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A Week’s Meal Plan

Published July 19, 2016 by lynn k scott

I am a working mother, wife, and an all around domestic goddess.  Ok, that last title is normally reserved for the weekend routine, but hey, I like the way it sounds, and quite frankly, I rock that title!

Being the only cook in the family, I am the one to come up with dinner ideas, making sure they are gluten-free and that my family, who are just a tad stuck in their dinner ways, will actually consume what is made.

I popped into the grocery store last night after work.  Ok, so I drove there and walked in, but “popped” sounds so much cuter, not to mention fun.  I wasn’t planning on spending much, and only went a tad over what I anticipated (go me!).

My daughter was with me, and as we were walking up and down the aisles, she said, “hey Mom…how about breakfast for dinner”.  Seeing as I would be starting dinner around 6:00 p.m., I thought that was a great idea.  So we had eggs, hashbrowns, bacon and toast.  Easy-peasy and I could crash early, seeing how I started my day at 3:00 a.m.

Then I caught a few sales and decided to buy the rest of the week’s meals

  • Monday:  Eggs and Bacon
  • Tuesday:  Tacos and Spanish Rice
  • Wednesday:  Grilled Pork Chops and Baked Potatoes with sauteed green beans and carrots
  • Thursday:  Baked chicken wings; half will be coated in wing sauce.  Served with rice.
  • Friday:  Grilled Tri-Tip and Scalloped Potatoes and corn on the cob.

Now all of these meals are homemade.  I don’t buy premade dishes, for the most part, esp. not at dinner.  As we will be home before 5 on Friday, I saved the longest prep dish for that day.  The homemade scalloped potatoes take a couple hours to prep and cook, but are so worth it.

It’s also nice to know how to plan different aspects my week, knowing how long dinner will take to make and clean up.  I am so pleased with myself, I need to make this a habit instead of a just picking a few meals for the week and winging the rest of the dinners we will need.

In just 3 years….

Published July 17, 2016 by lynn k scott

If you have a Facebook account, you might be familiar with a semi-new feature called, “On this day”.  It allows you to look back on your posts that you made that day, from years ago. Some days, the memories are ones I don’t care to remember.  Others are one that I can’t believe I had forgotten or immediately bring a smile to my face.

Since 2012-2013, when I discovered I had Celiac’s Disease, during one of the hardest times in my life, losing my sister and mother within a year of each other, I started undergoing a body transformation.

Can I pinpoint exactly what has caused the weight-loss I experienced?  No.  There’s been a combination and I to say which one has done more is virtually impossible.  Obviously, having to change my diet to a gluten-free one was a factor.  Having a stress-level, that probably reach an unhealthy level was another.  Then there were the days and weeks that I was accidentally “glutened” or just didn’t care and ate food that would hurt me.  My body responded appropriately and emptied my system (rather violently at times) and/or caused great pain to remind me that I can’t do that.  Eating healthier, giving up soda, becoming addicted, and competitive, on with my basic FitBit, drinking more water has all played a factor in my weight loss.

So what does this have to do with Facebook?  On July 6, 2016, I had “memories” to look back on and there was one from 2013.  I couldn’t believe looking at the picture how much I had changed.  Ironically, that morning, I had my daughter take a full body pic of me (almost never do this).  I had her do it because I liked the comfy outfit I was wearing and the jeans now another size smaller.

I decided to put the two pictures side by side.  I was blown away.  So much so, I shared it with my Facebook friends.  Those who know me, know I don’t share many pictures of myself, esp. full body ones.  Even my eldest child, who loves to give me grief and isn’t known for compliments, gave me credit for my dramatic change.  I didn’t spend money I didn’t have on a gym, diet pills, or even increase my exercise level dramatically.  I walked a bit more and watched what I was eating.  Ok, I had to watch what I was eating because of the Celiacs, but it was still an opportunity to evaluate my food and beverage choices.  I occasionally will have a soda from time to time or on a bad day, eat half a tub of ice cream, but I still am dropping the weight because I choose to make a conscious effort.

I never thought I would lose as much weight as I have; over 40 pounds.  It’s staying off because it’s been gradual.  Slow and steady wins the weight-loss race.

 

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Walgreen’s Policy

Published April 15, 2016 by lynn k scott

Walgreen’s is a local drug store.  Personally, I’ve been to better, but that’s for another time.  Recently, I had my doctor send a prescription to the Walgreen’s pharmacy, which is less than a mile from my house.  I can honestly say, I won’t be making that mistake again.

I gave in and went to my doctor last week.  If you follow my blog, you know how I am not a fan of visiting those in the medical community.  However, the pain in my stomach, the vomiting, the wanting to die persuaded me to make an appointment.

It’s not bad enough I deal with Celiac’s Disease on a daily basis.  I had an idea what was wrong with me, upon entering the doctor’s office for this new issue that had been plaguing my stomach.  Sure enough, the doctor confirmed it….an ulcer.

He started me on some medicine to let my stomach heal.  My doctor’s office is about 30 minutes from my home; close to work though.  You would think my prescription would be ready by the time I reached the pharmacy.  Silly you…of course it wasn’t!

Naturally, why fill a prescription when you can wait for the patient to come in and ask for it and then begin filling it.  Who cares about wasting other people’s time, right?

The prescription finally comes up and again, silly me, I look to the board that say it’s ready.  My phone is ringing…who could it be?  Why, Walgreens, of course!  Their automated system was telling me my medicine is now ready.  Funny, the waiting room board was still blank.  Obviously, a good investment for the store.

When I arrived, there wasn’t a line.  Naturally, when I need to pay for my medicine, there is.  I try the kiosk to pick up my medicine.  That would be too easy.  It let me get all the way to where I pay for it and stopped me.  I had to speak to someone.  Damn!  Now, back in line I go.

After waiting another 15 minutes, the tech couldn’t find my prescription.  It was sitting within an arms reach of her register (but out of my vision).  I pay for it, I sign for it, it’s now mine.  Uh uh uh!  New policy.  I must be offered a consultation.  Really?  I thought I was in charge of whether or not I spoke to the pharmacist.

The tech takes off to go get the pharmacist.  I am very vocal at this point that I do not need or want a consultation.  I take my bag from the pharmacist and leave.

After speaking with the store manager, a lowly tech, isn’t qualified to hear the words, “I don’t want a consult”.  The one and only pharmacist, who now is constantly interrupted to make sure this consult option is offered, must stop filling prescriptions to deal with customers.

I let the manager know, there’s one slight problem with their corporate policy; it violates my rights to my medication.  Before you go defending this slower than molasses pharmacy, hear me out.

If their policy is to make sure everyone receives or waives their consult, it needs to be done PRIOR to the customer signing and paying for their medication.  Their “in-house” policy does not trump my right to my medication, that is now mine once it’s been paid and signed for.  They failed to realize this and I made it very clear they have lost my business.  I’m sorry, in this case, the customer was right.  They wasted enough of my time and I wasn’t standing quietly by while they imposed their policy on me, which was declined several times.

CVS is a much better pharmacy and drug store.  Walgreens may be good, in some city, but the two locations, in two cities that I have lived, they are the most inefficient locations of the company.  Just know your rights and make sure you pay after declining.

Checking In

Published March 1, 2016 by lynn k scott

Since quarter to four on a still dark morning, and I have been awake since 2:30, why not check in with everyone?

I do have to get up for work in a couple hours, but I will be going in a bit late.  Need to stop off at the dentist for an emergency visit.  Seems my chipped tooth has created quite the infection.  Yesterday I could have been auditioning for a squirrel gathering nuts in its cheek. 

My face was so swollen, I looked deformed and my coworkers felt bad for me.  I can’t say enough for the two little capsules of penicillin I found while searching my medicine for something to relieve the pain. 

I know, I know, shouldn’t take left over meds, could cause the antibiotics not to work in the future.  Desperate times, my friends.  At least my cheek is now a bit swollen, I was able to sleep without an ice pack on and off my face all night and the pain has been greatly reduced. 

I still hate the dentist, but at least now this problem has a resolution in sight.  More antibiotics should be forthcoming, then we can crown or pull this tooth.

There is a bright side.  Since I had to wait for an appointment, got to love managed dental care, the liquid diet has helped me shed a few pounds.  Gotta look for the positive, right?

I will be back to writing more soon.  Just wanted to check in since I was able to have a coherent thought.

My friend’s son

Published February 12, 2016 by lynn k scott

One of my daughter’s Godmothers, has two boys, ages 5 and 7.  I am always getting updates on the 5 year old and the status of her ever-greying hair.

This morning, she shares a conversation that her 5-year old initiated.

Son:  “Mom.  When my ‘totoy’ get big, it’s showing off its muscles”.

Now, I’m not going to go into the scientific definition of ‘totoy’.  Just know that it’s a male appendage, just south of the torso.

His mom, my friend, had no response other than almost dying.  I, on the other hand, busted out laughing, almost hysterically.

You have to appreciate how kids think and then choose to express themselves.  Their perspective is completely original and they aren’t shy about sharing.

Thank you to whomever created hair dye.  The moms of the world appreciate you!

Clueless

Published February 12, 2016 by lynn k scott

The last few days I have been recovering from a Celiac attack.  Nope, I didn’t even eat anything I wasn’t supposed to.  This was the first time, I’ve had a major attack that was caused by stress.  It took me a couple days, as I was finally recovering, to piece it all together.

My ex-husband is up to his same old tricks.  I, of course, legally get copies of his nonsense (long story).  I know I have come so far from the shell of the battered woman, that left New York, via Greyhound, at 5:00 a.m., almost nineteen years ago.

Yet, reading slanderous lies, defaming accusations and making himself out to have changed, slammed by stress level so hard, you’d have thought it was a Nascar vehicle hitting a wall at top speed.

Reading how that monster is accusing me of stalking him because I stated relevant facts or that he isn’t the same person he was 20 years ago, made my stomach crawl.  Beating a women in the face with a brick for $50 (less than a decade ago), having your ex-fiancee putting a restraining order out on you, stealing your kids paychecks and giving them an allowance from that; nope, not the same man he was 20 years ago…WORSE!  I correct my legal name (removing his) and he took the opportunity to add his name in parentheses every time he wrote my name (real mature there).

I’ve spent days in agony because of this attack.  I know his lies aren’t real yet they cut me to the bone as if I was being gutted like a deer by a hunter.  My life was put on hold because of an illness I can’t control.

Almost two decades later, he thinks he’s been wronged.  He lost control of me (his perception) and he has vowed to ruin me financially.  While the physical abuse may have stopped, he’s quite adept in mental abuse.  He’s truly clueless; as are most abusers who see nothing wrong with their actions.

I accept this is my cross to bear for the next year and a half.  I just wish some of the pain would diminish.  I’ve moved on; sadly, he hasn’t.

Locked Out

Published January 26, 2016 by lynn k scott

Nothing tops off a challenging day like trying to leave work and the key fob is dead. I couldn’t get into my car. Crap!  I had to call my husband because he showed me once, months ago, how to bypass the key fob.  Oh right…I should have remembered.  Damn, there goes the alarm.  A very loud, attention-getting alarm.

One of the dispatchers came over to help. Then a driver came to lend a hand.  The dispatcher suggests putting the key, which is in the fob for emergencies, in the door.  I know I’m kinda car stupid, but that won’t work.  This car had doors that looked shaved, so there is no key or code entry on them.

We finally found the secret-squirrel access.  My husband sucks at giving step-by step directions.  Saying, “now look on the top” can mean so many part in the trunk.  We didn’t look where he originally tried to explain where the latch was.  Alarm resounds. Woo hoo that’s twice. So obnoxious is my alarm.

Dispatcher opens fob, wipes something off and I can use it again. Need to replace FOB battery ASAP.

Want an anti-theft car?  Caddies are the way to go apparently. It even gives you a message when you finally start it…

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