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Dancing Barefoot Through Cow Crap.

  By breakfasttobed | September 23, 2011 - 1:51 PM | , , , , ,
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My kid loves me. A lot. He is super super attached to me and wants to go EVERYWHERE I go. (Unless it’s leaving the park, he’d rather stay, thank you very much.) Every time I put on my shoes, I hear the familiar ring of “Don’t go Mama, lemmeee go wif you” I could tell him I am going ANYWHERE, and he’d want to come with me.

“Honey, you can’t come with me, I’m going to an audition”

“lemmee come wif you”

“You don’t want to come with me, I’m going to go dance through cow poop barefoot”

“lemmee come wif you”

“I’m going to go do taxes in a dark room all day”

“lemmee come wif you”

“I’m going to a GOP debate”

“lemmee come wif you”

Oh you DEFINITELY don’t want to come with me to that one. Dancing though cow crap barefoot is probably more fun.

Fortunately, a lot of things can be done together. Like getting our fitness on. Ok, so he mostly half does the moves and laughs at me doing them. But he does really try. Watching him do squats is a lot like watching Elaine try to dance.

Here was our set today

  • 25 mountain climbers
  • 15 burpees
  • 25 jumping jacks
  • 25 sumo squats with weight
  • 25 lunges on left with weight
  • 25 lunges on right with weight
  • 15 push ups
  • 1 minute reverse plank
  • 1 set 100s
  • 1 minute forward plank
  • rest 30 seconds
  • repeat set.

Yesterday was “National Ice Cream Cone” day. We celebrated it at Ample Hills Creamery in Brooklyn. There was A LOT of hype about this place. There was SO MUCH hype that they sold out of ice cream so fast after opening that they had to close for several days to make more. Here’s the good part-they use locally sourced ingredients and environmentally friendly business practices, and have a great play area for kids. Here’s the negative-the ice cream was full of ice crystals and ohmahgosh sweet.

The ice cream flavor I ordered for Elijah was full of kids breakfast cereal, so I expected it to be really sweet. The gooey butter cake flavor I expected to be similarly sweet, but the cinnamon and chocolate peanut butter were also cloyingly sweet. I was so bummed. I wanted this place to be great so bad.

Back to Blue Marble for me. (Incidentally, I hear the ginger flavor is back, and it’s kinda my fave.)

Either way, eating ice cream is still better than watching a GOP debate.

 

 

The Sting of Effing Failure.

  By breakfasttobed | September 9, 2011 - 1:37 PM |
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I went 14 hours without using the “F” word 14 whole hours. I was feeling good! Feeling proud. Feeling strong. I got through an entire shopping trip at a ridiculously crowded Barnes and Noble in a crunchy/literary (literally literary-full of Authors) neighborhood. To get this book. Incidentally, I just finished another book from this author “Slammerkin” (AMAZING) recommended to me by the speedy Canadian Librarian, Ellie London . If you need a book suggestion, who better to ask than a Librarian????

Not a single “F” word in the store. Not after tripping over a teenager’s computer cord running across the middle of the aisle, or after the Starbucks people took 9 years to get my salted caramel mocha (one shot of each, iced, extra shaky salt, skim) And not after I had to renew my Barnes and Noble membership card. Not once.

Until I got back to my car. My car, parked in a shady spot, on top of a puddle, under a tree. My husband, kids, and I all loaded up into the car, and we were joined with a near invisible stowaway. Until that little beast bit me. (no, not the 3 year old, he doesn’t bite) “OW. F^%$K!!” What was that? “Damn it!!!” Scratch scratch scratch. Again, me “OW F*****CK! What the hell???” Scratch scratch scratch. “GET THAT MOSQUITO OUT OF THIS DAMN CAR NOW BEFORE I BREAK EVERY WINDOW!!!!” I started going into irrational smack everything mode. Tim may or may not have been hit. There was key shaking, window opening, and shooing. I have two battle scars from it. And the clock on my commitment to a f**k free vocabulary begins again.

Clearly, I need to work off some energy. My knee is KILLING me so tonight I’ll be hitting up the ol’ elliptical and arc trainer. (Bring on the magazines!! I am sure someone is pregnant, some celeb is getting married, and another one is clearly addicted to Sensa.) I am going to to 20 minutes on each focusing on forward motion on the arc and backward motion on the elliptical. Tomorrow, on the other hand is my class with Ashley at Equinox in the city. SOOOO excited. I LOVE new classes. They kind of make my life. Add in a bunch of other bloggers and follow it with happy hour and you have yourself the recipe for disaster a great time! I can’t wait to meet Ashley!! Her blog is great! Check it out!

I Rocked It Like A Hurricane.

  By breakfasttobed | August 29, 2011 - 3:02 PM | , ,
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Irene was much like a houseguest you don’t like. You buy too much food for it, when she leaves your house is a mess, and you drink too much coffee just to stave off the headache she gives you.

Elijah and I did love going out in the very beginning of the storm and hopping in every clean(ish) puddle we could find. He would spot one and yell “Puddle, I’m coming to get yooooou!” So cute I could die. It *almost* took my mind off of what could be in those puddles. Almost.

we were quite soaked. notice his pant legs.

The hurricane was 2 days of doing precisely squat. We ate our surplus, (oy) watched a crapton of Netflix. (Have you seen “Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead?” If you haven’t. DO.) I did some impromptu leg workouts with Elijah, where he would lay on my feet and i would kick him up in the air. A lot. After a while, that REALLY hurts. He begs for more. I cry for death. He weighs 36 lbs!!! That is NOT light after about 50 of these. Thank G-d I had some Sam Adam’s Oktoberfest.

I haven’t yet made my way hipster Williamsburg, Brooklyn. I have no idea yet if it’s cleaner, down a few hipsters, or less ironic. I did hear that a few $80 tee shirts bit it. Crying shame, I tell you.

The windows rattled, we had a tornado warning, there was a brief moment where I thought the tree across the street might come down. That was it. Then it was over. There were leaves everywhere, a few downed trees, and you could practically go scuba diving on the N line, but we were fine. More than fine. We were splendid. I feel awful for the people in Vermont and Upstate who weren’t expecting what they got and were blindsided by the flooding. My thoughts and prayers are with you.

Last night, after a weekend of eating crap, I did a SERIOUS at home workout followed by banana peanut butter “ice cream” and water, water, water. (We now have GALLONS of it.)

The workout. Done 2x

It doesn’t take long to sweat with this workout. It’s a killer. Especially the burpees. Those hurt.

For a nice little treat I made my favorite treat. Peanut Butter Banana “Ice Cream” with dark chocolate drizzle and salted peanuts.

Serves 2 adults and 1 three year old.

Peanut Butter Banana “Ice Cream”

3 overripe bananas-peeled, chopped, and frozen

1T creamy peanut butter

Freeze the bananas, puree the bananas. Add the peanut butter. Top with toppings. That’s IT. The BEST soft serve.

 

Chocolate Silk Pie–Today’s Workout.

  By Cat Tan | April 26, 2011 - 7:34 AM |
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For the pie itself, I used this recipe. For the crusts (as these are 4 mini pies) I put one sleeve of thin mint cookies into the food processor and ground it up, added 2 tablespoons of melted butter, put them in the pans and baked! Oh.Mah.Gawsh. I am amazed I never thought of this before. It is heaven. The three year old and my husband were gaga for the crust, and so was I. Holy Moly. I then made the whipped cream with Milk Thistle heavy cream, powdered sugar, and a bit of vanilla. Simple.Delicious. I will admit that the recipe is a bit of a pain. You have to temper eggs and whisk briskly for what seems like an eternity. I figure I am roughly the same size as Julia Child, I should be able to hang.

On to my morning workout! Food hangovers require food assistance. ESPECIALLY when you’re pregnant. (TMI, I know.) So exercising, water consumption, and you know, enough fiber to make a ream of paper, is essential. I also think it’s extremely important to have a strong body to raise a strong family. If Elijah sees me or my husband working out and being active, HE’LL want to exercise and be active. (You should see his squats! The overwhelming adorability kills me!) It’s just like how I model what I want him to eat. If he sees me starting with a healthy breakfast, eating my veggies, and enjoying foods in moderation, he will too. This apparently works for more than just food and exercise, as he has now has a real love for iced green unsweet tea from Starbucks. (I asked his ped, it’s totally ok in smaller amounts than my VENTI size) At home, he loves decaf unsweet iced green tea from Stash Tea. By the way, have you had Starbucks Iced Green Tea? It’s amazesuperduper. Seriously. Actually, maybe you shouldn’t. Then you’ll end up like me at the 24 hour Starbucks drive-thru at midnight looking like a junkie needing a fix.

“Hey there, uh, you have a venti iced green tea for me? no simple syrup. Give it to me straight. Here’s my rewards card.”

I’m kinda sad that way.

This morning’s workout came via Fit Pregnancy. I picked it because it was called Super Mom! I felt I needed a little bit of THAT in my life. (I had awoken to a 3 year old’s foot in my head due to the fact he says his room was “weeally hawt” and he was “sticky in his bed.” So my sleep was a bit craptastic. So I cranked up the Lady Gaga and the Laurie Berkner (for the boy) and got down to b’ness. I felt better. Elijah cracked up watching me. Win/Win.