I began this blog in January of 2010. Initially it was a craft blog, but my craftiness comes in spurts and I was really not the great at posting. So I let it go, didn't update for a few months and then in May I discovered I was fat. (Freaking Eureka, right?) So I morphed the blog into the sometimes funny, often sarcastic, very honest, and extremely helpful (to me at least) insanity you are now reading. Cooking it Off is a title I really identified with, I like the symbolism. Someday I'm going to get a picture of myself sitting in a huge frying pan, cooking the fat off my ass like bacon.
Anyway I looked back at the first post I ever did, it was about sick babies and how gross they are. Not very inspiring, or that interesting really. But, if you want to read it, it's here.
One year later I am closer to my goal than I thought I would be. I know that barring a baby entering the picture I will get there sooner rather than later. So the questions I have is, what does one do when losing weight is no longer the focus of a weight loss blog? Are you (my beloved bloggy-buddies) still going to interested in me if and when I reach my goal? What will I have to say? If this is indeed a life change then are you following my life and not just my weight loss? and for that matter, How long does one blog for? Is blogging forever? What would I do without all of you, I crave your online friendships as much as I need slimfast to remain on the market after I lose the weight. You are all so supportive, and have truly helped me get as far as I have gotten so quickly.
When I began blogging I though there was a magic blog club you had to get into. A club that only allowed cool kids to join, kids like Drazil and Mrs. Fatass, who have legions of followers. Once in the club you would have hundreds of followers and everyone would be interested in what you were doing everyday. I was sad when my follower list was so small for so long.
I'm not sad now, I havn't been sad for a long time. I don't need legions of followers. I have people that I hear from daily, people who remember my stories and know things about my life. I believe that I am helping others as much as you are all helping me. I am happy to be a part of a group of wonderful bloggers who are positive and supportive and, well, you make me feel all warm and fuzzy.
So Happy Birthday, Cooking It Off!
P.S. My actual birthday is next Thursday. I will be 28 years old, old enough to be an adult with my shit together and yet...
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
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1/12/2011
1/11/2011
184!!!
Because it's there and I can't stop myself, I jumped on the scale today and my guess that I was holding onto water weight was true because after a good day of water intake and a low sodium day yesterday my scale read 184 this morning. I started this process at 232 and in 2 pounds I will have lost 50 of the 72 pounds I set out to lose. My goal is 160 pounds. It's not an over ambitious goal and 160 will still have my BMI listed as like 25 point something(technically overweight), but I am in this for me, not the experts and not what someone else says looks good on my body.
It's a snowy day in Missouri and I'm looking forward to getting home and taking the munches out to play in the 4 inches we got last night. They were so thrilled when it started snowing last night and I had to promise to take them out to play today to get them to go to sleep. On the plus side, I love playing in the snow, and I'm feeling up to it today. Pumpkin has been talking about making snowballs for weeks, so she'll get her chance today.
I am making chili for dinner tonight unless Jeeves and I can get a sitter. If we can get a sitter, Jeeves got free passes to go see the Green Hornet. I love comic book movies, even the bad ones. So I'm really hoping we can get a sitter. I am eating light all day, soup and slimfast, so when I get home this evening I can either enjoy dinner out with Jeeves or have two bowls of excellent spicy chili, with cheese. I love chili, and I make huge batches of it and freeze it so I can eat and enjoy it for weeks.
Well, I'm hungry and my latte is calling me from the kitchen downstairs. Hope everyone has a great day, keep warm!
1/09/2011
Rise of the Clones
My name is Nellie Louise. I was named after my great grandmothers Nelda Rose Conner and Louise Ellen Henry. I never met Nelda, she died when my mother was a young woman, but my family has told me stories about her and how I am like her. I use recipes that she made and I have been told we have many of the same tendencies (though her penchant for absconding with Steak and Shake dinnerware is something I am glad I did not inherit.)
Anyway, I found this great photo of my great grandmother and wanted to show everyone the family resemblance. In addition to chins and upper lips we also share the exact same shade of green Irish eyes.
Nelda Rose
( My Grandfathers Mother)
Tracey Lorraine
(My Mutti)
Nellie Louise
(Me, The Ninja)
Hannah Lorraine
(Pumpkin)
Who says cloning is illegal.
Anyway, I found this great photo of my great grandmother and wanted to show everyone the family resemblance. In addition to chins and upper lips we also share the exact same shade of green Irish eyes.
Nelda Rose
( My Grandfathers Mother)
Tracey Lorraine
(My Mutti)
Nellie Louise
(Me, The Ninja)
Hannah Lorraine
(Pumpkin)
Who says cloning is illegal.
12/27/2010
MONDAY!!!!!
and the holiday insanity is officially over.
I am going to admit two things today.
1.) I over ate this weekend, I think Allan might be the only one who didn't. But that is sort of not important. My holiday was lovely. I saw people I don't get to see often, made up with people that I've been feuding with, and spent almost the entire day on Saturday in my pajamas. We didn't go out and visit people on Christmas Day, we let the munches stay home and play. My In-laws came over for breakfast and then Mutti cam eand had dinner with us. I made our favorites, with a healthier twist for me, and I didn't feel sick or guilty once. I think that means I've made it through the holiday successfully.
2.) I have already worked out my list of gifts to begin making for next year, each year I intend on having gifts finished and ready to go well before the week of Christmas. Yet, every year I end up sewing until the wee hours of the morning and wrapping gifts as we are running out the door. Well, not next year, no sir. In fact I am going to make that my resolution. I am going to be done making Christmas gifts by Thanksgiving next year. There, I have made my first New Years Resolution ever.
Many of my family members commented on the change in my figure since last year. I was pleased, it felt good to have people notice. They all asked me what diet I was on. I couldn't help but laugh, I answered one Aunt by saying that I was on the ELCSYA diet, she seemed confused so I elaborated, Eat Less Crap and Shrink Your Ass. That got a huge laugh. I'm not on a diet, I have changed the way I live.
Ha! last night one of my cousins told me I was shrinking into nothing (this was after the chocolate peanut butter ice cream pie slice that I savored with glee), then he yelled at me to eat something as I got in my car; thanks, Adam :0)
My weight this morning 188 - again, but hey, that's better than what, 240-ish last year.I have photos, but since I'm typically the photographer, I have no good one's of me. I wish I had known I was going to be doing this, I would have made Jeeves take better photos last year and then gotten some better one's this year. Anyway, here's me on Christmas Eve, not a great pic, but I was excited to see how thin my arm looked.
And then just some random cute - courtesy of the munches.
Here's them playing on saturday
Inside of this!
Here's Pumpkin and Booger with Mutti
We call this the "Booger Dance"
I am going to admit two things today.
1.) I over ate this weekend, I think Allan might be the only one who didn't. But that is sort of not important. My holiday was lovely. I saw people I don't get to see often, made up with people that I've been feuding with, and spent almost the entire day on Saturday in my pajamas. We didn't go out and visit people on Christmas Day, we let the munches stay home and play. My In-laws came over for breakfast and then Mutti cam eand had dinner with us. I made our favorites, with a healthier twist for me, and I didn't feel sick or guilty once. I think that means I've made it through the holiday successfully.
2.) I have already worked out my list of gifts to begin making for next year, each year I intend on having gifts finished and ready to go well before the week of Christmas. Yet, every year I end up sewing until the wee hours of the morning and wrapping gifts as we are running out the door. Well, not next year, no sir. In fact I am going to make that my resolution. I am going to be done making Christmas gifts by Thanksgiving next year. There, I have made my first New Years Resolution ever.
Many of my family members commented on the change in my figure since last year. I was pleased, it felt good to have people notice. They all asked me what diet I was on. I couldn't help but laugh, I answered one Aunt by saying that I was on the ELCSYA diet, she seemed confused so I elaborated, Eat Less Crap and Shrink Your Ass. That got a huge laugh. I'm not on a diet, I have changed the way I live.
Ha! last night one of my cousins told me I was shrinking into nothing (this was after the chocolate peanut butter ice cream pie slice that I savored with glee), then he yelled at me to eat something as I got in my car; thanks, Adam :0)
My weight this morning 188 - again, but hey, that's better than what, 240-ish last year.I have photos, but since I'm typically the photographer, I have no good one's of me. I wish I had known I was going to be doing this, I would have made Jeeves take better photos last year and then gotten some better one's this year. Anyway, here's me on Christmas Eve, not a great pic, but I was excited to see how thin my arm looked.
And then just some random cute - courtesy of the munches.
Here's them playing on saturday
Inside of this!
Here's Pumpkin and Booger with Mutti
We call this the "Booger Dance"
12/21/2010
Mutti
Since my girls were first born we have been readers. My mother began the tradition when I was a child. We got books every birthday and holiday. When I began having little one's she continued the tradition with a priceless addition. Each Christmas and birthday the munches get a storybook from Grannie. The book always has a handwritten note from her talking about her favorite things to do with the one who receives the book and how much she loves them.
The inscription always make me cry, happy tears of course, and they are precious to both me and the girls. We keep them put away from the other books, and take them down to read them but put them up to keep them safe (booger is a book destroyer right now)
I have started doing the same for my girls, I look all year to find books that speak to me and remind me of my girls. This year I got one for Booger called "I love you Stinky Face"
This is funny because my current nickname for her is stinky girl, not because she stinks, but because she's spoiled rotten. The book is great, it kind of reminds me of "The Runaway Bunny." I loved the Margaret Wise books when I was a kid. Pumpkin's book is called, "Mama, will you hold my hand?"
Pumpkin is hand holder, she enjoys the freedom of walking with me instead of riding in the cart at the store and I guess we taught her well because as soon as she pops out of her car seat, she puts up her little hand and says, " Hand please!"
These books, like the one's from Grannie, will sport notes from me to my little one's and when they get older, it will be hard, but I will let them take them when they move away, so they can read the things I wrote about them when they were tiny, and be reminded of how much I love them and how much fun we had.
Well this week I got an unexpected surprise, I got a book. I am not going to talk about the note on the inside of the book, but it's called "If I could Keep you Little"
The story talks about the unique joy of watching your children grow and explore the world, and realizing that even if you could keep them little forever, you really wouldn't want to. I don't usually get books, but this one seemed like it had been written for Mom and I. The poem talked about doing airplane feet, writing, singing, camping, crafts...It was uncanny really, I sort of wanted to look over my shoulder and see if the woman who wrote the book had been stalking me.
Anyway I love my book, I read it to the munches last night and bawled, they thought I was sad, kept kissing me and saying, "It's okay Mommy, I promise" (they think "I promise" is a comfort term, not an actual pledge) they are such lovely children. a blessing in my life, as much as my mother is. I am so fortunate to be so close to and loved by such an incredible woman. She taught me to be a Mommy, not a mother, a mommy. A toy-playing, loud-singing, airplane foot-flying, cookie-baking, Jungle-gym-climbing, baby-snuggling mommy. I am so proud to be both her daughter and their mother. It's nice to be reminded, at this time of year specifically, what a blessed life I lead.
Thank you and I love you, Mutti
The inscription always make me cry, happy tears of course, and they are precious to both me and the girls. We keep them put away from the other books, and take them down to read them but put them up to keep them safe (booger is a book destroyer right now)
I have started doing the same for my girls, I look all year to find books that speak to me and remind me of my girls. This year I got one for Booger called "I love you Stinky Face"
This is funny because my current nickname for her is stinky girl, not because she stinks, but because she's spoiled rotten. The book is great, it kind of reminds me of "The Runaway Bunny." I loved the Margaret Wise books when I was a kid. Pumpkin's book is called, "Mama, will you hold my hand?"
Pumpkin is hand holder, she enjoys the freedom of walking with me instead of riding in the cart at the store and I guess we taught her well because as soon as she pops out of her car seat, she puts up her little hand and says, " Hand please!"
These books, like the one's from Grannie, will sport notes from me to my little one's and when they get older, it will be hard, but I will let them take them when they move away, so they can read the things I wrote about them when they were tiny, and be reminded of how much I love them and how much fun we had.
Well this week I got an unexpected surprise, I got a book. I am not going to talk about the note on the inside of the book, but it's called "If I could Keep you Little"
The story talks about the unique joy of watching your children grow and explore the world, and realizing that even if you could keep them little forever, you really wouldn't want to. I don't usually get books, but this one seemed like it had been written for Mom and I. The poem talked about doing airplane feet, writing, singing, camping, crafts...It was uncanny really, I sort of wanted to look over my shoulder and see if the woman who wrote the book had been stalking me.
Anyway I love my book, I read it to the munches last night and bawled, they thought I was sad, kept kissing me and saying, "It's okay Mommy, I promise" (they think "I promise" is a comfort term, not an actual pledge) they are such lovely children. a blessing in my life, as much as my mother is. I am so fortunate to be so close to and loved by such an incredible woman. She taught me to be a Mommy, not a mother, a mommy. A toy-playing, loud-singing, airplane foot-flying, cookie-baking, Jungle-gym-climbing, baby-snuggling mommy. I am so proud to be both her daughter and their mother. It's nice to be reminded, at this time of year specifically, what a blessed life I lead.
Thank you and I love you, Mutti
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