I am a terrible blogger…ah well. :)
First and foremost – weight loss surgery – OMG – DO IT. Even if you have 5 pounds to lose. (kidding) I am such an advocate now it is UNREAL. It has changed my life. Check out this update pic: holla!!
BUT – that is not why I am posting this morning. Holy cow – I discovered something in researching going more Keto, as the Paleo lifestyle I am following is great, but I love trying new things. Keto keeps popping up. Then someone in my office said “Oh and they drink ‘butter coffee’ – what is that about? Sounds gross.”
I thought to myself, “What IS that about?”
I love butter. My inner gigantic chick was like – OK, I’m in.
I was going to post – not just this pic I stole off of Pinterest-
…because – it does look exactly like that after you use an immersion blender – which is a MUST for butter coffee, but also the ins and outs of drinking butter coffee. But, I am on day friggin’ ONE of this. Let’s get real – what the hell do I really know? I started googling pages to see what I could type to make me sound more seasoned than I actually am – and found this blog. It is so good, they deserve the credit. I am not even going to pretend to know as much – or claim to write as well as they do!
So if you are on board with trying butter coffee, dude- I say go for it – goodness gracious – it is AMAZING – the only draw back is you want more than one. And well, at about 160 calories a cup, that can get bad fast. 🙂 Especially leading a bariatric life. I will say that I hadmy cup at 8:00 SHARP – and it is 10:15 AM now – and I am NOT hungry in teh LEAST. Nor have I even thought of lunch. Even with a partially removed stomach, I still think about when I get to eat again. Old habits die hard – maybe not now -eh?
In looking into this stuff, I found that “they” call it Bulletproof coffee – though I believe that is a brand name of a certain kind of mycotoxin-free coffee – a premier Chanel brand coffee bean blah blah -whatever. I am not THAT pure into this stuff. Coffee they brew in the kitchen is just fine with me. I don’t need to shell out $50 for coffee. Though, it did remind me of that dance song that was out a while back called “Bulletproof” by La Roux. Was she singing about this coffee? Perhaps.
You feel this happy and colorful while drinking it. Maybe she was ahead of her time?
Here is the blog. I think they sell stuff, too. Like mugs and shirts and stuff. Buy whatever she sells. I am all in on this site. I think she is great – and I dunno if there is more than one person – it seems like a friggin’ team is working over there. It is amazingly informative.
https://primalpotential.com/dos-and-donts-of-bulletproof-coffee/
Dude – GO!
Give Me a Brake
Oh boy. So I thought I could save almost $500 by doing my brakes myself on the Benz.
My friend bought the parts, and we have been working on it all night! It is a little different than working on a Camaro.
Combining his know how with my Googling skills, we might be able to pull this off!! 🙂 Good day! It started off very rocky and wary, but now it’s going like clockwork. After you get past the first rotor, you move a lot faster.
So far, with everything I’ll be saving $800. Not bad. Let’s hope I stop on the way home. If not, see you on the flip side. 😉
Weekend Warrior
Weekend is almost here. Ok, I’m not quite sure that means much to me since I’ve been “sick” with allergies all week and spent a whole 10 hours at the office this week. Funny how you still look forward to it.
I am glad they they at least started working on the boat. Being in Texas, you get a really long fishing/boating season. That I’m grateful for.
Not looking forward to breaking lunch plans with the Bob, but even with the Omnaris steroid nasal spray I’ve started, I’m a miserable allergic rhinitis anomaly. More later. 🙂
***cut to 5PM CST
Home
SMASH – DING DONG
Oh great- what has happened now? The boyfriend answers the door and goes outside. Allergies have me at a near halt, so I’m inside putting the flowers he had just bought me on his way home from work into water.
“B- come out here.”
When I go outside, I’m greeted with a driveway full of tinted tempered glass. The back window of my SUV lies lifeless on the ground. A small spray of rocks litter the road. A child from across the street seems stiff.
“What happened?” I ask the boy.
The little boy said “We were having a contest, and we accidentally broke your window.”
Now – I braced myself. Past behavior is the best predictor of future behavior, and the anger expressed by the boyfriend has been over reactive and irrational. (never physical, mind you- just explosive and verbally abusive. Something he has agreed to work on.)
At that point, my neutrality had to be so overbearing that it had to eclipse his building internal storm.
To the little boy I said, “Honey- do you know how honest you are being by admitting to this? That’s a great thing, and we will help tell your mommy it was an accident. Let’s walk to your friend’s house so he can be accountable, too.”
The friend had run home, scared. A normal reaction for a nine year old.
At that time the boyfriend waved me to go talk to the parent of the other boy. He grabbed a broom. Silence was all he expressed. This was a polar opposite from what would have normally transpired. I went over to him and asked him if he was ok. He said “you’re right, the kids are being honest, what will being mad accomplish – it won’t repair the window.”
I learned an extremely important lesson. Bracing for an expected behavior and lending myself to fear of what others’ reactions are may actually feed that behavior. When I took charge with calm authority, it seemed like I changed the direction of the emotional road. Taking a proactive approach to a situation changed the outcome.
Isn’t that the same with everything? We cannot predict or control the outcome, but we sure as hell can control OUR reactions. Again, it’s the accountability learned through recovery. Taking ownership of my emotions. Surrendering to the reality of my choosing to be with a mate who has an anger problem. Acceptance of how others may react and caring enough not about being right, but bring a calm guide to a different outcome may have changed the entire mood for my weekend.
Somewhere a recovery coach is thinking- “she’s finally put the solution words into actions.”
I’m telling you, having gone through what I have has taught me so much. Addiction is a two edged sword that if you choose to grab it by the handle, rather the the blade (because we are too impulsive and defiant,) you can control a lot of where it had taken you and what you take from it.
Cesar Milan teaches calm assertiveness. He’s on to something.
Daily Posting a Must
I promised I would blog daily to help me get this garbage out. Does helping someone else set up a blog count?
I hope. Hee hee.
OK – now I can get back to me. LOL I helped a good friend of mine start up blogging. I am so glad to have this new outlet. So many things to say but no words to connect yet. I feel like I have so much to get out – to input into this “cloud” – to release – from me- out out – away and maybe make room for something to actually grab hold of, rather than old memories and potentials. Since therapy started I have seen the most amazing turn around in the boyfriend. Night and day. It’s a nice change.
Bed beckons, but it is nice to be on here, venting to and being grateful for this cosmos of WordPress. It just got a little easier doing it with a friend. 🙂
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