My Mom read my blog the other day and reminded me of my extreme Viva Las Vegas birthday weight loss commitment to myself. She recommended that I go back to Weight Watchers. Mothers have a way of motivating you. Aside from the very expensive hospital weight management program, Weight Watchers has been the best. I’m such an “I can do it by myself, I don’t need any help” person. But, while reading and praying along with studying Marianne Williamson’s Book, I’m learning that I need to ask for help. We as people are not meant to do things alone. As Marianne put it, “if you could lose weight by yourself, you would’ve done it by now.” My best friend told me, “Carli, asking for help does not mean that you failed, it means that you don’t have to go at it alone.” I’ve repeated that to myself so many times over the last few weeks. And to my surprise people who you think might say no, or don’t have time are willing to help. So I humbled myself and signed up for Weight Watchers (again). I’m actually pretty excited about it, because “word on the street” is that they changed the points values for certain foods. Being an avid Weight Watcher, I pretty much could tell you the points value for almost every food without looking it up. I think it will be a welcomed change for me to look up things and learn a new program. I get bored easily, so I’m all about something new. When I signed up online, I briefly saw that most fruits and veggies were now zero points. I was so excited, which leads me to the title of today’s post…This Little Piggy Went to Market.
I went to Soulard’s Farmer’s Marketon my lunch break today. I haven’t been in years. It was pretty cool and super cheap. I like the idea of supporting local people. I got all kinds of good stuff on my little trip. I got a pineapple, spinach, lettuce, asparagus, cauliflower, broccoli, apples, oranges, and the most beautiful red strawberries I’ve ever seen. I only had to use $15 of the money I had tucked away in my new Coach Bag. (LOL!) Then I found the spice shop. I’ve never been to one before. I was so amazed and excited, that lady said “are you new to St. Louis?” I explained that it was just my first time in a spice shop and that I hadn’t been to a “market” in years. She sprinkled a little Lemon butter dill seasoning mix in my hand to taste. It was so magically delicious. I think I’m putting that on everything I cook. I got a grill seasoning and Salt-free mix as well. I would have gotten more, but I had to carry it all back into work and put it in the fridge since I couldn’t leave the fresh fruit and veggies in the car.
By the time I got home, unloaded everything, and staged a picture for you guys, I was worried about it getting dark, so I decided to walk around my neighborhood instead wasting daylight by driving to the park. Bad idea. I walked past my Shopping Cousin’s house and there were really mean looking dogs that looked like they were ready to jump the fence and devour me and Nyah. I hurried along. My lower back was hurting a little, I think because I’ve been falling asleep on the couch watching TV… Anyway, when I was a few blocks from my Parents house. I was deep in thought about today’s blog post. I often write my posts in my head as I walk to distract me. When I looked down, Nyah was face to face and nose to nose with a stray Pit Bull. I got to the other side of the street so fast you would have thought I was David Copperfield. Luckily he was not vicious. However, I was totally done with my hood adventure at this point. As I rounded the corner and saw my Brother from another mother, he said he would take home. I stopped by my Parent’s house down the street and my Dad lectured me about the South Beach Dietand offered to walk me home after hearing my stray dog story. I opted to cut short the “eat a plant based protein diet” lecture I‘ve heard my whole life, and hitch a ride with my brother. It’s funny how parents who didn’t allow sweets or even sugary cereal in the house have 3 fat girls…hmmmm…. Anyway, my brother wasn’t too thrilled about Nyah getting in his new truck, but I cooked up some of the veggies in a stir-fry for him as a peace offering. He LOVED it. Fresh veggies are so much better than canned or frozen. I just realized how long this post was, so I think I’ll stop here. Later!