper until meat is brown and onion is tender. Drain off drippings.
2. Stir in diced tomatoes, zucchini, chili powder, paprika, garlic and pepper. Cover and bring to a boil. Reduce heat.
3. Add tomato paste to thicken. Simmer, uncovered, for 5 minutes.
4. Spoon mixture into buns and take a big ol’ bite.
Per serving: 343 calories, 27g protein, 44g carbohydrates, 7g fat (or less, if you substitute chicken or turkey)
Tags: diet, healthy lifestyle, weight loss
I climbed up into the attic with a pit in my stomach and found the big blue bin. The one with my warm-weather clothes. Most of which haven’t fit in a couple of years.
Of course the last time it was warm, I had just given birth to a baby and had no intention of wearing anything but my stretchy pants all summer. But then I started back to work in August and nothing fit. Nothing. I shopped for a few end-of-season sale pieces at Old Navy and wore them on repeat.
So today when I reached for a short-sleeved top that practically cut off my circulation the last time I pulled it over my head, I held my breath and slipped it on. IT FIT. With a little bit of room to spare. Same goes for the shorts that wouldn’t button. The slacks that I couldn’t sit down in. If I could turn a cartwheel without injuring myself, I totally would have done it.
Elated is putting it lightly.
I’ve lost 22 pounds since Christmas, and I’m going for broke. My new target weight is a number that I haven’t seen on the scale since I can’t remember when.
Nine pounds to go!
These two are cuckoo for the mall park. When the weather is yucky, we head over there. And despite all the germs and obnoxious kids (not mine, of course), I’ve learned to love it.
Lily can’t get enough of the slides — up and down and on her belly. And Sophie’s a climber.
Marc has been known to crawl into the tunnels with his girls. I just hold my breath and let them go nuts.
And everyone is happy.
(Special thanks to my pal Cary for these beautiful photos!)