recipes, suggestions, meal plans
Mentioned around these parts that fat is the current reality. BMI WTF, basically. Since Half and theKid left (allthesads) meals have become fairly optional, and been able to just scavenge and scrounge around the house for foodage. That, and some hot yoga (do not—repeat—do not look that up on Tubes of You) and some house-based …
Read the full post →“Starving In Moderation … And It’s A Good Thing”
Yup. Still fat. Still working on not being that but not too hard … trying to pace meesef. Thus, ergo … in these most bitter of times, methinks we (you [Other Person You], me, us, all) deserve a little tasty morsel of the ultimate in moistly most deliciousness. Here: have a crack brownie. Dark Fudge …
Something weirdly satisfying? Blackhead extraction videos, especially from Asia. Face cheese at its finest, with a smidge of pus-eruption and skin larvae. Nice. The ones featuring zitpops and cystbombs from the West and West-aspiring are almost gleefully prurient. Still good, but acceptable in smaller doses. Although the Iranian (?) chick showing her housework and groceries …
I checked the Jungle Shop, and of course it’s sold there (even in a pack of 12!) if not at the local grocery. Stuff is good. But more importantly – easy. Dinner in a box. What better? Zatarain’s Jambalaya is the awesomeness of awesome. theKid likes it. Half likes it. All my problems solved. Except …
Methinks me should never have been a parent. Grossly … obscenely … unqualified for the job. And I thought I was in the clear, that I’d made it to the milestone, had always promised self, “Self, people over [age X] are too old to be parents.” Achieved age X, no kids, thought, “Good job, Self.” …
Per the usual, GOD figured it out for me. Mentioned several times ‘round these parts that I am a fatbody. A lard ahh. Bit of a beached whale. Not that I care but Half does and thus so I must. Anyhoo, back eleventy-umpteen years ago, bought a … device, designed to help with that. Of …
How nice. The Tubes of You are actually good for something other than spice kings and fails. Mentioned (several times now) that food duty is my duty, along with other household stuff. Half does Half’s part, but since I’m WFH, get treating like SAHM. So! Half and theKid didn’t grumble, exactly, but there were comments …
theKid doesn’t watch actual TV, which is actually pretty 21st century of theKid. Rather, theKid watches the Tubes of You, and the memes. All the memes. And some weird anime series on the flicks of Net. Anyhoo … But sprinkled in between the memes and anime is some really good information … ergo, to wit: …
TheKid had dying rear for three days after consuming some takeout that was, as theKid would say, “sus.” Lost four pounds. As a walking, talking, bouncing string bean, theKid does not have that to lose. Prior to the episodic runny butt had scheduled an appt to take theKid to a dietician, so the timing was, …
theKid actually complimented the cooking, so going to share that with you (Other Person, You). Here … eat this! Salmon & Salt Two (or more) fresh or defrosted filets, wild-caught salmon (or farm raised but ewwww) 2 cups – teriyaki sauce ½ C – soy sauce ½ C – minced garlic (mmmm, garlic) ¼ C …
