So Thanksgiving has come and gone. I always think of Thanksgiving as an American tradition, but as they say, when in Rome...yanno? My family, of course, celebrates it. But we're not big turkey fans, just big eaters in general. For Thanksgiving, we eschewed the usual turkey and tried a turducken --a chicken stuffed in a duck stuffed in a turkey. It was good, but not stellar (I think if we had some gravy to go with it, it's would've kicked more arse). We also had lechon (roast pork), kare-kare, sweet-and-sour fish, shrimp tempura, and several desserts --including my pumpkin gingerbread trifle (which my bros and the hubs really dig), leche flan, and pecan pie.
Even Rockstars Get Braces
So it's only 2 days until B-Day...the day I get my braces! Yikes! As you all know, I had some teeth taken out a few weeks ago and it's all because I'm getting braces. Well, it's actually a whole, long story. Suffice it to say, I've lived with a few extra teeth in my mouth. After getting those teeth out, I now need braces to re-align my teeth. Luckily, I only need it on the bottom (plus, I can only afford one arch! LOL)! Otherwise, I'd definitely be called a brace-face! At 30! Wish me luck! I hear eating will uncomfortable for a few days afterwards...which would be great because:
I'm trying to watch what I eat, but it's basically hopeless especially now that it's holiday season. When I went back to work after my maternity leave, I weighed about 110 lbs --a few pounds less than my pre-preggo weight. Now, I've re-gained about 10 pounds, I think. It's from eating out at lunch, eating the goodies people bring in to work, junk food, fast food, and the lack of daily exercise. I really don't care how much I weigh as long as I fit into my clothes and feel healthy. I certainly am not feeling healthy at the moment. I used to take the stairs to work all the time (6 flights) and be more active. I remember doing free weights, leg-pressing 150+ pounds, and doing countless tricep dips. Now I'm just a slug with a mom gut, flyaway arms, and jiggly thighs. Ugh. To add insult to injury: at 226 points --I have the cholesterol level of a out-of-shape 40+ year old person! I really need to get back into shape so can I run after rockstar baby without losing my breathe. Why oh why am I so lazy??!
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