Jan 24

Good – Better – Best

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This is not stir fry _ I made this one for Ricardo from my Clean Eating Cookbook, which I read like a romance novel. And by that, I mean, I read it in bed. I study it. I review. And yes, sometimes, I just look at the pretty pictures. This is CLEAN Breaded Chicken Tandoori with Feta Cheese Pita Crisps. It was absolutely delectable. And yes, that is a large scratch in my table. Fret not, I have every intention of buffing it out in about 8 years _ when the kids leave for college.
I’m cooking a fabulous clean dinner the other night. Ricardo in his consistent husbandness, takes his role of stirring the pot _ literally and figuratively. He’s also really funny and says to Lucy who asks what’s for dinner, “Stir Fry. But I always wonder, is it stirred or fried. WHICH IS IT!?”
Lucy gets the giggles and continues her homework.
Ricardo moves to the mail. Not the mail we got today, no, but to the pile that has been collecting in our filing system on the corner of the island assumed to be marked “Stuff to take care of but will probably get piled on and neglected.” He finds the letter we received and a form to fill out and opts to fill it out now, before we forget about it. The letter and form are for Max. He’s been selected for some fancy award banquet for his success in high jump. (Like father, like son.)
Ricardo is interviewing Max and filling out the paperwork for the banquet.
“What is your goal for track and field and in life?”
“In track and field, it’s to win nationals.” Again, he’s nine years old, y’all.
“Okay, what is your goal in life?”
“Uh, okay, I got it. My goal in life is to be a better person.” There’s a pause while Ricardo writes it all down and then Max continues,
“Because I thought Dad was a good person. But he went to UNO and got his Master’s degree to be better.”
And so it goes. We better each other by bettering ourselves. Pretty awesome night of filling out paper work and homework and cooking stir fry.
So, is it stirred? Or is it Fried?
That’s how I roll.
Song of the Day: Stir It Up by Bob Marley

Jan 18

socks, effn socks

Doesn’t Santa bring socks and underwear to every family? Or is it just us? Every year, we get a new package of socks and underwear. The kids were on to us last year, and practically deemed it inappropriate that Santa delivered undies. But we all love our new socks and drawers when it gets down to it.
The other day I’m washing all of our road trip clothes, and I think to myself “I should wash all those new drawers and socks.” So, I go grab them all and take the stupid tape off of each pair. And as I’m trying to get the stupid tape off my finger and into the trash so I can start on the next pair, I realize that Max’s socks and Ricardo’ socks are the same size and brand. THE. SAME. SIZE. Y’ALL.
Lucy’s socks have purple toes and heels. I have super fancy running socks. So, I can tell them apart. But the boys, the son and the husband _ they have the same brand, same color, same size sock. Did I mention that Max is NINE YEARS OLD? To be fair, Ricardo‘s are slightly bigger. At least, that’s what the bag said _ extra tall. That’s just great, I can’t find pants that fit us, but socks, no prob. Still, in my best laundering haste, there’s no way I’ll be able to tell them apart.
Gone are the days of the “did the dryer eat a sock?” concern. Oh no, we’re now upgraded to a new sock concern.
I sink into a mini panic because how will I separate the socks? I mean really? No, seriously, someone tell me.
The best I can figure out is now I have to do laundry for them separately. Currently, I get everyone’s dirty clothes into what some may call a large pile, but once they’re all there in one place it’s Mount St. Murrell. But now, I think I’ll just do each of their laundry on separate days. This could lead to something great really. Instead of taking 4 days to do everyone’s laundry. It’ll only take one day to do each of their laundry.
How do you do your laundry? What’s your laundry system?
That’s how I roll.
Song of the Day: How You’ve Grown by 10,000 Maniacs

Jan 09

PLEASE DO THIS!

Here’s a friendly reminder, and yes, I’m reposting this…. so do it!!
Please click on the links below. If they don’t work, go to Facebook and search “Send Lyndee and Molly to Biggest Loser Season 10!!!” Click on their page, then find the links in their latest status. Click on the links, watch the videos and vote. Since you can only vote for one a day, please keep voting each day and alternate. Please, please do this!
Here’s Molly’s link: https://apps.facebook.com/contestshq/contests/160284/voteable_entries/40752783
Here’s Lyndee’s link: https://apps.facebook.com/contestshq/contests/160284/voteable_entries/40714328
As a big fan of Biggest Loser, triathlons, very cool friendships, and Molly and Lyndee, well I’m a fan of them being my fan. Go to their Facebook page and click on the links and get inspired by their message and the intense look of hope and dedication in their eyes.
Please vote for them!
That’s how I roll.
Song of the Day: You’ve Got The Love by Florence + The Machine

Jan 05

Comparing notes

While on our trip I thought it would be fun to revisit and re_photograph Sophia’s pantry. Because is it just me or did you see the picture the last time, and think, “Oh, like that’s gonna last.”
This is right after Christmas, y’all. Seriously.
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I think my stripes clash with her meticulous design. Or maybe her pantry makes me look fat.
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As always, thank you Sophia for being such a gracious hostess to my family AND our dog. And thank you for letting me take these pictures and not hurting me while I make fun of you like you used to do when we were kids.
That’s how I roll.
Song of the Day: Crazy by Patsy Cline (Wink, Wink)

Jan 04

Fans of my fans & Favors

I don’t usually do this, but you know, when the fans ask, I do. I have some new pals via bloggeryness and Facebook. Lyndee contacted me a few months ago and had the audacity to stroke my ego about how much they’ve loved reading about our triathlonness and they are on a mission to lose weight and doing a triathlon. I am so honored Lyndee contacted me, and humbled and inspired to keep on blogging. (See what happens when y’all email me?) JulzHOLLA! got to meet her Lyndee and Molly at the LeMars Triathlon. It was their first triathlon, and they rocked it out!
Today, Molly and Lyndee need your help. And I want to help and encourage them like they did me.
They’re finalists in a contest to win a MONTH at the Biggest Loser Fitness Ridge resort. The 30 second videos with the most votes by January 15th make it to the next round. Then the judges at Fitness Ridge pick 10 winners. You can vote once every 24 hours on Facebook. The only catch is that you can only vote once so the people on their page have to go every other day with them. They’re hoping they don’t split the vote because they both want this sooo badly. That they’re sticking together even if it could split the votes is my kinda gal pals!
Please click on the links below. If they don’t work, go to Facebook and search “Send Lyndee and Molly to Biggest Loser Season 10!!!” Click on their page, then find the links in their latest status. Click on the links, watch the videos and vote. Since you can only vote for one a day, please keep voting each day and alternate. Please, please do this!
Here’s Molly’s link: https://apps.facebook.com/contestshq/contests/160284/voteable_entries/40752783
Here’s Lyndee’s link: https://apps.facebook.com/contestshq/contests/160284/voteable_entries/40714328
As a big fan of Biggest Loser, triathlons, very cool friendships, and Molly and Lyndee, well I’m a fan of them being my fan. Go to their Facebook page and click on the links and get inspired by their message and the intense look of hope and dedication in their eyes.
Please vote for them!
That’s how I roll.
Song of the Day: You’ve Got The Love by Florence + The Machine

Jan 02

Happy New Year 2012!

P1010106.JPG This is our Jan 2 dinner: Buckwheat Risotto with sauteed chicken & fennel topped with apples. Yeah, that’s a couple of new things for me _ never cooked with fennel before. And I challenge you to try to find buckwheat. I felt like a skilled hunter when I found it.
Ricardo and I have made a New Years Resolution. But before you start saying, “Wait, fancy pants, I thought you were too good to make New Years Resolutions…” Well, here it is. We’ve made the resolution that Ricardo calls our awesome electrician guy to fix our breaker for the microwave.
“Well, Leslie, that’s great and all, but if you’re calling someone to do it, it’s not really YOUR resolution, now is it?”
You’re always a naysayer!
Well, listen up, it’s Ricardo’s resolution, because he’s opted to get it fixed. Just him having this idea is a major accomplishment, as our current situation where we turn off all the lights in the kitchen and living room and then when that doesn’t work, we just flip the breaker every time we’re trying to microwave something for more than 3 minutes. We’ve been doing that for years. So that he’s come this far to even suggest we fix it correctly is overwhelming and therefore, indeed, a resolution of sorts.
It is my resolution, because when he says he’s going to call Josh, he really means I will call the electrician. And I so will.
But anyways, we also happened to start our Clean Eating year on New Year’s Day as well. It’s mostly coincidental, but the momontherocks fiscal year starts Jan. 1 Because I just decided that just now, so lets do this.
We are driving home from our Tour of Texas Road Trip on January 1, which makes our first day, vulnerable and challenging. Ever bought Clean Eating roadtrip food? Me either. The first tip to Clean Eating is to be prepared. Given that we’ve been bouncing around from gracious hosts and households for a solid week now, well, asking them to stock their fridge and our bellies with this bizarre new challenge on top of bringing in my entire family to embark on your house, and oh, by the way, we have the dog too.
I did find hope in our last leg of the trip, our fellow twin pals’ house _ they eat healthy and organic. We even have the same coffee maker. So, that makes us both awesome. This will be so easy. We’ll just eat something clean, fuel our bodies with something simple, and head out on our trip. Some wheat toast, an egg, and some fruit.
I should probably mention here that our Tour of Texas road trip served dual purpose. Oh sure, I got to see some family and waltz my kids around and “It’s so good to see you, look at my awesome kids and dog!” probably did come out of my mouth. But the second _ probably more forceful purpose would be our last meals. Ricardo and I have some severe food eatery cravings in Texas. Tex Mex is my personal insistence and I have been known to use physical force to get someone, anyone to meet me at Pappasito’s for some shrimp brochette and fajitas, those chips and salsa, and dear Lord, thank you for the Baby Jesus and that frothy garlic butter sauce. Ricardo usually requests a trip to Rosa’s CafĂ©, which we hit. And usually we hit a Whataburger while we’re there as well.
When my sweet new best friend (finish this sentence and you’ll see why) learned of my Clean Eating quest, she understood, and so began the quest for the Last Supper\New Year’s Eve Dessert. She introduced me to the most beautiful dessert ever _ I’m pretty sure it was culinary greatness _ a fried brownie with green tea ice cream. It was dirty and brilliant and yummy.
Since it was New Years Eve _ and we stayed up late. And I cracked open a few ginger beers _ hit it hard, you know _ and for the record, ginger beer is delicious and not recommended for Clean Eating due to the sugar. Since I thought it might be rude to suggest what we normally do at home _ celebrate NYC’s New Year (or if I’m really tired, Australia’s) _ because really, that’s staying up late enough for me already. I bucked up so as not to out myself that I’m usually in bed when the kids go to bed if not sooner. So, when Ricardo rolled over to me this morning and announced, “Happy New Year baby, it’s 8:30″ Well, crap. Here we go we were supposed to have left for home by 7a. We get up, get dressed, and pack the car. We said our goodbyes and hit the open road.
Our sweet friends _ knowing I was going on this Clean Eating for a Year adventure, handed us organic granola bars. We head out and I announce to Ricardo that we’re about to find out real soon if Starbucks is clean eats. I’m pretty sure they are not. Let’s be real. And I’ve figured out a way to make my home coffee regimen clean. However, we’re not home. And as much as I’d really like to stick to it, I’m about to not because I think it’s safest if I don’t experiment without coffee while driving for 10 hours. For the safety and sanity of my family, I’m gonna need a coffee and a lot of it. I hop into Starbucks with hopes of a regular coffee with organic milk and stevia or agave for creamer. I can do this. I can so do this.
“Can I help you, ma’am?”
Let’s do this. Let’s be clean, Leslie.
“I’ll have a skinny Cinnamon Dolce Latte with an extra shot of espresso, please.”
What just happened? I must have had clean eating failure and guilt all over my face because Ricardo wanted to know what I got, and when I reported my purchase, my guilt and failure was confirmed.
“Um, baby, just by definition and by the title of that coffee, that’s too many ingredients and not clean.”
“Ok, but seriously, a 10 hour trip, baby.”
“Good point, we’ll start our challenge at noon.”
God, I love him.
We resolve to keep trying, and by the time we make it all the way to Denton (uh, that’s about 9 miles into the trip for the record.) Lucy is feeling car sick, and begging us to stop at the grocery store we’d resolved to pick breakfast up at. I grab some organic baby carrots, bananas, cuties, bare naked granola mix, and greek yogurt and off we go.
Like the granola bar, the bare naked granola mix has organic and easy to pronounce, pure ingredients, it’s just that there’s about 30 organic ingredients. That’s slightly more than 2 ingredients rule for Clean Eating. My personal clean eats rule is 3 ingredients. The granola mix, if you’re doing the math, indeed, is dirty by either standards
This isn’t a successful start. But we’re learning to be prepared. And probably, we should start this adventure at home. I’ll keep trying to eat clean today on the road. I’m guessing since this isn’t a new years resolution, and we’re road tripping, well, maybe we should start this gig January 2.
I opted to keep trying and use all this new fancy technology and turned on our mi_fi and my laptop and googled healthy restaurants. Lo _ y’all know what the healthiest “fast food” restaurant is? It’s Panera Bread. We calculated where we’d be around lunch time _ since we got a late start and all _ it’s Oklahoma City.
By the powers of internet, I found a Panera Bread that’s closest to the highway in Norman, OK. Of course I have my Nebraska Red shirt on and we’re stopping in OU country. I can’t keep up with conferences and all that. I just like to see their cool shoes and bowl game stuff when I watch football. So, I check with Ricardo.
“Nah, no one should punch you in the face. At least not at Panera. You’re good.”
Good to know. See, this clean eating will save me. Had I waltzed into a McD’s in Norman, OK with a Nebraska shirt on, I’d probably have been shanked.
I eat as clean as I can at Panera: Pick Two Combo with a black bean soup and half a smoked turkey sandwich, no mayo.
Afternoon snack is pistachios, which are clean in content _ only two ingredients. But I’m pretty sure they labeled it wrong. Should be salt, THEN pistachios.
Somewhere near Concordia, KS, we realize we need dinner. Go ahead and google Healthy Restaurants in Concordia, KS. I’ll wait. Yeah, there’s nothing there. So, we have to go with Subway and start the real clean eats January 2, but still with effort. Subway is fairly healthy and I got as healthy as I could bear: Subway Club on 9 grain bread, toasted with a ridiculous amount of veggies.
I’m hoping after a few months of this, our road tripping efforts for clean eating will improve. But surely eating cuties instead of Cheetoh’s is better. Right?
On the rest of the 10 hour trip, I study my Clean Eating Magazine menu, and assess that indeed, we’ve actually done pretty well. Some of the ingredients, like Akmok crackers are pure and great and you can read all the ingredients, but there’s more than two listed. We did well.
That’s how I roll.
Song of the Day: Our Day Will Come by Amy Winehouse