We went from highs close to 70 on Monday to a snow storm and high around 30 on Thursday.
I’ve been very thankful for the wool coat I got in college that comes almost to my ankles. Somehow Mad Bad Mommy Bommy managed to get it into my wsuitcase to fly home with me after Christmas. The lady’s talented. (Former Girl Scout.)
Speaking of which…all the Girl Scouts are out right now selling their cookies. Can gluten-free thin mints be a thing, please? Oh, and those caramel-coconut-chocolate ones. And the peanut butter…I’ll stop now.
I did a lot of work this week, but also got some relaxing time in too. Here’s my Week in Review. This one totally bounces all over the map with lots of digressions–so I split it into five parts to make it a little easier to read.
Work (the exciting stuff)
During the first part of the week, I worked on a significant revision of an essay for my thesis. (The essay I talked about in this post.) It’s angry and sarcastic and polemic, very much the opposite of my “usual” style. I like it.
I graded a lot. Not as much as some weeks, but…a lot.
Rhetorical analysis. It’s exciting stuff, man.
Food & fitness lately
In fitness news, I tried the Monday afternoon strength and core class. I don’t know. It’s tough. (And more importantly, I sometimes think the instructor doesn’t do a super-amazing job instructing participants on good form. Pet peeve of mine.) But anyway…also got in my usual two tough spin workouts.
And I went to swing dance this week on Wednesday night, too, which was fun but unusually dead. There was almost no one left after about 9:30. Either they all went to party, or they all went to study. Or both.
They both turned out awesome. I’m not a big fan of dill, but it worked really well with these potatoes.
Inspired by Fit Foodie Finds’ annual Oatmeal Week, I tried some carrot cake overnight oats.Here’s the thing about me and overnight oats. I like them in the sense that they have a really thick texture, different than stove top oats. And that you do all the measuring and mixing the night before. But I just don’t like cold oatmeal.
So I make my overnight oats and…microwave it? Is that weird?
I hadn’t had Yoplait in a long time. So tangy!
On the H-Cat
I posted a couple of times to the blog this week. One was the second in a series of posts about the early, weight-gain stage of recovery from a restrictive eating disorder, with this particular post focusing on the need for someone recovering from one of these disorders to replace “healthy” diet foods with real food–including many foods that are demonized by our culture. I’ve revised it lightly since first posting to clarify what I meant.
I also posted a bit of a rant about combining elimination diets–something I’ve encountered since entering the low-FODMAP world. To paraphrase the post, I think combining elimination diets is S-T-U-P-I-D stupid.
In the words of OutKast: I’m just bein’ honest widja.
Thursday night I went to a poetry reading sponsored by the English department. There was a potluck beforehand for graduate students in creative writing, at which I sat with someone I didn’t know. We were all chatting, and at one point I asked the guy what year he was at CSU. He was like, “Oh, I’m older. Graduated a while ago.”
Oops. I’m suave.
Planning future dates
The highlight of my week was going to spend the weekend with my Fuzzy Face. He just moved into a new apartment in a nearby community, on the edge of town right by the mountains. So beautiful!
We were planning possible dates. There’s a dinner theater (date!), several bookstores and a library (date!), a ceramics shop (date!), mountains to explore (date!), and an all gluten-free cafe. Heck, yeah!Saturday night, we also watched the last episode in Season 3 of Next Generation. Trekkies will know that episode…gaaaawwwww! Such suspense.
Okay, some suspense. I remember it somehow gets resolved from when I watched Star Trek as a little kid…but how? No memory.
Do you like cold oats? Or do you have to have ’em hot like me? (Like my oats, I mean, not like…never mind.)
Any hot dates you’ve been meaning to go on for a while with your sweetie (or friend, parent, sibling, etc.) but haven’t gotten around to?