DH and I were having a conversation at dinner tonight. Basically about some drama, or more appropriately, Frama going on in some of the lives around us. He commented that men just don't get into those things, that it's gotta be the hormones. I then asked well, why am I different? He referred me back to the conversation with the endocrinologist- in the fatty tissue (like the excess around my middle), the weak estrogens convert to male hormone. So, according to DH, I am somewhat blessed.... ? Ok, whatever, I think I'll stick with the program for now. ;)
Dinner tonight surprised even me. I made the family a childhood favorite- kind of a mock tamale pie, but with ground turkey. I had no clue what I'd do for me...so, I sauteed up some onions and ground turkey. Reached for the garlic and wondered to myself if I could possibly cook without garlic (or the Johnny's Garlic seasoning), so I did. I threw in some oregano. Saw the balsamic and put some in. Then thought of the worteshire (I so can't spell this) sauce. It smelled awesome but lacked a little in flavor...got a little happier with that last ingredient and then pulled out one of the bbq rubs. Oh yeah! It was a little zippy, but still really good. Then, I had a spinach salad on the side with cucumbers.
So, I weigh in tomorrow...I can't wait. :D
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maybe if you're ever in tacoma, we can go to the real johnny's! it's seriously 10 minutes from our house! gotta love their seasonings! we actually went there the saturday before owen was born.
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