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rambling rose

i just got back from the worst.dinner.ever.

it looked soooo good on the menu…not so good on my plate.

i ordered their chicken stuffed with lobster, mushrooms and goat cheese.
it was to come with a side of veggies and your choice of rice or mashed potatoes or roasted potatoes.
sounds delish yes?


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i ordered it with rice on the side for my little sweet heart.
i just wanted the chicken and veggies.

I was served the chicken with mashed potatoes.
no veggies.

i had a bite of the potato…cause it was right there…and it was cold.
like fridge cold.
i asked for my veggies…and i got them…oh when i was finished eating my chicken.

the veggies must have just come out of the freezer as well.

i ate the chicken but it didn’t have any lobster in it…i later discovered the lobster was in my frozen mashed potatoes.

i decided to end the evening with a cup of coffee…
hoping it would save the night.
nope…lukewarm and i am pretty sure it was instant coffee to boot.

sigh.
i shoulda stuck with the wine.

two thumbs down.

it’s too bad because this place was just beautiful inside…the ambience was amazing
the music just right…and the company of course…amazing.
my saving grace.

i’m gonna go eat some popcorn to quiet the rumblings of my poor belly.

i know, poor me blah blah blah

pickin’ a bone

and so it begins.
sigh
last time i lived my life to its fullest…ate healthy, felt amazing, lost tons of weight…
all those around me were very encouraging.
they knew what i was doing, how i was doing it, and why i was doing it…and actually some of them recommended it!
i was tired of feeling unwell.
and finally there came a point where i was feeling amazing and reaping the rewards of my lifestyle changes
and the world as i knew it, was perfect.
and that’s when people felt the need to be inappropriate.

“are you sick?  are you eating?  are you healthy?”

and this is where i just get so bloody mad.

i’ve never given any reason for anyone to wonder if i am eating/healthy/ill
i have been very open in the way i eat and why.
it’s not rocket science.
i mean hello…i write a detailed blog about it…
everyone in my life was on the same page as me…or so i thought
5 years ago there was a sense of panic, immediate concern….maybe i needed to talk to someone – insert shocked face right here
seriously, i couldn’t make that shit up if i tried.
my mother oddly enough was the most concerned….you know the one who would feed me lol
For one reason or another i totally went off plan…started eating crap and it seemed like everyone was content.  do people feel better when you are not happy with yourself?
Misery loves company right?
i understand the difference between asking out of concern, or if a friend hasn’t seen me for a while
but knowing what i am doing and how i am doing it and then asking me if i am sick or being unhealthy is a complete and utter insult to all the work i have done.
imagine, eating healthy and working out causes weight loss!!
causes you to feel amazing and get toned.
who knew???
where were these people…you know…when i was eating crap
and would be knocked over in pain cause it made me so sick
where were they then to ask me the same questions??
or is that what is considered normal?
and it’s begun again.
no people.  i am not sick.  i am not hungry,(well actually i am really hungry, it being so close to lunch and all lol) and this is the best i have felt in a very long time.
i feel freakin’ amazing.
and yeah i’m pissed off…
but you are not going to rain on my parade…no not this time.


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bee’s bitter belly

i  had the worst lunch in the world today.
i say “had” but i really didn’t.  i took a couple of bites and could not force feed myself another fork full.
ugh.
on today’s menu it said “lemon dill salmon”
Sounds delish huh?
NOT!
 
it indeed was salmon.  i don’t know why they called it lemon dill
cause they put Greek salad dressing on top of it.
now think about that for a moment.
salmon
greek salad dressing
one of those two does not belong.
 
you would think that was bad enough…but it was soooood dry
it was like chewing on a moth ball
not that i really know what chewing on a moth ball is like  – but you know what i mean
 
i am disappointed…and i am hungry.
i know i know, would i like a little cheese with that wine?
why yes, yes i would thank you very much.
 
i shake my fist at you cafeteria lady!!
(kidding i totally love you, please keep cooking for me!!!)
 
I am racing home, feeding and loving the dog for a while…then i am off for my 5 mile walk.
by the time i get home and cook…meh i won’t be eating till after 8.
 
i can assure you, a glass of wine will be had.
 
i’ve been hit with the writing bug…go take a look next door 🙂


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