It’s been a revelation, y’all.

We eat a fairly healthy, varied diet and it’s been really frustrating to see the lbs. adding up.  But to actually see what the caloric value of the foods that we shove in our pie-holes during the day–even those healthy “bites”– add up to has been an eye-opener.  Those almonds we roast, unsalted?  I now count out 14 almonds to make a 97 calorie snack.   My glass (or two or three) of wine?  125 calories per.  Shit.  Larry’s peanut butter sandwich-bedtime snack?  Diet buster.  The coconut covered dates we bought at Mustard Seed? 127 freaking calories per.  The vegetarian wrap I had at Mustard Seed? (spinach tortilla, peppers, cucumbers, zucchini, avocado, hummus) I figured out was nearly 600 calories thanks to the crazy-high tortilla calorie count. Larry’s platter of California rolls? Equally high (thanks, white rice).  See?  Who knew?  We are already more aware of what we’re consuming and we’ve only been doing this for a few days.

So why am I babbling about this now?  Well, for one thing, I’m done obsessing about my hair:  transition to natural gray is complete.  It is what it is. I’m still looking for a good style, but not obsessing. So I thought if I sort of put this new eating thing out there that I’ll feel more obliged to keep it up.  And I can bitch about it here ‘cuz no one really reads this on a regular basis, anyway.

That’s what we’ve been up to lately.  That and slipping on the dirty-gray ice that has blanketed everything.  Thank the gods the weather’s warming and it should GO AWAY in a day or so. So I’m off to prepare our vegetarian Moroccan Stew tonight, because I’ll be damned if I’ll give up my glass of house red.  If I cut back on the quinoa side dish, I can have two glasses…