Whew. I am exhausted. I was up at 3:30 to take the Candace and Kayla back to the airport. It has been a whirlwind week of baking, entertaining, driving, and playing tourist. I've been staying up later, but still getting up early. Today I've had steel-cut oats with peanut butter, homemade hummus with veggies and whole grain chips, and I am ready for lunch.
What to have? What to have? What I WANT is a Carl's Junior Fish Taco. What I need is some more salad and fresh salsa. What's in our house would shock you. Our pantry and fridge definitely need some de-junking. There are truffles made of Oreos and Nutter Butter Cookies. There's a little ice cream left over from Candace's birthday treat. I froze the rest of the brownies. We have homemade whole wheat rolls. Lucky Charms Cereal is sitting on a shelf.
I heard this quote from Hippocrates just recently on the video Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead: "Our food should be our medicine and our medicine should be our food."
|Spiral slicer...makes spaghetti out of squash/zucchini.|
|Clover shaped rolls.|
Right now, I am dealing with some physical ailments, namely Sjogren's Syndrome which has resulted in arthritic conditions. These days I'm not looking at Hippocrates' quote as a joking way to look at food, I'm thinking of the truth that is there, and that I may be able to reverse some damage and prevent other diseases by taking a critical look at what I'm putting in to my body. For 52 years, I've pretty much indulged myself in whatever pleased me. I need to be more moderate, and find a balance of healthful eating and yummy foods. I need to remember to use food as a drug to heal my physical self; not as a numbing agent for my emotional self. It's hard to keep that straight, but I will keep trying!