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The Phood of January

18 Mar

The rumors are true.  I actually phell off the phace of the Earth.  It was quite an experience, but thanks to these new gravity boots, I’m doing quite well. (That was for you, Dainty…)

So it’s 2012, and the blogging will continue until morale improves…  but with a phew changes.

  • #1- I plan to post weekly, because the whole every day concept was simply ludicrous.  Unless y’all want to pay me to blog.  If so, let’s talk.  I am MORE than willing to be as ludicrous as you’d like if there’s actual cash involved.  Or a book deal.  I could handle that, too.  Or phood.  Well, really just pizza and wings.
  • #2- I am tired of carrying my big phancy camera around (not that I don’t absolutely adore my amazing camera- one of The Phella’s best gift ideas!) but it gets to be too much at times, epecially when pholks start to stare and become convinced I am a restaurant critic… (if I was, wouldn’t I be a bit more stealthy, I’d hope?).  So moral of that story- I am testing out an iPhone photo only approach.  I have downloaded the Camera+ app, which thus phar, I am rather pleased with, and we’ll see how it goes.
  • #3- I have some major catching up to do, but now that I’ve got a phabulous new computer, the process should lack the trials and tribulations I grew accustomed to with the old (and now suicidal) dinosaur of a laptop that I had.

So here’s January.  It was a busy month…

We got back from a phabulous 10 day cruise, and coming back to reality was lame to say the least.

The Ducks won the Rose Bowl (The Phella was VERY excited about this, while I could not have cared less.  You see, as much as I love him, I am a Beaver… and anyone who knows anything about college sports and the state of Oregon, we are destined to hate one another for life.  Ah well, keeps it interesting!)

We both attempted the two week long Special K Challenge.  No real positive effects for either of us (not to mention I phound it pretty impossible to stick to, as I’m such a social eater.)

We gained a new pooch, Clover, a spirited and slobbery English Bulldog who will make her debut in phuture posts…

I went to San Francisco and then San Diego to celebrate Dainty’s 30th birthday.  Like the phirst ant at a picnic, we’re all taking the plunge this year… so I’ll say it right now.  Don’t judge me for what I eat in May when I start to eat my pheelings.

I learned that baking bread in a toaster oven was not the best idea I’d ever had.  I also learned that if you simply cut off the part of the loaf that caught on phire, nobody will complain.

Oh, and both of my parents came to visit on separate occasions, hence the justification for the ridiculously gluttonous meals at The Press Bistro and The Mustard Seed… and Monticello Seasonal Cuisine… twice.  So not my phault!

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New Year, New Phocus!

9 Jan

Oh, my phaithful phollowers, how I have missed you!

It’s been a phull holiday season for this lazy blogger… complete with a bit of dieting, a lot of overindulgence, a cruise to the Mexican Riviera, a phamily death and a new phour-legger being added to the mix… but I digress.

Time for a  new year and a new phocus!

Y’all rocked it in regard to responses from my last post- that poll was really helpful!  While the overwhelming (and phabulous) majority of you voted to keep phoodfotos as it is, a phairly significant percentage asked for more recipes and such.  You guys actually want me to cook???

This would be me... if I had an oven.

Obviously, herein lies the benefit of experiencing what I eat virtually instead of physically (unless The Phella is reading this… if so, then my apologies my dear, sweet boy and God bless you for your strong stomach and seemingly unending appetite!) – my skills in the kitchen have REALLY deteriorated over the years.  But no more!  I am ready to take on the kitchen phull stop.  I will beat, whisk, chop and [not bake] it into my slave.

Here’s the new spin… wait for it, wait for it… (are you doing one of those annoying drum roll noises right now?)… I’m going to phocus on dropping the phat and becoming exponentially phabulous.  Now, I don’t mean phat as in cool, because clearly I will always be that (in my own mind if nowhere else)… but phat as in the thirty odd extra pounds of crapola I’m hauling around.

Enough is enough.

Less phat, more phab will be my 2012 mantra.

I can do this… with your help.

Inspired by this (and the phact that the Bridesmaid’s Diet is searched almost every day on my blog), the phollowing poll contains an assortment of popular diets.

Today, The Phella and I are starting the Special K Challenge together to get things started.  For the next two weeks, I will be documenting that process (after updating you (with help from my new laptop!) on the rest of November and December’s phood consumption… which, if I do say so myself… really went out with a bang thanks to the 24-hour pizza and phrozen yogurt bar on our cruise!)

Sadly, this is no longer considered a viable solution to cruise buffets. Pity...

By Phebruary, I will start with one of the diets you pick and try it for one month.  If I don’t absolutely phall in love with it, I will switch to a new one the next month, and so on.  I will read up on each one, teach you what I learn and pherret out delicious recipes, because I believe phirmly that with proper planning (and enough hot sauce), healthy phood CAN actually be enjoyable.  Part of me just wrote that so I could try to believe it… that whole goals are more successful when you write them down concept and all that jazz…

Looks like a balanced meal to me!

So my catch up posts are headed your way this evening, but speak now or phorever hold your peace!  Until then, I’ll be enjoying my cereal.

…and P.S.  Not a single person mentioned by PH abuse.  Thus, the phloggings will continue until morale improves!

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