Julia Child would celebrate her 100th birthday today. She was far from vegetarian, but was one of my inspirations. I remember watching her PBS show as a kid and started reading cookbooks like novels soon afterward.
So thanks, Julia!
Why is it wonderful? Because my stepson hits the big 10 today! I met him when he was 9 months old, about a month after hubby and I met. He was so quiet and serious. And gorgeous. Man, was he a cutie with his big brown eyes, chubby cheeks, and mop of curly hair. He’s still a cutie, but then again I’m biased.
He’s an amazing kid and I feel so blessed to have him in my life. He’s funny, brilliant, talented, and obsessed with all wheeled things. He’s been lobbying for both a dirt bike and gasoline RC car, but apartment living and anything that requires gasoline and needs to be brought inside do not mix. Once we’re in a house, maybe. I love that little boy! Sorry, big boy. Young man. Tween, complete with angst, fuzzy pits, and a few pimples.
He’s requested an ice cream cake (gulp) and pizza at one of the family favs for dinner (double gulp). Today is one of the days that I enjoy food without guilt, but mindfully. The pizza place is a buffet – nope,not CiCi’s, so I’ll go nuts on the salad bar – tons of veggies with fat free Italian dressing and a little fruit. Since they take requests, I’ll order a thin crust veggie special and have two. If I need something else, I’ll get more fruit or salad. And get in a little extra sweat time.
Tuesday night was well, interesting. It was a starch and protein fest! I had a grilled teese (soy cheese) on Ezekiel sprouted bread, then a cold cheese sandwich, pickles, and could not bring myself to have salad. I did grab some pineapple, but that was it as far as getting my five a day. Today has to be better, period. I need to snap out of this funky eating pattern before I regain any weight.
Happy birthday, R!