I am thankful. Looking at the women in my family, I don’t know how I arrive at my pregnant silhouette. 36 weeks and 10 kgs heavier, my weight gain is largely concentrated in my protruding belly. Yeah, okay, my hip, ass and cheeks are widening as well, as my husband likes to pinch them whenever I ask “do you think I ate too much?” So I’m not complaining. But what is getting me is how big my tummy is. It’s driving me CRAAAAAAAAAAZZY. Do you know how difficult it is to save that piece of chocolate on the floor from the 5-second rule??? I couldn’t roll myself off the sofa, I couldn’t tie my shoelace and whenever I thought, yeah I can unplug the phone charger, I realize I can’t even reach the socket with bended knees! How frustrating! Though to be fair, I need to mention the benefit too. The best thing about my belly is that I have a larger body surface to catch food crumbles for after snack that’s kinda nice (H would cover his eyes whenever I have Homer moments like this).
So I really can’t wait to get back in shape. Not shape shape like supermodels quick, but just getting back to my old life where I can climb the stairs without huffing and puffing, where I can get out of my red reading chair, where I can paint my toe nails again without straining any muscles. That and wear some nice clothes too. My clothes, not H’s that don’t even cover my belly.
So this morning, I woke up determined to get my body back. I went to the market and spent some good money on fresh vegetables. I huffed and puffed and lugged the bags home. I made this for lunch. Spring is here so let’s get blooming. (more…)
It has been really hot, at times hitting 35 C. I don’t know how the kids can find the energy to run around and play. I just want to lie down and melt. Even the grass is really warm and so is my picnic mat. I live near the forest, my complex has lots of big trees, which supposedly make the area cooler than in the city but truthfully? It doesn’t feel any different. It’s just HOT.
So when I come home, I want to eat something cooling, something light, something quick, because I’m fainting. And fattoush has been the answer for me. It is especially nice when I step on the weighing machine too!
How do you like your lentils? In a soup, I like them mushy thick. As an accompaniment to a meat protein, I like them in rather soft. But in a salad, I like my lentils to make a ‘dink dink’ sound when they fall onto the plate.
I made this earlier today in what I hope a good attempt to add a balanced meal into our diet. H is very much a sandwich guy. As long as there’s a bread (yes), a good cheese (always), and anything from ham, sausage, or tuna (plenty to all three), he would be happy to run on his own. Forget about the salad nor the fruits.
Truth be told, I’m rather egoist in this matter: I get bored easily so I need to try new things every so often.
This salad is rather whimsical in terms of ingredients and flavors. Each of them have their own bold flavor. The lentils are nutty, the salmon earthy, the radish bites sharply, the green apple is nicely sour & crunchy and the mint is refreshing. So I made vinaigrette with Dijon mustard to go along with it. It is a nice summery salad that you can ship onto the table in no time at all. My kind of salad.