Note to Self:

NOTE TO SELF: Just because you have extra calories left over for the day, does NOT mean you need to eat them all…


Now that I am home from vacation, summer is drawing to a close, I’m trying to get back on track, I need this reminder every once in awhile. I’m back to paying attention to portion control and staying in my calorie range every day. So why do I self-sabotage and eat MORE calories than I need?

Sometimes we all need that reminder….(NOTE TO SELF: in order to lose weight, we must create a DEFICIT of calories. So stop eating the “extra” calories earned!)

In the same vein, that message is hard to tell myself when I am FAMISHED. Seriously, stomach growling, gurgling, nauseated hunger. I hate that! That’s how I’ve felt this week. My food choices have been very healthy! Lots of fruits and veggies as snacks; I’ve been guzzling water like mad; we haven’t been eating out. Good choices.

So why am I so stinking hungry? I’m guessing it’s the weather change. And I felt it Wednesday morning when I got on the bike at 7am to ride to work. 55 degrees. I was FREEEEEZING.

Which sounds like a big, fat whine compared to Lori at Finding Radiance….her first “fall” ride was 36 degrees. Brrrr. Okay, so maybe my 55 degrees wasn’t that chilly; it sure felt that way, though, so I biked a little bit faster than I should have just to warm up my shivering body.



Despite being freezing (I should have worn more layers) and grumbling as I got up earlier than normal to hit the road, I was glad I did it. Biking to work is the best way to start the day. I am refreshed and energized and happy! The ride home was a little more comfortable:


While the ride home was warmer and nicer, my knee was bugging me and my back felt really tight. So all in all the ride home was “meh” and sadly, it might be my last right to work. The weather here in Oregon is getting “iffy” and inconsistent. I’m just not gonna ride in the rain!

In other news: Michael and I are serious about a dog now. I have a few feelers out and have been chatting with two different foster moms about the dogs. No news yet and no idea if we’ll get a chance to meet the dogs. I told Fat Kitty we might be getting a puppy and this was his reaction:

He’s not enthused. I know it will be a BIG change for the kitties. I have many, many reservations about getting a dog. Will the cats be miserable? Will they start acting out? Will the three of them get along or just cause me stress and anxiety? Like I said, no news yet and I’m trying NOT to fall in love with the pictures and video clips the foster moms are sending me of the dogs….!

It’s hard.

Note to self: be patient.


I’ve been posting so much about puppies lately, I think it’s time to share some kitties. Below is Maya. You don’t see her much on the blog because she’s a scaredy-cat and hides a lot. She’s very skittish and flees when people enter the room she’s in. She’s silly. I wish she was more affectionate because she’s such a small and gentle cat.


And then of course there is Fat Kitty. He’s always around. When I watch TV, this is what it means:



Two different days and pretty much the same view for me. No complaints here! It’s awesome. The cats are doing good. I recently got them one of those bubbling cat water fountains. Supposedly it’s supposed to entice them to drink more water. I put it together over the weekend and it took about three days before they finally drank from it. I think they were scared of it. Fat Kitty stalked the water fountain and then would look at the bubbling water, then look at me, then back at the water. Finally they drank from it! So there you go, an update from the fur-babies in my house.

The other night I met my friend Sam for dinner at Tarboush. It’s a Lebanese restaurant I’ve wanted to try for years and just never got around to it. The place is on SE Hawthorne, a very popular place to visit in Portland, in an old Victorian house. There’s also a ton of vegan, dairy-free and gluten-free options marked on the menu.

Sam started with the TarBoush Blood Simple drink. It was a bunch of ingredients I’d never heard of (Fernet-Branca, Canton Ginger Liqueur, lemon & lime juice, and Pomegranate Grenadine) but it was tasty–sweet and tart at the same time.


I got a glass of Lebanese white wine (Masaya Vin Blanc), it was like a dry pinot gris with a hint of pears. I liked my wine a lot. I asked the waiter (who was super nice and attentive) for advice because I didn’t recognize any of the Lebanese wines. This was a good choice.


Sam and I shared a happy hour appetizer of “Foul Mouddamas,” it was fava beans cooked with garlic, lemon juice and olive oil. It was really tasty. I ordered the Lamb Shawarma Plate. I almost always order lamb when I go to Middle Eastern restaurants because it’s not something I ever cook at home. It was so good! I ended up eating a little more than I should have. It came with basmati rice and tahini sauce.


After eating a little too much, I took the rest for leftovers. The next day I had a salad for lunch and topped it with some of the lamb. After dinner Sam and I wanted to continue our chatting because we were having so much fun so we went for a walk on Hawthorne. It was such a nice evening and it almost felt like summer–a warm night that was still light out at 7pm. We ended up at Cup and Saucer where I drank too much peppermint tea and ate some coffeecake.


Don’t be fooled by the picture, the coffeecake was huge. It was a cream cheese coffeecake and they warmed it up before serving it. The crunchy, sugary topping was the best. I asked for a box immediately and cut the cake in half so I wouldn’t eat the whole thing!

Before I knew it, it was 9pm and I was getting sleepy. When I got home Fat Kitty was anxiously awaiting my return from the front window, saw my car and then raced to the kitchen where he flopped onto his back with his legs in the air. This is what I come home to every day: the “come scratch my belly” pose! It makes me so happy. 🙂

Have a great weekend guys!