What else do you make in the slow cooker?
I have a little cook book and my favorites are stew, chili, chicken cacciatore and the roast beef.
My perspective is that food can get cooked or the house can be cleaned. Absolutely NO reason to think these two things could happen on the same day!
ha ha ha no kidding, that's me. I felt so violated by dog deposits all weekend, cleaning the house after my company left was my way of recaliming my own territory back. Arf!
I need a slowcooker too and maybe come up with a chicken recipe-is it the same as a crock pot because I do own one- I haven't used it but I know I have one from a wedding shower gift from 4 years ago lol!
Yep slow cooker...crock pot...the same thing. There's a deadly chicken cacciatore recipe I have, but you can basically throw uncooked chicken at the bottom with your favorite sauce, put it on low for 8 hours, and you'll have a great meal.
Clean houses leave you with the best feeling ever....
:sigh: I think I must do mine today.
I'm sorry you're struggling with food, but you're always doing so well, so the fact that you are defeating those urges is wonderful
I did have a great feeling and still do, about my clean house. The only thing is, I'm not defeating all my eating urges, and the last couple days have been write offs. I need to get back to the gym ASAP.
Today I took my one son in to the hospital for his scheduled surgery - getting his nasal polyps removed (skin growth-asthmatics typically). We'd been on the wait list for one year. After poking him 6 times to insert an I.V. (intravenous), they still couldn't get one in. The nurse said the anasthesiolagist would put one in his arm, instead of his hand. After waiting four hours in his gown and in his hospital bed, they told us to go home because his surgery was cancelled because the surgeon came late today and was behind. This is after being on steroids for 10 days in preparation for the surgery and this is after his CT scan last Friday. My son was not happy. An 18 year old gets himself mentally prepared for this, sits in his gown for hours, even takes his cocaine nasal spray (no word of a lie) to open up his passages, only to be told to go home. Nasty. At least we got a new date of May 31st.
The nurse asked me to leave just before she tried to put the IV in. I wasn't asked to leave for my other son's two surgeries, when they inserted his IV's. Sure enough, she calls me back in, and my kid's got bandages all over his hands from their friggen' stabbing. I'm not an overprotective mother, he took it like a man, and I know inserting IV's can be hard, but have some decency and let me support him through it, don't ask me to leave! I thought that reflected poorly on the nurse's insecurities. Earlier, I noticed her hand shaking when she gave him his pills. She looked like something out of Misery for chrissakes! "Here dear, take your pills...now I'm going to give you a little needle..." lol Well, Alex and I are home now and thank god for that kid's fantastic sense of humor. Sheee-ite!
Tomorrow I go back to work after 5 days off. It's going to be hard. My boss and I drive to another city, stay in a hotel overnight and Thursday, meet with 20 people for an all day meeting. My manager out of Ottawa is coming too and she's controlling the morning agenda while my boss takes the afternoon. So I just have to look pretty. LOL Then Friday it'll be answering five thousand phone messages and emails. Everyone'll think their's is the true emergency. Time off work is a dangerous thing for me. Time off work means I cook well, means I clean my house, means I have afternoon nappies, and means I relax. I wonder if I can do another 15 years til retirement...
I need a bumper sticker that reads "I'd rather be sleeping".
I'm not logging food or exercise because it's crap today and yesterday. I don't think tomorrow or Thursday will be that great...not even gonna try. Back at 'er on Friday.
