Monday, February 18, 2013
growing up, we went to catholic mass every saturday night. as i got older, saturday nights took on a completely different meaning. there was definitely mass, but it was more along the lines of mass booty shaking. sweet baby jesus for sure did not approve.
as a grown adult, i've become one of "those" catholics. the ones we used to scowl at on holidays-because, you know, they only show up on holidays. and boy oh boy, do we "holiday believers" really know how to pack a church. however, as slack as my church attendance record is, i've kept one practice for the past couple of years: the lent sacrifice.
for those of you that are not aware, lent is upon us. it's the 40 day period between ash wednesday and easter. as a way of penitence, most catholics choose to abstain from something for the duration. i've done all kinds of lenten challenges: from candy to tortilla chips. (one really needs to know me to understand how hard that was) no matter how many days i made it through without as much as a sneak of my forbidden lent item...one thing was for sure, it would be in my easter basket and i would demolish it. nothing celebrates the resurrection of jesus quite like a girl pounding her way through a basket filled with brownies and sweettarts galore.
i may have only had half the idea right for lent. lent is about conversion, about giving up a vice or a sin. the ultimate goal is not to just last 40 days, but to make it a lifelong commitment.
for the past couple of months, the boy and i have been toying with making a transformation to a paleo lifestyle. since i was in middle school, i've dealt with chronic daily headaches. and to make this lady even more lovely, i've also been handled one sassy gut. so sassy that i was once blessed with the nickname "poopchute." no lie. it's a wonder the boy still finds me attractive.
several years ago, i started to really look at what i was putting into my body. i mean, this is the body that is going to have to make some babies in a few years. do i really know years of daily medicines haven't built up some toxic sludge inside of me? and more recently, i've begun to look at the foods i eat. i gave up cheese, wine, and chocolate...but was still dealing with some junky feeling symptoms. if i was still dealing with junk, it must be because i was still eating junk. paleo just started to make sense for me.
and in true jen holmes form, if i'm going to try something, i'm going to try it all out. and that's why i've chosen to do #whole30 for my lent sacrifice. it's a huge change in the way i eat and will hopefully lead to a huge change in the way i eat for the rest of my life.
let's get some basics down:
paleo: no dairy (depending on how strict you are with the diet...i'll probably just include greek yogurt), no grains, no legumes, nothing processed. you can have sugar but it needs to be in a pure variety (ie: agave, a pure maple syrup, etc)
whole30: nothing processed, no sugar (real or artificial), no grains, no legumes, no white potatoes, no dairy, and no alcohol. And most important-no "paleo-ifying" dessert or junk food choices-no coconut milk ice cream, no almond flour pancakes, etc.
basically, if a caveman could have hunted it, or gathered it, you can eat it. so no krispy kremes. or ben & jerry's. or mcdonald's nuggets.
it's only been a few days since i started my whole30 adventure. valentine's day was a real pain in the keester since candy was all up in my grill. & i still want to go face down into a vat of skittles. or starbursts. or gummy bears. and seriously, i'm going to miss beans.
yours in legume free love,
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Lately Pinterest has just been too sassy for me. I log in and all I see is reminders of things that I can't do. I can't sew even though I have a sewing machine sitting in my stupid storage unit. I will never spend a Sunday making 2390734 freezer meals. I don't have a way to magically make a washer & dryer appear in a spacious Master Suite Closet. (But let's just all take a minute and let our minds be blown by how amazing of an idea that truly is.)
And just when I was about to abandon all hope for pinning, I stumbled across this little gem. The Food Passport by The Spotted Fox.
Best part-super easy steps. Procure yourself a small notebook and divide each page in half. In each "square" fill in the name & address of favorite eateries mixed in with places that have been lingering on that "let's check it out" list. & Don't forget to save room the stamp when you've visited that particular place.
Whenever the boy and I are trying to figure out where to eat out, the conversation normally goes a little something like this. "You pick." "I don't care." "What about here?...NOPE!" and so on and so forth, until we end up in front of a basket of tortilla chips. The end result is a whole lot of wasted opportunities to experience funky food options & a mexican waiter that knows our orders by heart.
Plus the possibilities for this as a gift are endless. Got friends that were recently married? Make them a food passport & include a couple of gift cards to favorite eateries. As a Realtor, I think this would be a great closing gift (along with some gift cards) for anyone that is relocating. Since the hubby has hit me with the travelling bug, I think it would be great to tailor food passports specifically to adventures. How cool would a stack of these, each from a different trip, be as mementos? It would be such a neat way to document experiences together.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Monday, February 4, 2013
recently: on repeat
postable. they send you a link, you send it out, and you have a digital address book in under a minute. hallelujah technology, i adore you. i just wish i had found you before i got married.
recently: i've got preggo friends
littlehipsqueaks: if you are my friend, you probably are preggo. and perhaps, i'll be gifting your newest bundle of joy with something from this rad shop. and seriously, can i get those chevron leggings in an adult size?
madebyhank: beautiful bags. i want them all.
the following. so. good. and it stars kevin bacon. i need not say more.
out of no where, i have become a bloody mary aficionado. like in a "i drink them with a friday night dinner" kind of way. i had this bad boy (complete with a pbr sidekick) in raleigh.
google+. for no other reason, get it so that your iphone pictures automatically sync with your google+ account (and thus! with your blog!)
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
some of my dearest blog readers may remember this little post, just a little something called a 30 before 30 list. with over six months gone since my quest for pre-30 greatness started, i figured i owed y'all a little update.
2. run another half-marathon. eek. did i really say that i wanted to do this? how about a couple of 5ks instead? bueller? bueller?
3. travel to the west coast. tenatively scheduled for fall 2k13.
4. eat in'n'out. see #3
5. go back to disney. with friends. shamelessly take pictures with all of the princesses. see #3. i'm gonna knock all these bad boys out in one swift west coast adventure.
6. make a decent effort to learn a foreign language. i ordered pollo ranchero last night, does that count for anything?
7. learn to take really good pictures. way to set the bar high, holmes. i'm guessing instagram won't cut it.
8. make eclairs. (i've been dating the boy for YEARS and i just found out that his favorite dessert is eclairs.) i bought him an eclair one day.
10.go on a girls trip for my 30th. ladies, are you listening? quit getting pregnant so we can go on a trip!
11.plant a garden. i'm growing succulents. baby steps, baby steps.
12.be a vegetarian for a month. how about trying paleo isntead?
13. try out a new hair color. welp, i promised the boy i wouldn't cut my hair off for an entire year. and then i did anyway.
14. sew something that i could actually wear. i guess i should did that sewing machine out of the storage unit, eh?
16. floss more. seriously, i'm kicking myself for all these high maintenance promises.
18. go camping. why didn't i promise to glamp instead?
19. eat a hot dog. i'll save that one for when i camp. glamp.
20. learn to play tennis. i played. once. like in september. at least i learned how to play volleyball?
21. be confident enough to ride my bike down the busy street. i really was making good progress on this goal. and then it got cold.
22. pay for someone else's food at a drive thru. drive thru's aren't paleo.
24. refurnish a piece of furniture. i pinned some ideas?
25. be a better friend. make phone calls. send cards. seriously, i'm a bad person. i need to step up my 30 before 30 game.
26. adventure in my own town-visit the art museum, airlie gardens, etc. not a thing. it's almost ridiculous.
28. the ocean is in my backyard-swim more. it's cold.
29. get a paddleboard. seriously, cold.
30. celebrate the last night of my 20's in style. the boy promised me a trip to vegas in exchange for delaying our baby making years. i like the way he thinks.
Sunday, January 6, 2013
recently: on repeat
gone girl. mind blown.
nom nom paleo. why yes, i'm a bandwagon-new-year-healthy-eating-fool.
flipboard. makes all my blog stalking dreams come true.
mrs. meyer's cleaning spray. white woman do work, son.
sanuk shoes. i had a tearful goodbye with my toms due to a horrible case of the stanky stinks. and let me tell you something. once you go sanuk, you'll never go back. my feet have never been so happy.
a ridiculously expensive stove. thanks williams sonoma, for not making my dreams come true.