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In my organic produce co-op box today:
-2 (big-ziploc-freezer-ish) bags of cherries
-a bag plus a bunch, of red grapes
-2 pints of rasberries
-10 peaches
-2-3 pounds of fresh peas still in the pods
-4 LARGE bunches of romaine lettuce
-7 big red onions
Does that strike you as being a bargain at $50? Usually there is more variety with less quantity of each item, but we didn't have as many people signed up this week and that limited our ability to be choosy. It's also usually much more vegetable-heavy, but it's summertime. It's all from the U.S.A., with most local to Florida.
I don't usually sweat the exact value because we end up getting so much out of it. Today for instance we went to pick it up at my friend Kristin's house, as usual, and had a two hour long pool and yard playdate. Aaron and Annie had A BLAST with Darien, Elise and Naja have decided they're sisters after "spidercrawling" around the edge in races (Naja is four), all of them got to run around with dogs and chickens, hold the giant rooster and change clothes in the handpainted Under The Sea bathroom.
Plus there are actual quantifiable freebies - like today, Kristin set out watermelon, homemade curry fries and veggie chips for all the kids to eat, and she gave me three patio chairs she is getting rid of and some frangipani cuttings she had to trim that I can plant in my yard.
It's always like this. Last time we came home with the massive big-kid big wheel with metal frame and rubber tires that Annie rides comfortably, that was going to be yard-saled from their stockpile of riding toys that never get used.
Today Ananda, Aaron and I spent half an hour shelling peas for dinner around the table, and by the end we had mastered how to snap off the end, pull off the string and swipe down all the peas in one fluid motion.
It works out.
It occured to me this evening that while this Weight Watchers thing is kind of driving me nuts, and not working very effectively, there WAS a time when I cut all refined sugar and flour out of my diet and lost 30+ pounds in 4 months. Eating whatever the hell I wanted whenever I wanted within those guidelines (like, tons of my own whole wheat flour and less refined sugar baked goods). A surprising amount of simple-carb crap has snuck back into my regular eating...I'm thinking of going whole hog with that again, it worked SO WELL. I just desperately dread the initial detox of withdrawals....
I wanted to read about how that worked, since it was way back in late 2004, and so I opened up my archives here for the first time in who knows how long. And there was a lot about eating and weight and how it all went. But some other stuff also stood out to me, in a big way...
-I wrote so innocently. I didn't care if I sounded bitchy or if I complained too often or if I came off as hypocritical. I was just telling the truth, dumping it all into a journal. I call this "Tina Before Trolls". I'd like to get back to it, on the one hand, but then on the other, I think that being exposed to so many wildly differing perspectives has changed my whole world view in such a way that just being honest is different, now. Because my THOUGHTS aren't so naive. If that makes any sense. I can't figure out if this is a good thing or not.
-My faith was also innocent. I still believe in God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit, I still pray before dinner and bed with my kids, daily, and on my own at least a few times a week. I still go to church most Sundays and consider my faith in a lot of my decisions. But. I don't know. I understand, now, that God's will and what I want might not have much to do with each other, even when what I want is all encompassing and desperate, for me. This is bitter. And, I had this horrible niggling ribbon of doubt put into my thoughts, by my time in the hospital for the sponge thing...I don't know how to explain it. I still KNOW God is real, and see this ridiculously obvious evidence in my life of His work...and yet I can't get much past that without it all getting very cloudy. Likewise, I still know that going to and leaning on God improves my daily life on about a million levels. But I do it less often and less deeply than I did before, anyway.
I am hoping to move back into a time of growing in the Spirit rather than stagnating in my hesitance.
I'm so tired, I keep having to stop writing to just stare and get my bearings and refocus my eyes. Sheesh.
-2 (big-ziploc-freezer-ish) bags of cherries
-a bag plus a bunch, of red grapes
-2 pints of rasberries
-10 peaches
-2-3 pounds of fresh peas still in the pods
-4 LARGE bunches of romaine lettuce
-7 big red onions
Does that strike you as being a bargain at $50? Usually there is more variety with less quantity of each item, but we didn't have as many people signed up this week and that limited our ability to be choosy. It's also usually much more vegetable-heavy, but it's summertime. It's all from the U.S.A., with most local to Florida.
I don't usually sweat the exact value because we end up getting so much out of it. Today for instance we went to pick it up at my friend Kristin's house, as usual, and had a two hour long pool and yard playdate. Aaron and Annie had A BLAST with Darien, Elise and Naja have decided they're sisters after "spidercrawling" around the edge in races (Naja is four), all of them got to run around with dogs and chickens, hold the giant rooster and change clothes in the handpainted Under The Sea bathroom.
Plus there are actual quantifiable freebies - like today, Kristin set out watermelon, homemade curry fries and veggie chips for all the kids to eat, and she gave me three patio chairs she is getting rid of and some frangipani cuttings she had to trim that I can plant in my yard.
It's always like this. Last time we came home with the massive big-kid big wheel with metal frame and rubber tires that Annie rides comfortably, that was going to be yard-saled from their stockpile of riding toys that never get used.
Today Ananda, Aaron and I spent half an hour shelling peas for dinner around the table, and by the end we had mastered how to snap off the end, pull off the string and swipe down all the peas in one fluid motion.
It works out.
It occured to me this evening that while this Weight Watchers thing is kind of driving me nuts, and not working very effectively, there WAS a time when I cut all refined sugar and flour out of my diet and lost 30+ pounds in 4 months. Eating whatever the hell I wanted whenever I wanted within those guidelines (like, tons of my own whole wheat flour and less refined sugar baked goods). A surprising amount of simple-carb crap has snuck back into my regular eating...I'm thinking of going whole hog with that again, it worked SO WELL. I just desperately dread the initial detox of withdrawals....
I wanted to read about how that worked, since it was way back in late 2004, and so I opened up my archives here for the first time in who knows how long. And there was a lot about eating and weight and how it all went. But some other stuff also stood out to me, in a big way...
-I wrote so innocently. I didn't care if I sounded bitchy or if I complained too often or if I came off as hypocritical. I was just telling the truth, dumping it all into a journal. I call this "Tina Before Trolls". I'd like to get back to it, on the one hand, but then on the other, I think that being exposed to so many wildly differing perspectives has changed my whole world view in such a way that just being honest is different, now. Because my THOUGHTS aren't so naive. If that makes any sense. I can't figure out if this is a good thing or not.
-My faith was also innocent. I still believe in God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit, I still pray before dinner and bed with my kids, daily, and on my own at least a few times a week. I still go to church most Sundays and consider my faith in a lot of my decisions. But. I don't know. I understand, now, that God's will and what I want might not have much to do with each other, even when what I want is all encompassing and desperate, for me. This is bitter. And, I had this horrible niggling ribbon of doubt put into my thoughts, by my time in the hospital for the sponge thing...I don't know how to explain it. I still KNOW God is real, and see this ridiculously obvious evidence in my life of His work...and yet I can't get much past that without it all getting very cloudy. Likewise, I still know that going to and leaning on God improves my daily life on about a million levels. But I do it less often and less deeply than I did before, anyway.
I am hoping to move back into a time of growing in the Spirit rather than stagnating in my hesitance.
I'm so tired, I keep having to stop writing to just stare and get my bearings and refocus my eyes. Sheesh.