You know, I've heard about muscle memory. When you train in an athletic , your muscles become used to performing specific motions in order. That's why you hear about athletic trainers changing up routines to wake up your muscles (shout out to you, Steve, our workout role model!) I know that the stomach is not a muscle, but I swear that not only does it have a memory, it's got definite opinions.
We went to a picnic with some co-workers from John's last stationing, Knob Noster, Missouri. (Look it up, it exists.) We encountered a common problem at picnics: what to eat. We took a vegetable tray and set it next to the cheesy potatoes with potato chips on top, the greasy barbecue brisket, the chocolate cake, the cookies. Oh, and the fruit plate. So Nicky ate fruit. I made a mistake. I had a bratwurst. It had been a long time and that was all I ate. And then it sat like a lump in my stomach. Just sat. A big congealed lump of fat. Ewwwwww. Never. Again.
Dinner tonight was spaghetti pie with cauliflower. Spaghetti in a tomato sauce and absolutely covered in gooey cheese. (Arggghhh, cheeeeeeesssseeee) I ate dinner and my stomach was happily full. No lumps sitting in there for hours. I think the phrase "you are what you eat" definitely applies to bratwurt.
Okay, a slight case of hysterical laughter today. We're renting a 10 foot truck to take some stuff down to NC. In the military, if you move things yourself, you weigh what you move and get reimbursed for it. So I've been packing lots of boxes full of books so we can move the heavy, easily boxed items. I got a call from the truck company today. They don't have any 10 foot trucks so they're upgrading us to a 16 foot at no additional charge. My immediate response was hysterical giggling and saying "I haven't packed enough for a 16 foot truck". She actually understood and said it's common at this point to go a little crazy. So now we're looking around the house for things to put in the truck. Now, not for weight but just to keep things from sliding around! But on a good note, the bigger truck has a ramp which will be useful with all the boxes of books!
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Spaghetti pie with cauliflower is one of my favorites,I have learned to savor every bite.
ReplyDeleteIt's so rich and tasty and leaves me satisfied.
I hope they are also paying for any addition fuel to transport the larger vehicle. I guess you could always hit a few yard sales on the way down:)