1 Tbsp chive cream cheese (full fat of course)
Came up with a recipe tonight I really enjoyed:
1 lb ground turkey (beef would work too)
4oz can mushroom pieces (fresh would work great too)
5 large eggs
1/4 cup premade pesto (I used Classico)
Salt to taste (I used none)
1) Brown and drain the ground turkey/beef.
2) Add the mushrooms.
3) Scramble the eggs in a bowl, and add to the pan.
4) Immediately add the pesto. Mix well as the eggs cook.
5) Allow to rest a few minutes before serving.
4 servings, approx 3.5 g carbs per serving.
So I started a low-carb eating plan a week ago. I don't need to get into the details here, but I'm feeling pretty dedicated to seeing if this kind of dietary plan will help me accomplish what other plans did not.
1) If you want to be put on my new weightloss/healthy living filter please OPT IN on this post. I will only add those who actually want to read that shit, if any of you do. If no one cares, I'll just write for myself. I totally understand how incredibly annoying other people's fitness related posts are if you don't feel like reading them.
2) I intend to set myself some milestones on this journey, and some rewards for reaching them. Ideas are helpful! I do need to say though that things I normally do for myself and things I SHOULD do for myself shouldn't be on that list. Rewards should be things that I would not otherwise let myself do - really indulgent shit.
3) Any podcasts you all might know of that can help keep me motivated will help! I'm particularly interested in those that avoid spiritual stuff, and/or emphasize muscle gain/weight lifting but anything is worth checking out!
I came home around 9 tonight, and went up onto my porch and immediately smelled gas. I opened the door to my apartment, and smelled A LOT of gas. I set down my backpack, turned around, and walked right back out to my car in the parking lot, got in, and looked up MG&E on my phone. Found the emergency number, called. Waited around for awhile in my car....
The MG&E truck pulled up about 20 min later, and I talked to the guy. He used his sensor thing around our gas meters where it did sense some gas but not as much as I smelled. Then I took him in the front door near apartment 1 (not my private entrance) and the sensor went CRAZY. He left the front door open to vent. We first went downstairs to the furnaces, but there was no reading of gas down there at all. We came back up stairs, and to my apartment (which is the only occupied one on the second floor). My apt is directly above where that crazy reading was by the front door, and my apartment also had the little sensor thing going crazy.
At this point it was quite clear that there was a major problem somewhere. I don't have any gas appliances though, so we then went to the apartment below mine - Apt 1. It's right by the door, has a big "No smoking - Oxygen in use" sign on the door, and contains the very old man that heats his apartment up so high that it heats mine too. We clearly have some major air-leakage between our two apartments as the heat situation has demonstrated.
Anyway, the guy was home, and upon the door being opened to his apt it was clear the source was in there. He couldn't smell it AT ALL, but the MG&E guy had him come out of the apt and he went in and found that my neighbor had turned one burner of his stove all the way on, but it hadn't lit. It was just POURING gas into the apartment and my neighbor hadn't noticed.
So the burner was turned off, many windows and doors in our building are open. Privately the MG&E guy basically told me I saved all of our lives tonight. REMINDER: This neighbor has OXYGEN TANKS IN HIS APARTMENT. I'm officially now terrified of my elderly neighbor.
I need a drink.
Today I bought 100 yards of flannel, and a serger. $300.
I was in a pretty terrible mood this week. Monday through Wed I was cranky, lonely, frustrated, and generally kind of depressed. But I was really looking forward to Thanksgiving when I would go to Milwaukee and see my family, and especially my brother who I only get to see on very rare occasions.
Wed night was particularly bad. As some friends went off to visit family and others I worked quite late at work, then went to my studio to sew. While I got done, once it was empty of studio-mates a deep loneliness hit which simply didn't go away until I finally fell asleep, pretty late.
Today I went to see my family. Many of you know that while I get along with my parents quite well, my sister and brother keep a lot of distance from me and this isn't something I'm happy about. Also NO ONE in my family recognizes me as male - they all use my old name and female pronouns. They simply don't SEE ME at all.
Another thing I may not have said to many people is that my parents happily welcome my sibblings into their home, they feel very at home there, and around holidays both of them stay at my parents house for a few days. My sister arrived there yesterday and will stay until Sunday. My brother has been staying there for a few days now and will for a few more (I don't know exactly). They have Mii's on the family Wii, the dogs respond to their calls, and my brother knows how to use my parents complicated TV systems, computers etc. Both of them know where everything goes in the kitchen.
I... don't. I don't belong there. I'm not allowed to sleep there, I don't feel welcome. When I was with a partner this didn't bother me quite as much, but the thing with the Wii happened the day AFTER Jinx dumped me last year, and it was the start of a very extreme sense that the four of them are a family - one that doesn't include me.
Today was worse. Everyone helped cook - except me. No one asked me to help with dishes - Becca and Jon fought over who would wash them (good naturedly) even as I offered to wash if someone would help me find where things go.
My brother, who's about to turn 27, is finished with grad school and working on some extra coursework to get into med school, acted like a 16 year old macho asshole all day. Maybe he's always been like this and I either didn't notice or wasn't around enough to see it, but he's RUDE. He was really bristly to me, and I got the sense that he straight up doesn't want me around. In fact, there was a sense of competitive machismo about it that made me wonder a little if he isn't trying to prove he's more masculine than me (he definitely is) but I can't be sure.
I tried to talk a little to Mom about my thoughts on life plans - ie stay in school, quit school, get a foster care license, settle with my current job and not try to do better, give up on having kids or a career etc. Her position wasn't very helpful - she continues to think I shouldn't have kids. While this isn't a surprise, it's painful to realize that she'll just never be supportive. To make matters worse Becca chimed in too - saying there's no way someone who's single and "so uneducated" should have a family. "You really need to get a good degree to have a family." Mom also insinuated that she regrets having adopted us - something she's said in other ways before, and I simply don't know how to take that. She feels she gave up having a life to have a family, and it's a hard thing to hear. I want to APOLOGIZE for existing, except that it's completely not my fault, and it's not like I'm even existing because of her - I would have been born anyway! She also said she doesn't feel like she did a very good job as a parent, which FLOORS me. I mean, she has 3 healthy adult children, two with good educations (and me working on mine), none of us are criminals or addicts or even unhappy! What on earth is the goal of parenting if it's not to have your kids grow up to be successful and happy? I KNOW she doesn't see having a family or even marriage as the indicator of success, so I have no idea what she's on about there.
Mom and I also had a disagreement about polyamory again. I REALLY REALLY REALLY wish I'd never come out to her about that. I don't know how it could have been avoided, but she blames everything in my life over it.
So I made her cry during this talk (that's not unusual, but still makes me hurt). And my brother just abandoned the conversation entirely to watch football.
Also, Mom told me that she has a couple of thyroid growths. She's having a biopsy this week, but the idea of her being sick again isn't fun. I'm hoping it's benign and they can take it out without much trouble, but she seems really worried.
Finally, Granny (my mother's mother) is still alive. Her illness is really wearing on Mom. And there's nothing I can do because I'm definitely not allowed to go down there and see her, or help or anything.
I visited Sheryn for a bit afterward, which did make me feel a little better. Sheryn is awesome and I didn't have to pretend to be someone I'm not and that was great.
Then I came home. I originally intended to hang out with BabyCharley this evening but I'm just not up for it so I'm doing laundry and having a drink and maybe I'll watch BSG or play WOW or something.
So yeah.... Thanksgiving. Sucked.
And I have to do it all again around Christmas. Maybe I will just refuse to talk about my life plans and romantic life with my family ever again?
I've had a weird year. I lost a lot.
But I still have things to be thankful for this year, and I'm going to focus on those:
I'm thankful for food on my desk. I went through some "I can't afford to eat" phases this year, which have brought my attention to how nice it is to be able to go into a grocery store and buy things I want to eat. Earlier in the year, I'm enormously thankful for Goodman's Center food pantry, who made sure I didn't starve over the summer. My goal this coming year is to donate at least twice as much food to them as I used out of the pantry, and I hope that some of you will think of the GC food pantry when planning your giving for this year.
I'm thankful for my job. I've been there nearly 7 years now, and it's a good job. It pays well, I have benefits, I'm getting overtime these days, they're paying the majority of my tuition, and I'm feeling pretty secure there.
I'm thankful for technology. I have a functional computer that brings me entertainment and information and education. I have a reliable iPod that keeps me from loosing my mind at work and brings me hours and hours of educational material each day. I have learned more from my iPod than from any other source since high school. I have a really cool new phone that amazes me with the ability to watch silly or touching videos and communicate with my friends and family anywhere and anytime I like.
I'm thankful for my cat. Tegan gives me a reason to come home, someone to chat with when I do, and warmth and cuddles when she feels like it.
Most importantly I'm thankful for the people in my life who I love and who love me. My parents are really outstanding people who keep me around and love me despite my faults. My siblings are amazing smart and deeply good people. My boyfriend is hot, and sweet, and a huge pleasure to be around. My friends... I completely depend on you guys. I cannot express my gratitude for all who helped me through this year, with fun experiences, pep talks, shoulders to cry on, opportunities to learn, and simply love. You mean the world to me. Thank you.