Fruity goodness!

So I came up with a dessert that is sooooooooooooooo good, it's right up there with Chick-Fil-A Diet Lemonade. Yeah, it's THAT GOOD.

1/4 c fat free ricotta cheese (see, ricotta already makes it good!)
1/4 tsp fresh lemon zest
1/4 packet Splenda or Truvia
2 tsp sugar free blackberry or apricot jelly

Mix up the cheese, zest, & sweetener, top it off with the jelly, and just lightly swirl it in.

Seriously. It gets four NOMs.

Chick-Fil-A, I lurve you.

A large diet lemonade just makes the world a bit sunshinier. Yeah, that's a word. I said so. And the Chick-Fil-A lemonade is so much better than diet Countrytime or diet Minutemaid or Diet Sonic Crap.

And on the site where I lifted the image of the beautiful lemonade, there was a great recipe for BASIL lemonade. Make a simple syrup (or Splenda syrup!) and throw in some basil leaves as it simmers. NOM! I might have to do this tonight, I've got some beautiful Thai basil out back.

Stalled Already.

Sorry I haven't been around much. The kids are home and I've been busy bossing them around. That's how they see it anyway.

I've also been just a bit too bummed to get online. I've stalled at 28 lbs lost. Already. I know it's because of the tear in my abdomen, since I can't exercise, but it's so frustrating. I'm only getting MAYBE 500 calories a day. If I were able to move and DO stuff I'd be able to kick my metabolism into gear. Instead my body is doing what it's always done when I diet. It notices that I'm not getting sufficient calories and it shuts down. Instead of feeding on the fat like it should it just hibernates & stores what it's got.

The tear isn't showing any sign of healing, either. I have to hold my stomach just right when I use my abdomen for anything, or it feels like it's tearing again. I've thought about going to my primary care doc about it, but there's really nothing she can do either. I have to take Lortab at night to be able to sleep, and still wake up in pain in the mornings.

This is really the first time I've questioned what it is that I've done to my body, and why. The thing is, this stall isn't coming from the WLS, it's because of something that just happened, completely unrelated. It sucks.

Sorry, just cranky and feeling sorry for myself. And while normally I'd bake up something yummy and drown my sorrows in it...yeah, can't do that. I have to find a new way to deal.

Good news...I'm on the tightest hook setting on my bra, and a C cup finally fits perfectly. The D cups are way too big, AND Lame Giant is having a Cacique sale. Yee-haw doggie!