You know those days where you wake up and the air in the room is so cold that you really don't want to throw back the covers and get out of bed? It's actually been that cold in Michigan for the past few days. I turned on our furnace, but I am trying my best not to turn the heat up high, because it's only the beginning of October!
This morning, I was SO comfy in bed under my electric blanket, that the last thing I wanted to do was get out of bed. I was up early enough that I had time to take a shower before waking the kids, so I basically went from electric blanket to hot shower in one motion. Then I dressed in jeans and a sweater.
It was kind of a hectic morning. I saw a couple of bits and pieces of The Doctors yesterday (or was it Dr. Oz?), and one thing that stood out was that people who wait longer than one hour after waking to eat breakfast are 50% more likely to be obese. That was shocking to me! I rarely eat within an hour of waking--usually it's about two hours after I wake up.
I like to be able to sit and relax with my breakfast, while I read e-mail or blog comments. This means waiting until after I put the kids on the bus, because there is no way I can sit and relax over e-mail while getting my kids ready for school.
Anyway, after seeing that little clip of the show, I decided to try and eat breakfast within that hour window. I got out of bed at 6:10, and after my shower, got the kids up and dressed. I cooked them breakfast (Noah requested eggs, because he had MEAP testing today, and his teacher told the class to eat a high-protein breakfast); and after all was said and done, it was 7:15 before I started making my own breakfast. Not exactly an hour or less, but a little sooner than I normally would have eaten (8:00).
I have no idea how much truth there is to the relation between what time you eat breakfast and obesity, but I've heard similar stats before--so it can't hurt. Maybe I'll try getting up and eating before waking the kids tomorrow.
Speaking of breakfast, I've tried the Pumpkin Spice Bagel Thins, and wasn't a big fan. It's not the flavor, it's the bagel thin itself. I love bagels! But these are not at all comparable to a bagel. They weren't terrible by any means, but I don't think I would buy them again. I looked for the Laughing Cow cinnamon cream cheese spread that some people mentioned, but couldn't find it. So I made my own spread by combining 2 Tbsp fat free cream cheese + 1 tsp. sugar + 1/4 tsp. pumpkin pie spice. The spread was good!
My library book finally became available today:
The problem with being on a hold list at the library for so long is that I completely forgot what the first book (Divergent) was about.
Something very strange happened about six weeks ago. I suddenly was completely turned off to ice. I've had an ice-chewing addiction for YEARS. I've written about this before. I would chew ice all day long, and when I wasn't chewing it, I was thinking about it. I constantly walked back and fourth to the freezer for an ice cube. (And because someone is bound to ask, the answer is no--I am not deficient in iron. My doctor checks this every year specifically because of the ice chewing). It was just a compulsive habit.
Anyway, out of nowhere about six weeks ago, I just stopped chewing ice. I even found myself dumping ice out of my glass after a drink instead of chewing it (unheard of for me). And even the thought of chewing ice makes me cringe.
This is a good thing! I always wanted to give up the habit, because I knew it had to be bad for my teeth. And I know the noise is annoying to people around me (although Jerry never complained). It's just so strange that I quit so easily, and without even trying. Maybe grapes have some sort of vitamin that I was lacking ;) I've certainly been eating my share of grapes.
My friend Sarah from Arizona is in Michigan for a visit, and she's coming over tonight with her brand new baby. I'm so excited to see him! (Her too, of course). This is probably the closest I will ever come to being an aunt, and that's what this feels like for me. Sarah and I were practically sisters while we were growing up. We were born three days apart, we lived just two houses apart, we were best friends all through school, roommates in college, and the maid of honor in each others' wedding. She got married last October, and then pregnant almost right away. I just wished she lived in Michigan! Anyway, I'm looking forward to visiting with her tonight :)
This morning, I was SO comfy in bed under my electric blanket, that the last thing I wanted to do was get out of bed. I was up early enough that I had time to take a shower before waking the kids, so I basically went from electric blanket to hot shower in one motion. Then I dressed in jeans and a sweater.
It was kind of a hectic morning. I saw a couple of bits and pieces of The Doctors yesterday (or was it Dr. Oz?), and one thing that stood out was that people who wait longer than one hour after waking to eat breakfast are 50% more likely to be obese. That was shocking to me! I rarely eat within an hour of waking--usually it's about two hours after I wake up.
I like to be able to sit and relax with my breakfast, while I read e-mail or blog comments. This means waiting until after I put the kids on the bus, because there is no way I can sit and relax over e-mail while getting my kids ready for school.
Anyway, after seeing that little clip of the show, I decided to try and eat breakfast within that hour window. I got out of bed at 6:10, and after my shower, got the kids up and dressed. I cooked them breakfast (Noah requested eggs, because he had MEAP testing today, and his teacher told the class to eat a high-protein breakfast); and after all was said and done, it was 7:15 before I started making my own breakfast. Not exactly an hour or less, but a little sooner than I normally would have eaten (8:00).
I have no idea how much truth there is to the relation between what time you eat breakfast and obesity, but I've heard similar stats before--so it can't hurt. Maybe I'll try getting up and eating before waking the kids tomorrow.
Speaking of breakfast, I've tried the Pumpkin Spice Bagel Thins, and wasn't a big fan. It's not the flavor, it's the bagel thin itself. I love bagels! But these are not at all comparable to a bagel. They weren't terrible by any means, but I don't think I would buy them again. I looked for the Laughing Cow cinnamon cream cheese spread that some people mentioned, but couldn't find it. So I made my own spread by combining 2 Tbsp fat free cream cheese + 1 tsp. sugar + 1/4 tsp. pumpkin pie spice. The spread was good!
My library book finally became available today:
The problem with being on a hold list at the library for so long is that I completely forgot what the first book (Divergent) was about.
Something very strange happened about six weeks ago. I suddenly was completely turned off to ice. I've had an ice-chewing addiction for YEARS. I've written about this before. I would chew ice all day long, and when I wasn't chewing it, I was thinking about it. I constantly walked back and fourth to the freezer for an ice cube. (And because someone is bound to ask, the answer is no--I am not deficient in iron. My doctor checks this every year specifically because of the ice chewing). It was just a compulsive habit.
Anyway, out of nowhere about six weeks ago, I just stopped chewing ice. I even found myself dumping ice out of my glass after a drink instead of chewing it (unheard of for me). And even the thought of chewing ice makes me cringe.
This is a good thing! I always wanted to give up the habit, because I knew it had to be bad for my teeth. And I know the noise is annoying to people around me (although Jerry never complained). It's just so strange that I quit so easily, and without even trying. Maybe grapes have some sort of vitamin that I was lacking ;) I've certainly been eating my share of grapes.
My friend Sarah from Arizona is in Michigan for a visit, and she's coming over tonight with her brand new baby. I'm so excited to see him! (Her too, of course). This is probably the closest I will ever come to being an aunt, and that's what this feels like for me. Sarah and I were practically sisters while we were growing up. We were born three days apart, we lived just two houses apart, we were best friends all through school, roommates in college, and the maid of honor in each others' wedding. She got married last October, and then pregnant almost right away. I just wished she lived in Michigan! Anyway, I'm looking forward to visiting with her tonight :)
