Eating Keto Is So Hard……Not!

Had a sad and melancholy day, and don’t feel much like cooking. Without going into why I’m melancholy, we’ll focus on how I managed to have a nice dinner without really any effort at all.

Open freezer, and what are my choices? We’ve got those frozen Cordon Bleu things, which are ok, but I’m really not in the mood. Some flash frozen chicken tenders, but really, seems like I had chicken for lunch (like every day, but whatever), some of those little stuffed Wontons we found at Costco, and Register sausage.

Sausage it is, warm up in the skillet while I rummage around for something to go with it. We have some left over. Outage cheese from the lasagne I made yesterday, so that’s good. Also some mini apples. And lucky us, the avocados I bought on Friday, are perfect for eating now.

Look how easy that was! Not sure how many carbs are in a teeny tiny apple, but not much! Mission accomplished!

A Renaissance Woman?

I got a lovely compliment the other day, when I was told that I was a Renaissance Woman.  She said, you bake and decorate, you are an artist, a mother, even a scientist!  I laughed it off, but after thinking about it for a minute, I realized that there are a lot of things I can do fairly well.  I’m not sure if being a nurse, even a nurse practitioner qualifies me as a scientist, but I think for today, we’ll role with it.

It’s actually not very funny when you realize that society and family demands require us to be “Renaissance Women”.  Think about it, how many different incarnations of you are there?  As for myself, my very minor list of accomplishments includes making my own wedding dress (ok, so it didn’t have seed pearls, but it did have embroidery and lace) all the way up to making my children’s wedding cakes.  I’ve been a life guard, taught swim lessons, acted as swim coach, played secretary for a few years, full time chief cook & bottle washer, La Leche League Leader, Booster Club president, Cake Decorator supreme, a labor & delivery nurse and now I work as a nurse practitioner. In this day and age, it’s almost a requirement that we do it all. I certainly can’t afford to hire someone to do everything that needs to be done, so I have to do it myself, whether that’s painting the front room, planting strawberries, nursing the baby, or helping dress and bathe my elderly, forgetful older relatives.

Time to pat myself on the back and realize all the things I can do well, and try to focus less on my imperfections.