My mother's birthday is New Year's Day. This year, Matt decided it would be fun to take her, my father and our family, to Molly B and the Squeezebox Band which were performing at the Rose Garden Hall in Hays. Knowing full well that Molly B is second only to Anacani and Lawrence Welk in my husband's mind, I rolled my eyes wondering if the offer was self-serving or a genuine heartfelt gesture. However, as I know my German-Catholic mother from Liebenthal loves polka music, I conceded that it was a great idea.
This week's meeting of the Barton County Commission has provided much to think about. Listening to the county administrator, ABBB auditors and the county's software provider elaborate on the reconciliation and record keeping issues in the Treasurer's Office was nauseating.
This week I passed a major milestone. You may remember me mentioning a couple months back about the big plateau.
One of the questions I get regularly asked about my Paleo diet is how I can survive in America's bread basket without bread. This actually has been kind of a challenge for me, but not because I miss the taste of bread.
The Friday before Christmas we had a "treat your coworker day" - basically a food sharing day. I expected a lavish spread of sweets, to which I was prepared to avoid. I, of course, brought Paleo alternatives - good but not sweet.
Dang it, Jim!
After my first month of Paleo, I decided to add back some dairy products. Now, before anyone gets too excited, that means hard cheese, butter and cream. It also still means that when mixed with non-Paleo ingredients, they are still on the banned list, so, no ice cream. Of course, after this cold snap, who is really in the mood for that? But, I wonder if I can figure out a way to make Paleo powdered sugar ... I could go really go for a maple-walnut truffle.
We have officially entered into the holiday season. You know, that time of year where every other day someone brings in a big tray of cookies or candy. Or they bring in that dessert they want to make a trial run at before the big party. Not only that, but you find yourself shopping during meal time and need a little pick me up to tide you over until you can eat a healthy dinner at home.
Well, another week has gone by and so has another two pounds via Paleo. I guess losing two pounds in a week is good, but it is still hard to be patient. I know didn't get where I am today in a month, so I shouldn't be surprised if it takes a little time to get where I need to be.
You know, it's really difficult for me to admit, but so far so good. After my first week on Paleo, I've dropped three pounds and feel less bloated. I don't seem to retain water as much – even after a dinner of kraut and brats. Normally that's good for about five extra pounds the following 48 hours. This go around, not an ounce. Don't ask me to explain, it's just how it is. I can already notice less bulk around my mid-section.
Let me be upfront. Since my early teens, I have always had to "watch" my weight. Didn't matter if I was on a softball team, ran track or was on a 7-day-a-week workout schedule, I still had to be careful what I ate. Thus, I think I may have tried about every "diet" known to man. I've tried Atkins, extra-low fat, cabbage soup and even that awful grapefruit diet-for those of you who know me and how well fruit and I get along, imagine how pleasant that one was. I don't do diet pills, prepackaged diet ...
Halloween has always been one of my favorite holidays. I think maybe it's because the leaves have started turning and the cooler weather is setting in. No need to run the air conditioner, and most of the time you can leave your front door wide open without freezing. Maybe it's just because fall is my favorite time of year and Halloween is the first fall holiday.
Challenges. All of us have them. And, it is easy to sit around and point fingers and blame others for our failures. It is easy to throw out exaggerated or incorrect information and hope people will listen and take up our cause because of the passion behind our words. It is easy to become caught up in distracting and destructive banter. It is easy to become a fool.
Taxes. It was one of the primary causes of the American Revolutionary War.
In recent years, the Super Bowl has become a family affair for us, and it isn't because of the football. The Chiefs have lacked a little...success over the past few years (or decades) so obviously we can't watch them in the championship game. So we huddle around the TV with our snacks and cheer on our favorite commercials and watch the half-time entertainment, a fun light-hearted event without the seriousness or intensity of March Madness.