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A Day of Remembrance

It was difficult to get out of bed this morning.  10 years after massive terrorist attacks on the US, I wonder how we can live such a normal life (at least I can).

When I did get up, I put out the flag that we reserve for the 4th of July, Veteran’s Day, and the anniversary of September 11.  It’s not much, but at least I feel that I’m doing something

And then I went on with my day…

We started the day with iced coffee and more breakfast tacos…

A rainbow of colors for Sunday brunch. All veggies were the leftover grilled veggies from last night, except for the tomatoes, which were still fresh...

I used 6 egg whites and 2 full eggs, plus about 2 Tbsp of Fage 0% Greek Yogurt.  The Fage adds a bit of creaminess to the eggs, but they’re not runny (like when I used to add skim milk).  They also give an extra pump of protein!

Because the Fage doesn’t mix super well in the eggs, I mix them in the bullet blender for about 5 seconds, just enough to get the Fage all mixed in and creamy.

I sautéed the onions first, since they were still pretty spicy last night, because they weren’t fully cooked.  

Pour over the eggs, and scramble away!

Add into corn tortillas, topped with Mexican Red Sauce, and voila!

After breakfast I started making the meal plan for this week…  Stay tuned for a post on that later this week!

This evening, our friend Christina came over again, this time to help me make cupcakes!  We made Jenna’s Pumpkin Cupcakes with Cream Cheese Frosting from Eat, Live, Run.  Except we doubled the recipe (to make a total of 18 cupcakes), and added 1/3 a bag of chocolate chips, because you know I love some chocolate!  And the best part?  I got to break out the new stand mixer that my hubby got me for my birthday!

Mmmm, cream cheese frosting!

The cupcakes turned out well – although they were pretty ‘molasses-ey’.  I’m not sure that’s a word, but I might cut the amount of molasses next time.  And Jenna was right – they’re very muffin-like in texture.

Pay no attention to the messes at the bottom of the oven...

Of course, the frosting more than makes up for that!  Yum.  I cut the tip of my make-shift pastry bag too large, so my frosting skills aren’t fantastic here.

But that just means more frosting.

How could that ever be a bad thing?

Of course, the cupcakes were for dessert.  I packed up 1 for Christina to take home, 11 to take to work, and 2 for Matt & I tomorrow evening for dessert. Remember – I’m trying to LOSE weight here.  While one cupcake once in a while isn’t going to kill me, 18 of them will.

Dinner was a salad with these toppings:

Yellow grape tomatoes, red peppers, heirloom carrots, baby beets, goat cheese & Garlic Gold... On top of butter lettuce with a homemade balsamic vinaigrette.

And we made a pizza…  Whole wheat pizza crust from Trader Joe’s (surprisingly amazing!), all-natural pizza sauce, sweet chicken sausage, red peppers and yellow grape tomatoes, topped with mozzarella cheese and Garlic Gold nuggets.  Of course, I forgot to snap any photos while eating, but behold the aftermath…  The middle pieces were messy, but the crust held up really well.

The crust was PERFECT!

We’re watching the History Channel’s special on the terrorist attacks from September 11, featuring home movies from civilians watching as the towers in NYC were hit.  It really was a terrible, terrible day in US history.  I was shocked to hear on NPR on Friday and read in this morning’s paper that most schools do not teach about this day.  I don’t care about your politics – and I don’t want this to become a political blog.  But teachers are made to teach to the test, and are not able to teach to what’s most important.

Never forget, my friends.  Never.

French Army Knife, Please!

Spent the day with a friend in Santa Monica, after missing my massage appointment.  Yes, you read that correctly.  I’m so upset!  My appointment was for 1 PM, but I was convinced that it was at 2 PM…  So I’m getting ready to leave the house at 1:40, grab my phone and check it, somewhat absent mindedly…  And lo and behold, there’s a message from my Chiropractor’s office, “Hi Lara, Just wondering if you could call us back to reschedule your appointment.”   Aaargh!  That’s the 2nd appointment for something that I’ve missed this week!  Talk about disorganized!

Left my hubby and 10 of his dearest co-workers to DESTROY my kitchen with pizza and beer, while they drafted their Fantasy Football teams.

PS: I was NOT a happy camper when I came home this evening to find my kitchen & living room & patio a mess, hubby up in bed, dogs unfed (and no water!), and spare pizza on the stove (with pizza boxes on the upholstery of the stools at the kitchen counter.  Not a happy camper, indeed.

But, I did have a fantastic time in Santa Monica today!  I picked Tash up & we headed off to the 3rd Street Promenade, where we promenaded to our hearts content, until I realized after leaving The Gap that I hadn’t eaten anything all day.  Despite having 2 iced coffees and running 3 miles.  Totally unlike me!  TOTALLY.  I do not forget to eat!

Amazing what happens when you’re 33 – there IS a first time for everything.

We decided to head over to the mall, Santa Monica Place, and try out a wine bar that she suggested, the Sonoma Wine Garden.

Loved the wooden & cork menus!

I just could not believe that we were in a mall – it was beautiful!

Isn't the chandelier beautiful? I want one!

And I loved the wall art!

Anyone know where I can find one of these? Fleur de lis & all?

We sat on the patio, with a bit of a view of the ocean.  Lovely day, lovely company, lovely wine & lovely food.  Doesn’t get much better than that, does it?

Valley of the Moon Pinot Blanc to share.

They also had wines that you could serve yourself with 1, 3, or 5 oz pours.  Stick a little card in, based on what you’ve pre-paid for, and get your tasters.  Will have to try that next time.  The only problem is that those were all the way over by the bar, and if you’re sitting, enjoying your company, etc., it might be kind of a pain.  Would be a fun place to spend happy hour though.

We shared the truffle fries, a beet & goat cheese salad, and a “Garden pizza”, which was mushrooms, garlic & arugula, with ricotta cheese.  All of it was fantastic, and the service was very good.  I never waited more than 3 minutes for my water-glass to be refilled (I drink a lot of water when out, and it’s a huge pet peeve if it’s not refilled when I need my next big gulp!)

Mixed beet, Goat Cheese & Avocado salad to share.

The last piece of pizza. The crust was so crispy!

After lunch/dinner (it was about 5 by the time we finished), we headed over to Nordstrom’s.  HUGE shoe sale!  But, they didn’t have anything that I was dying for on the sale rack, so I held back.  But, I did get some new gold Havaianas Slim flip-flops.  Hey, I live in California.  Flip flops are worn year-round!  And, I’ve been lusting after them for a while, but could never find my size (I’m a 10/11 in shoes — closer to the 11, so I never like buying shoes online because I can’t guarantee they’ll fit, and I’m not good at returning stuff when I order it).

Source.

Now that the kitchen is clean, it’s off to bed with me.  Wine tasting tomorrow!  (Won’t be blogging until Monday evening, likely…  So much for the PostADay challenge.  Although I did vacuum today, and I also found my retainer!  Winning!

Choices, choices…

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Wondering why I make the choices that I do. 


What do I want? 
Thin! 
When do I want it? 
Now! 


So why am I getting a chocolate chip & pecan cookie at Whole Foods? (or the super yum sando, for that matter — I don’t need that much mozzarella cheese. Nobody does!)  I had other, better choices. I just didn’t make them.  There’s really no excuse to over eat poor food at Whole Foods.  Really.  Truly.  I’m Serious.

Last night I stayed up until about 10:45, heading to bed after:

  • Working out with my trainer (arrival at 7:45 or so)
  • Cleaning up puppy poop & kitty litter (garbage day today — get it out of my yard/house!)
  • Making dinner (best salad, eva!)
  • Watching The Biggest Loser finale (so glad Olivia won — not crazy about Anna Kournikova as the next trainer replacing Jillian), and;
  • Reading a bit (Cooking for Mr. Latte — so far so good, review to follow!). 


But what did I need to do instead of plopping on the couch, mindlessly fast forwarding through commercials, to get to more of the Biggest Loser? 

  • I needed to chop up more veggies for additional ab-fab salads that I can bring to work, pre-tupperwared, and ready to roll. 
  • I needed to hard boil at least a dozen eggs, so I could have them for the next 3 breakfasts. 
  • I also needed to:
    • Vacuum
    • Start the laundry
    • Pick up the house
  • Not to mention, re-start (yes, I’m that far behind) a crocheted blanket for my niece who is arriving in early June! 

What else, you ask?

  • I needed to make a meal plan, because I haven’t done it in weeks, and surprise, my weight hasn’t gone down in a few weeks either. Coincidence? I think not. 
  • I also needed to make a training schedule for my races this summer. ‘Cause these things aren’t going to swim/bike/run themselves. (Sadly.) 

Yikes. With choices like the ones I make (sitting on the couch, eating vanilla wafers topped with lemon curd [ah, heavenly though…]) who need enemies. I’m my own worst.

Binging

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I want to binge right now. The thing is, intellectually, I know I don’t want to. But there’s something in me that’s craving. I gave in and stopped at a cupcake bakery for an afternoon snack on my way home from a dermatologist appointment. 



But then I wanted to head over to the NY pizzeria for a slice or 2. Why? I had a good lunch. Like a REALLY good lunch:

  • Arugula 
  • Heirloom tomatoes
  • Goat cheese
  • Filet mignon
  • Garlic infused Olive oil with pepper & sea salt

It was a fantastic salad. And I was satisfied. But it wasn’t greasy. Or hot. Or extremely filling, I suppose. I thought it was — but then, on came the need for the cupcake. And the desire for the pizza. To which I said NO! to. (And, only getting 1 cupcake this time is a victory, but still).

Why’d I have to drive my car there? Park there? Get out of my car there? Wait for htem to finish helping someone else there? Get back in my car with my cupcake?

Disillusioned with my successes. Feeling doomed to failure. Not a good way to start the weekend.

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