New Ribs Recipe

Ramblings ahead ...

This weekend I'm cooking ribs -- BBQ style.  I've only made an Asian rib recipe a neighbor gave me many, many moons ago.  We have it every Christmas Eve (because kids love that tradition).  Delicious, but not what you think of for summer.

What intrigues me about this recipe is the rack stays whole until serving.  I hate cutting raw ribs.  It's more a method than a recipe, but I'm excited to try it.  If I can get my act together it's what's for dinner tonight (otherwise, Sunday).  3 hours in the oven, crisped on the grill, slice and YUM.
BBQ Ribs

Yesterday was a successful day at the MART.  Rings are bling and sparkle.  Hubby got sunglasses.  I found a pair of VELVET red reading glasses.  So fun -- hopefully, they last until Christmas -- perfect for PJs on Christmas morning.  I'm tough on readers so I might need to "save" them.  Unexpected TREAT.  I'm officially over my treat brain-block.

Whole 30 update:  Day 13 -- almost halfway.  A little magic -- here and there.  My clothes don't fit much better because I lose THAT weight last (stomach, thighs, bum).  What's coming off is in my face and shoulders and this random fat pocket I have on the back of my neck (where it meets my back).  Those are the last to gain and the first to lose and don't make much of a difference in buttoning my pants.  Still ... progress, yet it feels slow.  I'm ready for some pants relief.

My energy is stabilizing.  Having a rough go of morning wake-up because 5 o'clock is such hard time for my brain to wake up.  I'm okay with exercise, but not great.  Hard to tell whether it's because I'm out of shape (injuries) or W30.  During the day, I have some W30 stable energy.

Cravings are diminishing (never actual gone though - probably good since I need to finish the urge list - hah).  I'm over drooling when I see the bowl of wine corks -- also progress.  I need to work on meal times.  Lunch throws me everyday -- sometimes I'm eating by 11:30, sometimes 3:30.  That throws dinner too early or too late.  I might need to play with a mini-meal option.

I got through my BORING week, but to be honest, my dance card is still empty for next week (except the dang dentist).  Solo play time.  I need to be my own master of fun (online shopping only goes so far).  I'm looking at that today.  It's strange how life dropped off -- to nothing.  Feast or famine.

5 o'clock wake up.  This is my last "promised" day.  I'm extending it for another week because thinking in terms of ALWAYS is overwhelming.  Waking up and having MY morning has been awesome.  But, it's hard.  Especially hard when the only reason is ME.  I have to make "me" enough of a reason.

My head is on a little wonky today -- could be morning brain fog.  I have a case of the blahs.  Day 13 -- ONLY Day 13.  Pants don't fit.  Boring as far as the eye can see (with a sprinkle of dental torture).  Workouts STILL at the mercy of injury.  Friends are MIA until school is back in session.

The LESSON -- sit in the feeling.  It's okay that life isn't exploding with pleasure.  The ACTION -- fix it ... turn it around, change the feeling, change the circumstance.

TREAT for today is TBD, but I'm on a roll -- I'll find something :)
TOOL is ACT HOW YOU WANT TO FEEL.

Later gators.