A few weeks ago I wrote about my (at the time) bold move to donate a large pile of clothing that no longer fit for various reasons. I felt empowered after deciding to rid my closet of my body shaming demons; holding on to pants no longer working for my body encouraged negative thinking. In many ways my boldness worked, but it was not a cure. I held on to one pair or shorts, a favorite pair I bought at a consignment store last summer (perfect length, and already worn-in softness). I kept hoping the button would easily come together as I remembered, but guess what? It still doesn't.
I am notorious for over booking myself. I say "yes" to just about everything because I truly enjoy staying engaged in my community and seeing my friends, but sometimes this means I don't get a single night to just go home after work. This coming week is one of those weeks, which means simple recipes will be key in making sure dinners happen.
Back in October I wrote about my thoughts on sugar. I outlined a complex and often hypocritical view point, which I still believe, but have been thinking about a lot today. Let me back up a bit. I've struggled for years with emotional eating and binging (read about my journey here). Once I finally excepted this reality I began working toward a more balanced life, so that most days I now feel "recovered". However, I still have moments where I abruptly swerve off the road. Today was one of those days. For any number of reasons which I have yet to unpack, I dove head first into chocolate chip cookies and ice cream this afternoon. I felt out of control and unable to connect my brain to my body.
I recognize progress because my brain reconnected much earlier than in years past; I am ending the day feeling only a little yucky, but the guilt and feelings of failure remain. On my way home my thoughts turned back to sugar in an attempt to explain what happened. In a world constantly bombarding us with "eat this, not that" messaging, how do we escape the guilt? Is it really so bad to eat an ice cream sundae on a Tuesday afternoon? I still don't have the answers, but I'm hoping my original thoughts guide me to a peaceful night's sleep.
Holidays create stress (at least for me), but they also create the perfect excuse to revisit your favorite festive foods. This past week we celebrated Purim, the Jewish holiday where we hear the Book of Esther. For some reason, Purim maintains a lesser status on the Jewish calendar, but you would never know this by the number of people who celebrate. Who doesn't love a holiday with costumes, festivals, drinking, and food? Each year I fully intend on breaking out my baking skills, but often lose track of time, so this year I was determined to do Purim right and make some hamantaschen cookies.
Sometimes I just get tired of my go-to dinners, which gives my the perfect opportunity to try the delicious sounding recipes piling up on my Pinterest board. Instead of my traditional recipe review format, I want to share the three new recipes I tested this past week (plus a plug for the one go-to dinner I'm not tired of).
Walking enthusiast, and kitchen experimenter currently living out my dream in Mexico City, Mexico.
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