Cleansing?

 

Why do I over-romanticize things? Honestly, I thought doing a three day cleanse would be refreshing, invigorating, and freeing. I imagined feeling lighter, less bloated, and perhaps dancing about like a totally unrealistic tampon commercial. I didn’t anticipate a huge switch from my usual diet. After the initial cup of green tea (I didn’t even add Stevia!) and breakfast smoothie, I was feeling great. I was missing my coffee, but feeling great nonetheless. Midmorning I hit up the grocery store to purchase the rest of my shopping list. And by noon I was hungry and very much looking forward to my green smoothie. I think I got a wee bit overzealous. I tossed in an extra celery stalk, a bit of extra spinach, added flax seeds as I had missed out on those for the a.m. concoction and maybe cheated myself out of the full amount of pineapple. Also, perhaps I should clarify that I am using my standard, wedding gift, blender. Not some commercial grade juicer. End result: stringy, chunky, seedy green goop that is less appealing than my son’s diapers. If it had been one glass of this god-awful substance, I would have just chugged it and been done with it. No such luck. I was left with a blender-full—probably a good 3 glasses. I tried. Truly, I did. But I still didn’t persevere through even half of the mess. I would have been better off just munching the various edibles: apple, celery, a few leaves, some pineapple, and even some lime. Then I could drink the half a cup of almond milk (or better yet, add it incrementally to my COFFEE) and go one with my day. That would taste better, look better, fit in a container to pack for ongoing nibbling, and save me the hassle of washing the blender.

By dinner I already decided to f it and made up some delicious sweet potato “hash browns”. I just ran 2 smallish sweet potatoes through the cheese grater and sautéed them in a lil EVOO and seasoned to taste. DE-lish! I had some red and yellow peppers and olives on the side. See? It’s easy to have veggies as a meal without blending it into stringy, bland, gag-worthy cocktails. Yesterday I did about the same- plenty of veggies, lots of water, and very little of much else. Until dinner. S begged for “britos”, Hubby agreed. Taco Bell bean burritos (fresco style) just happen to be one of the very limited, vegan-friendy, fast food options locally. Hells yeah I completely left any shred of “cleansing” I was hanging on to and devoured a couple of sodium-packed, carbolisious fresco bean burritos. Seriously. If that is now my ‘big splurge”, I have evolved so far from where I was just 4 months ago that I genuinely earned it. Per the Taco Bell nutritional facts chart. Each burrito had 350 calories. I ate two. And maybe a few bites of G’s. So let’s call it 800. Guess what? I burned at least that many in my circuit class and then swimming with the kids, so while not quite a “cleanse” (sorry Dr. Oz—luckily I’ve never been one of your fans anyway), I’m gonna roll with it. Maybe next week will be a good weigh-in, cuz I’m betting I’ll be lucky to see a single pound drop tomorrow morning.

About That Weight Loss…

About that weight loss plan… did I mention last week I won a friggin’ mani/pedi?! Well, yes. I did. Okay, so technically I won a gift card to the salon next to the gym I go to, but it is enough for their mani/pedi combo special deal. It gave me a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, I really could win this whole beach bod challenge.

For the past 5 weeks, I’ve dropped 9 lbs. That puts me at 11 since my switch to a vegan diet and 16 since the beginning of 2013. My goal was to lose 25 for the 12-week challenge. I will need to drop 3 this week to get back on track for that goal as I rapidly approach the midway point. To really get back on track I am thinking I will do a 3-day cleanse. I will not do a crazy starve-fest, but something that is basically blending up all the things I am already eating, eating it raw, and eliminating the between-meal pretzel-munching I may overdo on a daily basis. Here’s the plan I will be attempting to complete. I really that it has the full shopping list included. As of my last gym weigh-in (Friday), I was at 164.7. I will weigh-in again this Friday after I have fully completed the 3-day cleanse and then we can all see if I dropped any more weight. I will also comment on energy levels, withdrawals of any kind, and over all feelings of well-being. Wish me luck and feel free to join me.

Cheers!

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The Next Tattoo Plan

It’s no secret that I am rather fond of tattoos. Despite how often I talk about them, pin them, and even design them, I have only two. The one I recently posted about, and a small, black tribal design on my right side/hip area. The latter wasn’t thought out or meaningful, but I still like it a lot. The more recent tattoo is for my husband, and our love and commitment forever and ever. Yup. I am aware that many disagree with my choice to brand my body with something for my significant other. But ya know, if I had any reservations about him or our future, I wouldn’t have bred with him. I feel like that is a bit bigger of a commitment. So yes I gave him my future, children, and then loving words forever printed on my body. He, in return, gave me the exact same. True love!

Now about that breeding we did. Since even before I was pregnant myself I began observing mothers and their tattoos to honor their children: Flowers, foot prints, names, baby toys, etc. I have drawn up and played with a few of those ideas and then really liked the idea of just doing their birthdates. I played with fonts and sizes and nothing was just quite perfect. I came up with an image with the dates in this format: MM.DD.YY in a serif font then the child’s name in a cursive font below that then the next child’s birthdate and name below that. I likeed it ok and I like that it didn’t limit me if/when I have another child(ren). I went ahead and scheduled an appointment for next week, but since then I have revised and (I think?) finalized my design for my little lovies. Nope, these are not their real names, but names that made my “lists” for each of them and then same initial. The placement and sizing is the same as before: top center of my back, just below my neck about 3 1/2″x 3 1/2″. It should be a dandy!

Cheers!

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Letting Toddlers Dress Themselves

Last Friday I had the child/parent struggle that I’ve been hearing about for years. My Miss S woke up Friday morning ready to dress herself. In fact, worse than that, she technically didn’t want to dress herself at all. She wanted to wear her pajamas to school. In her defense, this was not fully her own idea or laziness-driven desire. Periodically her daycare hosts “pajama days”. Everyone so inclined (most staff and children) wear their favorite jammies all day. Typically on such days, I carefully make sure both of my babes have weather-appropriate pajamas clean and nicely accessorized. S usually selects Dora jammies which I pair with cute boutique Dora bows on her carefully-combed piggie-tails. The kids change out of their pajamas from the night after breakfast and arrive to school in clean pajamas for the day. This was sooo not the situation on this last Friday. S had been feeling under the weather on Thursday to the point that Husband had to come home to stay with her while I took an exam. She perked up later in the evening and got a good night’s rest that night. Then when she awoke Friday morning she was her spunky, sweet self and ready for her favorite day: show and tell day. She ate her breakfast happily, found a little Dora toy for show and tell, and I went to gather clothes for her to wear. When I brought her jeans and a cute new shirt, she grinned and said, “I want to wear my jammies!” She was neither defiant nor rude. Simply excited for what seemed like a great idea to her. I looked down at the satin, purple and teal, Dora pajama pants paired with her pink, flannel, Dora pajama top and cringed on the inside. I smiled instead and asked if she was sure she didn’t want to wear her new, pretty outfits. She confirmed that she liked her “tozy (cozy) ‘jamas”. They were cleanish and just as suitable for the weather as what I had selected. How could justify declining her sweet request? Jammie day it is. I tried for a moment to persuade her to wear a pajama set that actually matched but she was very content with what she was already wearing. My next approach was to suggest coordinating shoes or at least cute pig-tails with matching Dora bows. Nope. She wanted her yellow floral rain boots and preferred to wear her hair “long”. I say long in quotes because, bless her heart, the poor kid inherited my thin, straggly, slow-growing locks. In searching for her boots she also came across her pink cap and added that for her finishing touch. Eh, why not? As much as her outfit was not what I would select for her, her decision to choose for herself was in every way something I would choose for her. What I mean to say is, I want my daughter to have the independence to dress herself, make appropriate choices, and to never let her decisions be altered by whatever societal norms are dictating standards of a girl’s beauty. Based on that, here are the reasons I believe it is in my daughter’s best interest to sometimes dress herself or select her own outfits: Creativity. I am a creative person and could be criticized for my fashion sense at times. I certainly understand matching, pairing, and coordinating outside of some expectations. If my daughter wants to play with colors and layers, I don’t believe it is my job to discourage that interest. Confidence. We can all agree that there is far too much pressure placed on girls to look and act in a certain way. I do not want my daughter (children!) to feel that their appearance determines their value. While style and beauty are qualities I value and enjoy, my definitions are not THE definitions of what is stylish or beautiful. I want my daughter (children) to feel free to find their own definitions of beauty and style. I also want them to figure out for themselves if those are even things they will even place much value on. Perhaps they will be intellectuals who find it very silly to even fret over one’s appearance at all. Maybe they will be athletes or manual laborers who value comfort and functionality over aesthetics.  And that’s cool too. What I want is for them to walk out the door each morning feeling valued and confident. By not placing too much emphasis on how they look now, I think this will open them up to focus on other things. Of course this is the reason I also never have told my daughter she looks “ugly” or “silly” when she has (twice) cut her own hair. I have scolded the adults who have chimed in with their critiques. My daughter (again, children) is beautiful and amazing no matter what she is wearing or how her hair is styled. End of story. Independence. From a very young age, my Miss S has displayed strength and independence that I very much admire. Far be it from me to attempt to break her down in any way. She was climbing out of her crib by 16 months. She sees baby gates as little more than a speed bump. Our refrigerator is fully OURS and she never hesitates to open it up and help herself to an apple at any time. She was fully potty-trained by just after her 2nd birthday. And as I mentioned she has taken it upon herself to give herself a trim twice already. There is no surprise on my end that she is now feeling eager to mostly dress herself. In this situation I really have only two options: let her dress herself or not let her dress herself. If I don’t let her, I am essentially saying whatever she selected is not good enough. Thus saying that she is not good enough. (Back to confidence.) I choose to take the approach that I have taken with the other independence examples I gave. That is, I first use these situations for learning. Why is it not okay to try to help yourself to snacks, climb over gates, or use scissors without permission? “We have to remember safety”, I tell her. The apples may not be washed, the gate may be wobbly, the scissors are very sharp, etc. I feel that it is more empowering to her to understand why I am concerned about some of her choices. In selecting her own clothes, she has to choose things that are appropriate to the weather and the situation. The point is, she is not simply encouraged to wear whatever the hell she wants, whenever she wants, but rather, to develop her own tastes AND to think logically for herself on whether whatever she chooses is her best choice. In the situations where I am less inclined to let her select her outfits (family pictures and such), I explain why it’s important to me for us to have a cohesive, family look, but then allow her to select something else like her underwear, socks or maybe hair bows. On this day the teaching moment came when she wanted to wear her Toy Story slippers. I told her she may take them for nap time or other inside time but they were not okay for playing outside. I told her that she need to go ahead and keep the rain boots on and carry the slippers. I am not pretending to be an expert on this topic, but parenting is an on-going, learning process, and this is where we are now. Cheers! S dresses herself 012

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D + D Save the Date Postcards

Hello.

I am just wrapping up the custom save the date postcards I’ve been creating for the fabulous D & D. It took quite a few rough drafts to get the lettering just right. It seems working with the most generic looking fonts can be more difficult than the “fun” ones. Every detail counts. The spacing is just about right (finally) and I am satisfied with the result. I sent the proofs over to Miss D and await her approval. I suppose you all can be the judges for now. And if by any chance you are in the market for some custom work, feel free to shoot me a message.

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Cheers!

A Few Anniversaries

Happy anniversaries to me! One year ago today I started up Mrs. Mama Elle. It’s far from perfect but like everything, a work in progress. Also I have officially been a vegan for a month. Actually that anniversary was five days ago but I’ve been enjoying the journey so much I haven’t been paying attention to the calendar. It’s good.

Know what’s not so good? The fact that I have literally completely changed my diet and lifestyle yet when I arrive all pumped up for my first weigh-in at my gym’s Beach Body Challenge, I had lost 1.2 lbs. And honestly, it’s hard to tell if I even lost that. I took off my shoes, coat and PANTS just to get that number. Don’t look at me like that! For the original weigh-in I wore t-shirt, sports bra, gym shorts and socks. That day I had to go between class and work so I was in full layered shirts, coat, scarf, jeans, belt shoes, etc. When Miss-Skinny-Front-Desk-Lady sent me to weigh myself, you can be damn sure I took everything off I could.

Now please believe me when I say I did NOT begin my journey in veganism to loose weight. I didn’t. It was fully an environmental and conscientious decision on my part. Of course people “go veg” for any number of reasons, but those were mine. Still when I read Main Street Vegan and Victoria Moran’s transition from chubby girl always battling her weight to a natural 60 lbs. weight loss which led her to her current status of someone who “hasn’t dieted since the Reagan administration” , I got a little excited. Or a lot excited. I mentioned that my brother is getting married this July. I am thrilled to announce that I will be a bridesmaid. Here’s the thing. Delightful Miss (soon to be Mrs.) D has chosen a darling dress from Modcloth.com. Check ‘em out if you haven’t before. It’s lovely mix of vintage, modern and classic charm. Naturally, I love the dress. The XS-L sizing is currently not working for me. How embarrassing, right? I  am literally supposed to line up with a  bunch of size small sorority  chicks in a dress that doesn’t even come in my size. Which brings us to the whole reason I joined the Beach Body Challenge: It’s my Bridesmaid Body Challenge. I have to loose 3 1/2 more inches off my waist to fit in the large. According to my extensive google research, that could be anywhere from 10-35 lbs. that have to go. With my spare-tire body shape, I know for fact that 10 lbs. will absolutely not cut it. And with only 1.2 (ish) lbs of weight lost last week, I think my rabbit food diet is not going to be enough to get me into the size large (8-10) dress range by July 20. It would appear that I must do the unthinkable. I will have to actually go to the gym outside of using their scale. I went yesterday for about 30 minutes. That was 4+ miles on the elliptical machine and then a bit of arm (the dress is sleeveless…) toning. I spent the entire time thinking this is so boring, why can’t we just have more active lifestyles instead of grouping up like idiots on machines wasting hours every week, why does that seagull just sit and sit on the Sistine chimney, and why didn’t I come up with creating a twitter account for said Sistine Seagull. Ridiculous. This is why I normally like class workouts. Of course there is the accountability, but also it lends social aspects or relaxation techniques so I feel like I am actually getting something done. Treadmills and ellipticals are just boring. Tomorrow I will try again. Maybe I can bring a book or something. Currently I am feeling like the only chubby vegan out there. Seriously. How can I not lose more weight when the worst thing I consume each day is a little too much EVOO or a 120 calorie soy mini-”ice cream” sandwich.

And finally, ya know how I know I am meant to be a vegan? ‘Cuz I won a super cute vegan t-shirt via facebook. Okay, the logic there is flawed. Especially since I won a big package of dairy-based, meal replacement shake powder during the Beach Body Challenge orientation. (I have never won anything in my life until that week and I won two separate things!) Anyway, the shirt came yesterday. I requested a medium with high hopes of losing more weight. It fits! It could look a little better but it fits. I feel quite official now. Here’s the tee:

Pro-Farming Vegan Shirt

 

If you find yourself needing one of these just click the pic to go to the Bold Native website or check ‘em out on facebook @ https://www.facebook.com/pages/Bold-Native/162792945925?fref=ts

 

Cheers!

An Engagement Shoot

Hello Again!

Since I mentioned the little photo session with my brother and his lovely bride-to-be, I thought it only fair that I share some of those pictures. I am one who firmly believes that real, true love is not about excessive romance, flames of passion, and dramatic promises. It’s finding that person who compliments and completes you in ways you never even realized you need. It’s that person who makes you your very best self most of the time but stands by your side in you less-then-shining moments. I’ve found that in my dear husband and not my lil bro has surely found that in his dear bride. I give you D&D!

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Engagement Ring Photos {Way After The Wedding}

A couple of weeks ago I had the honor of taking engagement photos for my little brother (eek! I can’t believe he’s getting married!). Anyway, in prepping for the shoot I took some engagement ring pictures of my own ring. I never had pictures done of my rings done for engagement pics or during the wedding pictures. I’m still married. I still love my (family heirloom) ring. I can’t think of any good reason not to have some cutesy-personal pictures of it. Here they are just in case you need some ideas to take a few shots of your ring.golfring scrabbleringblog scrabbleringblog2

Cheers!

Gone Vegan!

I don’t usually like to tell people my plans. Or at least not specific plans and goals. Even the resolution post I did at the start of the goal was pushing it for me. This is the reason I have never stressed my dietary choices. For the past 2.5 years or so I have been a vegetarian off and on. I did great for the first 5-6 months. Then I started craving big ol’ chunks of animal protein. As it turned out I was pregnant so I just followed my body’s cues and ate meat. Not every day & not obsessively. But I guess I just thought it was my body telling me I wasn’t meeting my protein needs. I would do it differently today, but I have mostly gone at the whole veg thing solo, so that’s what I knew.

After pregnancy and breastfeeding for a few months I decided to switch back into gear. It was never, ever hard for me. I am not a person who (normally) craves meat. Before any interest in all this hippie-eatin’, I would go out to breakfast and order a big veggie omelet with hash browns. Apps included caprese or some bread with dipping oils. Dinner was pesto fettuccine  cheese enchiladas or veggie pasta. My comfort foods were carb and cheese with a splash of veg, so it wasn’t a lot of work. And really my version of vegetarian was more like pescatarian—that is I ate some minimal amounts of seafood.

And then I watched Vegucated. The documentary section of Netflix is by far my favorite. Seriously- check it out, you can learn anything! There are several that I watch on a somewhat regular basis. Vegucated may join that list. Although I hear Forks over Knives is pretty amazing too. So in Vegucated, the producer finds three strangers via Craigslist to commit to 6 weeks of a vegan diet and just to learn fully what being a vegan means. Of course there were struggles, tears, and improved health. All three are at least at vegetarian level today. I decided to start my own 6 weeks challenge that Sunday. That Sunday was 3 weeks and 3 days ago. And I LOVE it.

It’s not easy and it’s not like going vegetarian. There are foods I give a full up-and-down check out. ‘Member that whole thing about “carb and cheese”?… Yeah cheese is out. And carb is limited. Not for the popular carbs=devil reasons. It’s a lot more simple. Baked good often have milk, butter, and/or eggs. Soo… that means I usually have to pass. Luckily pasta is a-ok. Not egg pastas, but the rest. Just no real pesto (parmesan), alfredo, mac-n-chees,  or any other of those cupboard staples I loved to love. A funny thing happens when you cut out over half the food you are used to consuming. You have to pick new, acceptable choices. Preferably plant-based foods and not Oreos and Dr. Pepper (technically vegan). For me that’s meant that by noon most days I have consumed AT LEAST the 4-6 servings of fruit and veggies the FDA recommends for an entire day. No more blueberry bagel with cream cheese. Now I have oatmeal with stevia, fruit and almonds and a splash of coconut milk or a green smoothie (spinach + other on-hand fruit/veggies). A banana for a snack. Or maybe some baby carrots with hummus. Lunch is a salad or a wrap with salad-type fillings. I sautee veggies. I  bake kale into chips. I do really enjoy ALL of the food I am eating. I just linger at the shredded mozzarella in my fringe that would probably taste great sprinkled over the potato and leek soup or spinach wraps.

I am taking this time to makeover my entire eating habits. After the first couple of days there were no more Oreos and such. I ditched soda. No candy. No commercial peanut butter. I could probably cut my salt intake back… but eh, let’s not get carried away too quickly. In the first 2 weeks I lost 3 lbs. The weight’s not flying off, but that wasn’t the original point. Last week I joined my gym’s “Beach Body Challenge . Don’t judge. I didn’t name it. Anyway they shoved 35ish fatties in a room together and recorded our weights and body fat percentage. We will have weekly weigh-ins and prizes until the final weigh-in after 12 weeks complete with a $1000 prize. I suppose I should incorporate some sort of workout into the mix, but as of yet, nothing. This is already getting long and I am ‘bout ready for my beauty rest. I just wanted to catch you up to date since I am pretty sure this is gonna turn into a long-term lifelong life choice.

Cheers!