There are a few new things in my fridge these days.
Rice and Almond milk to start with. A few months ago if you’d have suggested that I even taste either of these things I would probably have fallen on the floor and started flipping like a fish. They sounded creepy and very NOT-milk-like.
Over the course of the past few weeks, I’ve learned that “milk” or anything we use as a replacement for it, doesn’t have to come from a cow to be good. Really good, honestly. Almond milk on cereal or in my Trim Shake every morning is barely noticeable as something different at all. And Rice milk is sweeter and lighter than both cow’s or Almond. Here’s the big news…I actually love it. Love.
Oh, the maturity going on around here is incomprehensible.
Stand back, there’s more.
Now, while I realize that it doesn’t take maturity, per se, to have fruits and vegetables in your fridge, it does take a bit more foresight than I am used to using to go grocery shopping now.
Gone are the days when I just grabbed and threw in the cart whatever sounded great at the moment. Oh, I wasn’t terrible, but the occasional bag of Cheetoes and pack of cookies did manage to jump in now and then. Not so interested anymore.
Gone are the days when I planned to hit the ice cream aisle last so alllll my frozen confections wouldn’t melt on the way home. If I’m really “feelin’ it” (as the bald kid would say) I’ll just get an ice cream cone, when I’m out once in a while–no problem. I think I’ve only had one in the last few weeks. Slim & Sassy oil is magic I tell you.
Gone are the days when I planned what I was going to eat in the car on the way home so no one would ever know what decadent choices I had made. The thought never even goes through my mind anymore. I swear.
And lastly, but not such a big change–is that we are buying whole wheat bread, nothing new– that only has like 4-5 ingredients–also, nothing new. But what is new, is that when I eat a slice of this lovely bread, I swear to you that it tastes like cake. I’m thinking that it might have something to do with the fact that I’m not actually eating cake these days…well, not like I was before…you know, with like…umm…wild abandon. If I want a piece of cake with my weekly free meal then, groovy. I have one. But now it’s a choice that I can make if I want to, or let go if I want to.
Realizing that, makes it easier to actually…let go.
Ooooh, it’s happening, it’s happening! I’m getting a leaner, healthier mindset.
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