What's more fall than apples? Hmm. Homemade applesauce, perhaps? Apples fall into my diet (and should in any diet), and since I'm making pork chops this week, I figured what better to go with them than applesauce? SO excited.
Homemade Applesauce ala MBride
3 Mcintosh
2 Granny smith
1 Gala
Feel free to use which ever apples you like. These apples were the best in my local grocer, so I chose them.
Personally, I add cinnamon, nutmeg & allspice to taste (the amount also varies on how many apples you use) and usually add a bit of orange juice. Unfortunately I only had apple juice so I used that instead. Just add enough liquid to keep the apples from sticking on the bottom of the pot. Let the apples simmer on low until they are nice and soft, then use a whisk to break them up. Tada! You have homemade applesauce! Use all organic ingredients to make it MBride approved!! You can also try this recipe in the over vs the stove top :)
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
A bit on Lurpon
Because a. I'm bored and b. M groom is in his er... 'office.'
Just quickly - for those that don't know what endometriosis is, it is a disease where the lining of your uterus (the endometrium) grows outside on other organs. When you get your period, you are supposed to shed this lining; that's why you bleed. If you were to become pregnant, the fertilized egg would attach to the endometrium and thicken from progesterone to keep baby happy & healthy for 40 weeks.
Lupron, aka Leuprolide stimulates the production of specific hormones in the body so eventually the the body shuts those hormones off. I know, I know that sounds NUTS. Within a week or so of receiving this shit.. er.. shot, the body makes a mass amount of estrogen, aptly called an 'estrogen surge.' A few days after that, the body shuts down ALL production of estrogen. No estrogen = menopause = crazy person = crazier bride going off about why her e-pics need to be done in the fall and not the spring because the spring isn't as pretty and fall is better and well it makes so much more sense because the weather is cooler and spring could rain and really who likes spring anyway, right? ::deep breaths. in through nose, out through mouth::
Just quickly - for those that don't know what endometriosis is, it is a disease where the lining of your uterus (the endometrium) grows outside on other organs. When you get your period, you are supposed to shed this lining; that's why you bleed. If you were to become pregnant, the fertilized egg would attach to the endometrium and thicken from progesterone to keep baby happy & healthy for 40 weeks.
Lupron, aka Leuprolide stimulates the production of specific hormones in the body so eventually the the body shuts those hormones off. I know, I know that sounds NUTS. Within a week or so of receiving this shit.. er.. shot, the body makes a mass amount of estrogen, aptly called an 'estrogen surge.' A few days after that, the body shuts down ALL production of estrogen. No estrogen = menopause = crazy person = crazier bride going off about why her e-pics need to be done in the fall and not the spring because the spring isn't as pretty and fall is better and well it makes so much more sense because the weather is cooler and spring could rain and really who likes spring anyway, right? ::deep breaths. in through nose, out through mouth::
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Breakfast
My diet is strict, and by strict I mean no gluten, minimal diary & sugar, lean lean meats and lots of fresh (not frozen), fiber rich veggies and fruit.
I'm not a breakfast person ... at all. I think it's rare to find someone who *loves* breakfast outside of pancakes, waffles and bacon.
To make my breakfast eating easier (after all, it is the most important meal of the day), I make Irish Oatmeal. It is a gluten free wonder.
1 cup water
3/4 cup irish oatmeal
1/4 cup milk
2 teaspoons Virgin Organic Coconut Oil
Sprinkle of nutmeg
Sprinkle of cinnamon
Optional Dark brown sugar
Topped with a protein rich banana!
Breakfast is served.
I'm not a breakfast person ... at all. I think it's rare to find someone who *loves* breakfast outside of pancakes, waffles and bacon.
To make my breakfast eating easier (after all, it is the most important meal of the day), I make Irish Oatmeal. It is a gluten free wonder.
1 cup water
3/4 cup irish oatmeal
1/4 cup milk
2 teaspoons Virgin Organic Coconut Oil
Sprinkle of nutmeg
Sprinkle of cinnamon
Optional Dark brown sugar
Topped with a protein rich banana!
Breakfast is served.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Sip, don't slurpe
The person sitting across from me is slurping their coffee. [Insert evil eyes here].
It's 6:15 am. Do us all a favor: take the lid off and SIP.
It's 6:15 am. Do us all a favor: take the lid off and SIP.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
On why I've not been to the gym...
... since last Thurday.
I'm a baddd bride. Baddd bride. I went for a four mile run last Thursday (mind you, that was the first time I've stepped into a gym in over two weeks). Can't tell ya how I made it through four miles but I did. Higher power, perhaps? I say massive amounts of Red Bull. It gives you wings, after all. Or, in this case, legs?
Told myself I was to run Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Friday I went to Target, retail cardio, right? Saturday we went grocery shopping - weight lifting... heavy bags filled with yummy food. Legit in my book. Sunday, I laughed. Like, a lot. It's good for the soul. So, I didn't totally skip out. Ugh, ok, fine. I did. I did. I'm terrible! Wasting $40 a month for nothing. I know! Stop nagging me. Geez.
Between yesterday and today I work 25 glorious hours (Oh, how I'll love thee paycheck next Friday). Tomorrow = gym. Thursday = gym. Friday = gym. Saturday = gym. I'll give myself Sunday off, maybe.
It's time to dress shop....
Oy.
I'm a baddd bride. Baddd bride. I went for a four mile run last Thursday (mind you, that was the first time I've stepped into a gym in over two weeks). Can't tell ya how I made it through four miles but I did. Higher power, perhaps? I say massive amounts of Red Bull. It gives you wings, after all. Or, in this case, legs?
Told myself I was to run Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Friday I went to Target, retail cardio, right? Saturday we went grocery shopping - weight lifting... heavy bags filled with yummy food. Legit in my book. Sunday, I laughed. Like, a lot. It's good for the soul. So, I didn't totally skip out. Ugh, ok, fine. I did. I did. I'm terrible! Wasting $40 a month for nothing. I know! Stop nagging me. Geez.
Between yesterday and today I work 25 glorious hours (Oh, how I'll love thee paycheck next Friday). Tomorrow = gym. Thursday = gym. Friday = gym. Saturday = gym. I'll give myself Sunday off, maybe.
It's time to dress shop....
Oy.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
How Mbride became Mbride.
Long story short? A drug called Lupron.
But short stories are never fun, and I like to tal.. er type, so here's the story, in a nut shell:
I was diagnosed in 2005 with Endometriosis. Don't know what is it? Google is your friend. It's a bitch of a disease. I've had three surgeries (and numerous procedures, including an HSG), my uterus lifted and the top of my rectum removed. TMI? Welcome to my life.
Really, though - being a 25 year old bride in medically induced menopause has it's perks. I can be snarky (sometimes) without repercussion, and generally speaking, I can get my fiance to do anything by saying, "but... Babe... I have cramps." My life revolves around what I can do without being in pain, what I can't do becuase it causes pain and the never-endng fear that I'll lose my uterus and left ovary by the time I'm 27.
So here's my blog. I'll post everything wedding and a good deal of Endo stuff here. I follow a strict diet and I'm always coming up with recipes that are low in fat and gluten free! From time to time I'm sure I will share those. Though, for the most part, I'll just talk about how I'll be the hottest bride to hit Fox Hollow's dance floor... like ever.
But short stories are never fun, and I like to tal.. er type, so here's the story, in a nut shell:
I was diagnosed in 2005 with Endometriosis. Don't know what is it? Google is your friend. It's a bitch of a disease. I've had three surgeries (and numerous procedures, including an HSG), my uterus lifted and the top of my rectum removed. TMI? Welcome to my life.
Really, though - being a 25 year old bride in medically induced menopause has it's perks. I can be snarky (sometimes) without repercussion, and generally speaking, I can get my fiance to do anything by saying, "but... Babe... I have cramps." My life revolves around what I can do without being in pain, what I can't do becuase it causes pain and the never-endng fear that I'll lose my uterus and left ovary by the time I'm 27.
So here's my blog. I'll post everything wedding and a good deal of Endo stuff here. I follow a strict diet and I'm always coming up with recipes that are low in fat and gluten free! From time to time I'm sure I will share those. Though, for the most part, I'll just talk about how I'll be the hottest bride to hit Fox Hollow's dance floor... like ever.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Because I have an excuse.
I was thinking in the shower (I'm still in my towel [try not to picture me naked :)]) about this whole vendor issue on the The Knot. Not only is the entire situation utterly unfair and ridiculously sided, but it's down right, well, ridiculous. So, because I have an excuse to be snarky on a rather regular basis, here is my letter to vendors.
Warning:: This letter is not directed to any particular vendor, nor is it meant to cause harm to their business. Rather it is a suggestion from a bride who is investing a large sum of money into the day of her dreams and expects nothing but the upmost respect from ALL vendors.
Dear Vendors,
Take this as a bit of advice. Stay off The Knot. Good Lord Sweet Baby Jesus, if you know what is good for you and your business stay off The Knot.
If it happens that your fingers find their way to your address box on Safari (or FireFox) and they type in WWW.TheKnot.COM, run away from the computer. If you need, cut off your forsaken fingers and leave them the F behind. They can't type without your nuts for brains.
Here's another thought: ALL brides are entitled to an opinion, whether is good or bad. DEAL WITH IT. That's business numbnut. You'll get over it. I work in the most customer service geared position known to man, and trust me, I GET IT. When a bride comes screaming to you because her roses are the wrong shade of peach, it's annoying - but guess what, IT'S YOUR JOB. Make her happy and move on. Apologize. Don't go on the a public message board and badmouth her. Hello. Worst marketing ever. My 10 year old niece has better marketing for her lemonade stand in the middle of summer than you do for your expensive wedding vendor business. There are 35+ brides on the South Florida board, all potential clients - times that by the average of $3000. Can't do math? Oh, I'm sorry - that's $105,000 that you just lost out on. Aw shucks.
So, next time you click "Local Boards," think twice about actually posting. Because we have no shame in calling you out, defending our friend and keeping our money - that equals roughly $100,000.
Dumbass.
Always,
Menopausal Bride.
Warning:: This letter is not directed to any particular vendor, nor is it meant to cause harm to their business. Rather it is a suggestion from a bride who is investing a large sum of money into the day of her dreams and expects nothing but the upmost respect from ALL vendors.
Dear Vendors,
Take this as a bit of advice. Stay off The Knot. Good Lord Sweet Baby Jesus, if you know what is good for you and your business stay off The Knot.
If it happens that your fingers find their way to your address box on Safari (or FireFox) and they type in WWW.TheKnot.COM, run away from the computer. If you need, cut off your forsaken fingers and leave them the F behind. They can't type without your nuts for brains.
Here's another thought: ALL brides are entitled to an opinion, whether is good or bad. DEAL WITH IT. That's business numbnut. You'll get over it. I work in the most customer service geared position known to man, and trust me, I GET IT. When a bride comes screaming to you because her roses are the wrong shade of peach, it's annoying - but guess what, IT'S YOUR JOB. Make her happy and move on. Apologize. Don't go on the a public message board and badmouth her. Hello. Worst marketing ever. My 10 year old niece has better marketing for her lemonade stand in the middle of summer than you do for your expensive wedding vendor business. There are 35+ brides on the South Florida board, all potential clients - times that by the average of $3000. Can't do math? Oh, I'm sorry - that's $105,000 that you just lost out on. Aw shucks.
So, next time you click "Local Boards," think twice about actually posting. Because we have no shame in calling you out, defending our friend and keeping our money - that equals roughly $100,000.
Dumbass.
Always,
Menopausal Bride.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
How to make MBride very happy.
MBride, if you haven't already figured it out, is short for Menopausal Bride. Fab, right?
On to happy thoughts. How to make MBride happy:
Bring her Trix and SmartWater.
Make her rice noodles and grilled chicken for dinner.
My photog, www.twelfthnightphoto.com, offering us a wicked deal. Aka, bring cash, we'll skip the tax and call it even. Dear Dom, I LOVE YOU! But I love your pictures more. <3 MBride.
No, seriosuly. Vendor deals for any bride could be equivilant to birthday presents or Christmas morning. They may only come around every so often, but when they do - BOOOOYAHHH! We welcome them with open "grabby-grabby, gimme-gimme" arms. Make brides happy vendors :) Cut us deals. We'll love you and maybe, just maybe, give you a rave on The Knot.
On to happy thoughts. How to make MBride happy:
Bring her Trix and SmartWater.
Make her rice noodles and grilled chicken for dinner.
My photog, www.twelfthnightphoto.com, offering us a wicked deal. Aka, bring cash, we'll skip the tax and call it even. Dear Dom, I LOVE YOU! But I love your pictures more. <3 MBride.
No, seriosuly. Vendor deals for any bride could be equivilant to birthday presents or Christmas morning. They may only come around every so often, but when they do - BOOOOYAHHH! We welcome them with open "grabby-grabby, gimme-gimme" arms. Make brides happy vendors :) Cut us deals. We'll love you and maybe, just maybe, give you a rave on The Knot.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Deal with it.
I'm 25. I'm in menopause. I'm planning a wedding. Lord help all vendors who pass in my hot-flashed-cold-sweat-anxiety-ridden way. Ooops! I blame it on the Lupron. Stay tuned for more. If you dare.
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