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I need to eat better…

No pictures in this post, sorry picture liking people. This will be just words, and probably boring words, maybe upsetting to many people.

I can eat whatever I want (see, I told you it would be upsetting). I have always been able to. I can’t gain weight (more upsetting). I’m glad I can’t. I used to want to weigh more when I was little, but now I’m fine with it. I am happy with the skinny lot I was granted.

However, I should probably eat better. It’s not that we don’t eat well, we do. We eat organic mostly, red meat sparingly, some meals entirely veggie. But when I eat, I EAT. And if I’m done eating and I will be hungry again in 3 hours, I will eat again. I do this all the time. By all the time I mean practically on a daily basis. I find myself going out at 9pm to grab more food.

And therein is where the problem lies. Going out to eat. There aren’t a ton of healthy options when you want to grab something quick, even less later in the evening. It’s not that I get junk (to me, junk is McDonalds or an equivalent), but still, it’s not as good as it could be. I could still go out to get my 2nd dinner but get something a little healthier. Or maybe not as much. I don’t seem to have a very timely “I’m full” mechanism. Then I’ll eat and eat and eat and at the end feel like I want to puke. It happened once. By happened I mean puke. It was for a birthday dinner (mine) and I ate 2 appetizers, a main course and 2 pieces of cheesecake (courtesy of my friends and The Cheesecake Factory). The cheesecake made a return engagement before we left the restaurant.

But then I was fine and we proceeded to watch a forgettable movie.

So I guess what I’m saying is I should be wiser. I could do many things. I’ll choose to do a few for now. I could only eat my 1 dinner and not a 2nd. I’ll choose to continue eating when I’m hungry. I could eat only at home for my 2nd dinner. I’ll choose to try and find quicker things to make at home, frozen perhaps, from Trader Joe’s and Whole Foods, but I’ll also choose to continue to get my 2nd dinner food out as well. I’ll also choose to try and cut out the unhealthier options I may choose (choose pun) for my 2nd dinner.

You can choose to hate me because I am choosing to do this rather than having to, but maybe if I don’t choose to do this now, I’ll have to when I get a heart attack. ;)

Things We Did Before Kids #3

I had more posts ready to go before Morgan was born and was just going to roll them out slowly so that I’d have something to post while “waiting”. Well, she’s here, but I still have the posts and pictures ready so I will go ahead and just put this up and then the other in a couple days. Sorry about the lack of baby pictures, which are probably more what many people would like to see. At least it’s something to read. :)

We like food. This should not be a surprise to anyone who has ever read our blog. I’ve liked trying new things ever since I was mature enough to start branching out, and Adrian will eat just about anything. And he knows a lot, since he grew up around restauranteurs. He has taught me a lot. One of the things he introduced me to was sushi. It’s probably his favorite, and I’ve definitely warmed up a lot since our first date when I was wondering what on earth I’d eat when this guy pulls up to a sushi restaurant. :) Now I ask for it as much as he does, though I’m still iffy on the really raw stuff (also, I’m aware I’m pregnant and you’re not supposed to be eating raw fish when pregnant, so please nobody stress out on me–I only eat cooked stuff and figure I’m okay).

So as one of our last hurrahs we went to our new favorite sushi restaurant. Side note: I like going to good sushi places and seeing raw octopus tentacles in the little refrigerated cases. I feel like it’s a mark of a “real” sushi place. Mmm… tempura vegetables and tofu. My favorite is the pumpkin, but the green beans taste pretty good, too.
Salmon Kama, which is broiled salmon cheek. It’s rather caveman-like to rip it apart and eat it, but somehow it feels civilized when you’re using chopsticks. I like to think so. And it tastes good.
This is art, not food. Adrian ordered the omakase, where you tell the chef how much you want to spend and they make you a plate with all kinds of things. I think it just looks beautiful, because they pay such attention to little details on it. Look at that whole chunk of crab on the avocado (I could have a bite of that one, so I’m pointing it out), the different types of eel and tuna and salmon–which was possibly the deepest orange I’ve ever seen for salmon… it was gorgeous. I get a kick watching Adrian try it all to see his reactions to the flavors. He even had sea urchin.

As the baby kicked around when the food started hitting her, I wondered if the fact that crunchy roll was one of the few things that sounded good when I was all nauseated at the beginning is a sign that she’ll be a sushi eater, too. We’ll just have to wait and see.

Things We Did Before Kids #2

…We went to movies. In the theater. But I don’t have a picture of it, for which I apologize.

Last week we thought it would be a good idea to get to a movie, since we hadn’t gone since summertime and we really did want to see the James Bond movie, Quantum of Solace. That’s the kind of movie that’s worth seeing on a big screen. And it’ll be a really really long time until we get to theater-going again.

Well.

Seeing as the movie came out at Thanksgiving, it’s hard to find in theaters anymore. Between the holidays and traveling and all that snow we just hadn’t gotten out to see it. There’s one theater around here where it’s still playing. We knew it was some different kind of theater where they serve real food, but other than that didn’t know much about it. When I called to ask for the time, they told me it was in the “dry” theater, so no alcohol is served. Okay, whatever, of course. I did not think to ask how much it is, because I figured it couldn’t possibly be that much more than a regular theater, right?

Well.

We went to Red Robin for dinner and then headed over to the theater. This is like a final date night, right? We were excited. So we go to the desk in what appears to be a lounge area. Already this is not a normal looking theater. We ordered our tickets. And the guy says, “Okay, that’ll be $64. That doesn’t include any food.” Holy cow, are you kidding? I actually felt sick to my stomach, because now we’d have felt pretty stupid saying forget it after chatting with the guy and everything. Adrian paused but reached for his wallet, and I said something like, “Are you sure we want to?” because I couldn’t handle it. So, in the end, we saw the movie. It was good. I got over my sick-in-the-stomach feeling and decided that we’d just have to chalk it up as one really good last date night. The theater really is super fancy. We could have ordered food in the lounge, except that we just ate since we didn’t know the whole setup. We were shown to our seats, which were giant suede recliners. There were only 24 seats in the whole theater, spread out in groupings of two. They gave me a chenile blanket (since I had checked my coat… have you ever heard of a movie theater with a coat check?). Between the seats we had a button to call a waiter, so when we decided we were thirsty as the movie started we asked for some water, which was served on our little table. It WAS quite the experience, at least, so we’d like to think we got more than just a movie out of it.

So this is a perfect example of the dumb stuff we got to do before having kids. Also, it’s a warning to everyone out there that if you hear of some new theater in town that serves fancy food and drinks, consider carefully before you go. And I suggest asking how much it is over the phone.