This is the post that I thought would never be. This isn’t because it’s focused on some really deep, introspective subject that I didn’t quite know how to put in words, though that’d be a better excuse. It’s because I stared at the computer screen for several hours last night, in quiet amusement that I had positively nothing to talk about. I found this amusing, because, if you know me, you know I am rarely at a loss for words, or inappropriate jokes. I’m positively full of both.
Not today, people! I think I may be reduced to guttural noises and quiet barking to get my point across today. Loud barking would just be weird.
You see, I get a lot of emails from blogging. Emails from readers, from companies that want me to review their stuff, from many foreign princes that assure me they have wealth beyond measure if I just help them get to it… It’s a lot of letters. Last night, however, I got one of my favorite/least favorite types of email: hate mail..
Ok, maybe it wasn’t “hate mail” as much as “judgmental mail”. Hate mail would be something like “I hate your stinkin guts. I hope you have a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.” Instead, judgmental mail is more like this….
“How do you expect to maintain your weight loss if you are constantly posting dessert recipes and talking about the wine you imbibe? Shouldn’t you be a better role model for those in the process of losing a massive amount of weight?”
I admit when I falter. Chinese New Year+the Peanut getting sick led to some unfortunate weight gain. However, in a few weeks, I’ve already taken off four of those pounds. If I didn’t occasionally treat myself with sweets, I’d be a raving lunatic. Also? I joke about wine a lot because I love it. However, I haven’t actually had anything to drink in at least a week. (I don’t track how many days exactly, I don’t need a chip; not that I knock anyone who does.) I also thought I was a pretty good role model. I FLOSS DAILY. Yeah, you heard that. I FLOSS.
I could rant and rave and tell you how it’s all about moderation, but that’d be a big, fat, lie coming from me. For me, it’s all about eating healthy almost all of the time, and occasionally eating a slice of pie and a glass of wine, chasing it with a giant latte. One meal or one dessert doesn’t make my week a screw up. If I have to push a bit harder in my workout? The pie was most often worth it. If it wasn’t? I’d not have taken a second bite.
Even the parties I plan for my kids have a ton of healthy options, and a really decadent dessert. I find that if it’s pretty enough, people don’t notice it’s not fried in sin. It’s really all about presentation. Sort of like my bras; wrap em up high and pretty, no one will notice the actual boobs. I hope. That’s what I tell myself.
This Saturday is my Peanut’s first birthday party. I am not much of a party planner, but I am good with food. Thank the Lord I have friends like Jenn who can help me with ideas for the actual party.
Yesterday, I was nailing down and trying out recipes for finger foods and came up with these healthy babies.
Miniature Greek Stuffed Peppers
Stuffed with tons of flavor, these little peppers are tiny bites of Heaven. Kale, dill, and lemon marinate with feta to make your guests’ mouths water. Can be made a day or 2 ahead and kept in fridge.
Miniature Greek Stuffed Peppers
Keywords: raw appetizer side salad gluten-free kosher low-carb soy-free vegetarian red bell pepper spring
- 12-15 mini bell peppers
- 1 cup reduced fat feta cheese, crumbled
- 2 tbsp Extra Virgin Olive Oil
- 2 tsp lemon juice
- 1 tsp dijon mustard
- 1 cup kale chopped very small
- 2 tbsp chopped dill
- fresh ground pepper
- red chili flake to taste
mix the kale with the lemon juice and mustard and let sit 15 minutes
stir in remaining ingredients, save for bell peppers
stuff mixture into bell peppers and serve