tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47575617354455860062024-02-19T03:29:02.460-06:00Looking Good Naked: Our Plan to Escape the Zombie ApocalypseWe are finally going to do it! Stop years and years of poor eating, food comfort and just plain ol' laziness. We want to look good naked, wear 5" heels comfortably, while surviving the inevitable zombie apocalypse and attack by our robotic overlords. It's going to be a hilarious journey. Or something. We're just sayin'.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-51201419457674668472014-12-04T22:24:00.000-06:002014-12-04T22:24:03.025-06:00I Talk to Myself, and You Should, TooAlright, alright, alright. After a long hiatus for college degrees, family drama, and just plain insanity, this Primal Chick is back and looking to find my groove again. With the help of a fabooboo ( you know you missed that word in your life) nutritionist and coach, I'm down 12 pounds and 12 inches in the last 6 weeks, and almost 30 lbs since August 1st. I tried other eating programs, but primalShanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-13113498166951070052012-08-31T13:52:00.002-05:002012-08-31T14:00:18.637-05:00There's No Work Like ReworkAt this moment, my in-laws are on their way and I should be doing something to my house. Anything would probably be nice. But I'm not. I've got a ton of things to do, as always, but here I sit. Writing to you.
I feel like it's time to give myself a pat on the back because today, I'm pretty proud of myself.
Tomorrow is September 1, nine months since I started this journeyUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-70215877659217749132012-08-02T13:38:00.000-05:002012-08-02T18:11:08.025-05:00Hide Yo' Recipes, I'm Stealin' Everything Up in Here!
Okay, new recipes! I refer to them as stolen, because I have
just not had the time to be a domestic goddess this summer. I DO have that
potential, though. If someone would just pay me to stay home and cook, I know I’d
be just darling at it. I am including
a couple of paleo/primal dessert recipes. I feel the need to post a warning
with these, though. Just because they’re grain and sugar free Shanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-60125755452397565632012-08-01T00:10:00.000-05:002012-08-01T00:10:19.203-05:00Mad Ramblings of an Addict
There are many places this post could start, but I feel it’s
always best to “start at the beginning. And when you get to the end, stop.”
There’s a little Tweedle Dum logic for you. I actually feel a certain kinship
with Tweedle Dum. Poor dude’s a little whacked out, living in a crazy place, having
to deal with the pressure of the Red Queen. Life’s stressful. I feel ya, brother.
ANYWAY,Shanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-90407128177816573742012-06-20T14:24:00.002-05:002012-06-20T14:25:33.395-05:00Fickle as a Fritter and Scale SuperstitionsI got an email from Blogger that said if we didn't write something soon, we would be off the air.
Not really.
Our family is the beginning the process of building a new house and as such, we've been exposed to much talk about what is "standard" and what is an "upgrade". Usually, as an excuse, the "I've been very busy" would come standard. The "I'm humiliated and ashamed because Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-16784265178880270012012-04-08T23:22:00.000-05:002012-04-08T23:22:18.417-05:00Easter Memories and Today's VictoryY'all won't believe this, but the Easters of my childhood have involved food. Overcooked ham with brown sugar and mustard glaze, my mom's oven baked macaroni and cheese (always perfect), green beans and corn (straight from the can), rolls and the piece de resistance, lemon meringue ice box pie. Oh my, how I loved that pie. It seemed to take so long until it was time for Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-71547119581166859822012-04-06T10:50:00.001-05:002012-04-06T10:50:51.839-05:00Open Letter to Some Folks Who Mean WellDear Weight Watchers, Lane Bryant and the like,
Thanks for everything.
When I got too big for my britches, for real, you were there. Either to provide bigger britches or to help me fit into the old ones again. I haven't always been grateful for your services, but accepted them for what they were.
But the time has come for us to part ways. I understand, Weight Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-60376668766507248952012-04-05T10:20:00.002-05:002012-04-05T10:20:59.099-05:00ResultsStacey didn't disappoint me yesterday! She wrote a scathing-ish post on her blog, directed at me. It definitely found its mark. Read her advice to me here. I could barely breathe when I got done reading that. No one really talks to me like that. But it's exactly what I needed (and deep down, wanted) to hear. And I knew she would bring it. No more Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-25107663189003457432012-04-03T21:19:00.001-05:002012-04-03T21:19:59.979-05:00Where's the Tough Love?Good lawdy! Shanon is rocking the casbah. For real. She is down 30 big ones and is under 200. That is a huge, huge accomplishment. Those numbers on the scale are so significant. She deserves every zero point tenths of a pound that is gone. She is working hard and when she screws it up, she is learning from it and doing her dead level best to Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-84134615517643726672012-03-31T12:48:00.007-05:002012-03-31T13:00:45.585-05:00Quick Update on the Incredible Shrinking WomanSo I'm down almost 30 pounds. I KNOW, right? When I hit the big 30, I'm planning to reward myself. Possibly with a full body massage. And an iTunes gift card. I've told my students that their teacher is actually shrinking this year! They haven't noticed, and my feelings would be hurt, but they're 8. They don't notice much that's not on a video game or television screen. One did say that she couldShanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-8338785253639257272012-03-25T23:21:00.005-05:002012-03-26T00:01:17.149-05:00Zombie Apocalypse Preparedness UpdateIt's time to do a run down on the checklist of Zombie Apocalypse Preparedness. I mean, this whole thing isn't just about losing weight here, right?First, I had my yearly "female" doctor's visit this last week. Fun stuff. I usually dread the appointment, not because it's THAT kind of physical, but because he makes me stand on his scale and then writes down the Number of Shame that appears. Not Shanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-74033698411690974822012-03-23T14:22:00.011-05:002012-03-25T23:17:35.817-05:00Recipes I've Been Meaning to PostOkay, it's been a while since I've had the time, energy, or motivation to do some primal chick cooking. However, Spring Break has SPRUNG up in here, yo. I've done a little (read-very little) cleaning, some studying, a tiny bit of writing, and I took a whole afternoon to cook some new things! My tummy is full of primal deliciousness, and I'm a happy girl. Now I'm going to go curl up with a good Shanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-77806293783384495462012-03-08T09:58:00.002-06:002012-03-08T09:59:13.747-06:00There's No Work Like Rework!...or, how I sabotage myself.
When I wrote last month, I was On Top of the World. I was a Double Quarter Pounder away from a 20 pound loss. And I lost it. Yay 20 pound loss! And then the cart sort of went off into the ditch. But this is not new for me. It's pretty much my shtick, which means I've done this sort of thing before.
Ummm, yeah. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-6375826754370457642012-03-06T00:32:00.005-06:002012-03-06T00:58:54.382-06:00Akrasia (There's CRAZY in it!)I was going to post a long blog about wanting to do one thing, but finding myself doing the complete opposite. I was going to get wordy and weighty on the topic of willpower and my lack thereof. Then I went to The Site and read an article by The Dude that pretty much summed up the science behind why we do the things we know aren't good for us. There's even a term. Akrasia. I know it applies to meShanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-81706035096973962412012-03-01T15:52:00.009-06:002012-03-01T22:19:07.722-06:00Choose Your HardHi. How are you? It's been a while, I know. Do we really need to talk about it? Yeah? Ah, crap. Okay then, here it is.When life gets crazy, this lifestyle changing thing gets hard. I'm not a fan of hard, unless we're talking about Ryan Reynolds' abs. The other kind, the sort that makes you tired and worn down, is not on my list of FAVE things. Take the last two weeks, for example. It's like a Shanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-92005604333880983582012-02-21T21:24:00.008-06:002012-02-22T06:34:54.365-06:00Happy Pancake Day!Did you know today was Pancake Day in the UK? They have an actual holiday for these delicious treats. I could really get behind a country like that. Pancakes for everyone!!! However, if you're a primal chick, pancakes of the usual type are not on the menu. Full of flour and sugar, these are forbidden fruit for us. Or are they?We are huge fans of breakfast for dinner around here. Bacon, eggs, and Shanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-18828829370267286802012-02-12T19:34:00.005-06:002012-02-12T20:24:03.402-06:00Weekly Recipes 4I admit, I didn't do a lot of cooking this week. At least, not any earth-shattering, experimental cooking that had everybody gasping at my culinary expertise. Therefore, there aren't a lot of new recipes to post. I did make something for dinner tonight, though, that turned out really well. This is actually a twist on the fried chicken strips I made two weeks ago. Instead of almond meal, I used Shanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-54127875307681057372012-02-12T13:43:00.001-06:002012-02-12T13:43:23.797-06:00Week 6, In The BooksBrian and I had a meeting yesterday. He thinks it does miracles to my attitude and self-esteem to fix my hair and put my makeup on. Even if I am not leaving the house! (Which seems like a waste to me.) That I feel better about life in general and subsequently, I'm much more tolerable when I'm feeling better. He's not actually saying he prefers it for himself Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-43451928009960722122012-02-11T11:19:00.005-06:002012-02-11T12:09:17.319-06:00The Zen Art (and Insanity) of Weighing InGeorgia and I have been discussing this...ritual we go through with the scale each day. Equal parts science and crazy, we go through steps to make sure that scale remembers its job. Of course, if you remember Georgia's post, you know the only job of the scale is to Go Down. Sometimes it forgets this, resulting in meltdowns of epic proportions, especially when we have actually skipped the toasted Shanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-67288894244855049952012-02-09T09:24:00.002-06:002012-02-09T09:27:13.700-06:00Open Letter to My FeetHey guys!
I'm not sure you know it or not, but I'm sort of doing this weight loss thing up here, and to be honest, I'm really hoping it affects you. In fact, specifically, I'd like it to affect you to about a 10M, if that's not too much trouble. I'm completely willing to do my part. I've already lost about 2 sizes on my body (out of the 7 I'm working toward) and while my, ahemUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-47906131782196769912012-02-08T12:16:00.001-06:002012-02-08T12:32:23.093-06:00Nearly 20Sunday, I was weepy. I really was. Y'all know. I was frustrated with my progress, the response to my posts, pretty much everything. I needed some encouragement, and of course, Shanon was there to drag me a little further down this road. Love that woman.
Today is a different story. I am this close to a 20 pound loss. As in one-half of one pound. &Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-53627053975527374582012-02-05T21:45:00.009-06:002012-02-05T22:30:31.525-06:00Weekly Recipes 3This week's recipes are all stolen from much smarter, better cooks. That's okay. What's a little sharing between friends, even though they don't know me. They'd love me if they met me. ANYWAY...here we are.Georgia's Mexican Pile On is really the most simple, delicious thing you can make in a hurry and have hungry Little People jump for joy.Ingredients:2 lb. ground meat (beef, bison, venison, Shanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-48201538126711005172012-02-05T17:46:00.001-06:002012-02-05T19:43:22.027-06:00Eight Pounds A WeekI gotta admit. It's hard to share a blog with my sweet sister-in-law, whom I love like a real sister. Because she's like a professional writer. She feels this burning desire to write, has ideas floating around bursting forth and even has special software to help her plot stories and I....well, I write exactly how I talk and exactly how I think. I don't plan anything and I'm not Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-70515926362539670252012-02-02T21:40:00.004-06:002012-02-02T21:43:45.624-06:00January By the Numbers (And Some Other Stuff)Over 2 years ago, my mom died. And after living in "their" house alone for most of those 2 years, my dad moved 5 hours away to my town. Then six weeks later, my brother died. I became very glad my dad lives across the highway. We are all that is left. He is, by nature, a nurturer and really enjoys cooking. In the last couple of weeks, we've had 2 pans of Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4757561735445586006.post-29680911913626827122012-02-02T15:45:00.007-06:002012-02-12T00:04:39.176-06:00Life Preserver, PleaseWe've been in this thing for about a month now, and it has gone surprisingly smoothly. For me, that usually means the crap is about to hit the fan, because I do nothing the easy way. No. Thing. You're looking at a woman who touched her mother's iron forty million times as a child, just because I had to 'see if it was hot'. I spent many an afternoon tearfully holding a burnt finger in a cup of iceShanonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01810268138740477319noreply@blogger.com3