Archive for December, 2008

I can’t even sum up the will to put this in all caps.

December 20, 2008

So, that roommate trouble I was having? I thought it was all okay, but apparently she was really just bottling it up until she exploded at me a few hours ago. The smell of my cooking, especially the garlic, onions, and spices, is making her sick, she says. She can always smell it, it’s on her clothes, it’s making her have to use her inhaler more than ever before (which seems suspect to me, but whatever), etc. She even brought up one of us moving out, although she doesn’t think she should have to, because she was here first. (I think that I shouldn’t have to move out either, but I digress.) But if we both stay, she doesn’t think it’s “fair” that she should have to feel sick all the time, and that I need to stop cooking ethnic food and stick to, in her words, “mainstream” food. (I won’t EVEN get into the fact that when I mentioned that none of my friends could smell anything, she threw back that maybe we were used to it, being engineers and around Indian and Asian people every day. Nothing racist and prejudiced about that, NOT AT ALL NO SIR OMG.) I’d like to just laugh, shake my head at her, and continue cooking the way I have been, but I’d really rather not be, like, killed in my sleep or something.

So. Does anyone have any suggestions or recipes for me that don’t include onions, garlic, or pretty much any spice?


Number of the Day

December 4, 2008

199.6:  The number on my scale this morning.

It’s not much under 200, and might be gone by tomorrow.  But after the semester month week day I’m having?  I’ll take it.

I am, however, getting tired of Campbell’s soup for lunch.  I either need to get up early enough to make a sandwich, or find something I can just grab out of the fridge and bring with me.  If, of course, I have enough time this weekend to cook.

Positive Thinking

December 3, 2008

I had another meeting with my school’s nutritionist a few days ago, and when I mentioned that I had lost weight since our first appointment, she said that I did look thinner to her.  I’m glad she told me, because I can’t really tell.  When you see yourself in the mirror every day, it’s hard to notice those slight changes that stand out to a person who only sees you once a month.

It can be hard sometimes, too, when people tell you things that you can’t see.  But I can’t let that stop me—I’ve got to look at the things I do notice.  Like the fact that when my Mom and I went shopping after Thanksgiving, the clothes below my usual size were fitting better than they normally do.  And the scale—I’ve lost almost twenty pounds since August.  That’s almost ten percent of my weight.  No matter whether I can see it or not, that’s a big accomplishment, and I shouldn’t forget it.