Prologue: My Weight Watchers Story

Prologue: My Weight Watchers Story

5870749384_220953388aWith the new year comes resolutions, goals and promises that we hope will renew our lives, transform our bodies and lift our souls. . . fast forward to February and many of us will have already thrown in the towel.

This year, like most others, I decided it was finally time to lose weight and get fit via a lifestyle change. Sounds great, eh? Kind of like all the other times I decided “The Weight is Over.” I’ve tried time and again to shed several pounds and beef up my exercise routine (I even managed a 5k a few years ago), but I ultimately end up in the same spot with a big “F” on my report card in the subject of health. Perhaps it’s the 40-something of it all, because gone are the days when I can quickly shed several pounds with a few tweaks to my diet. *sigh*

After several attempts at mastering a healthy lifestyle the same old way and getting the same result (y’all know the definition of stupid, right), I decided to take a different approach toward my goal. I looked at my personality, past successful situations and things I enjoy, and realized that a solo journey may not be the answer for me. I like to think I am strong willed and valiant enough to go this alone, after all I know what a healthy lifestyle looks like, but in reality I’ve always been a team player. Literally. I played softball, basketball, even a little Intramural football and I thrive on the comradery and accountability that comes with belonging to a team working toward a common goal.

Since I’m such a people person and belonging to a group suits me, I decided to adjust my weight loss approach to capitalize on the strength of numbers. So this week I decided to join the seemingly unglamorous ranks of the Weight Watchers. You know, that mysterious organization that was born before I was and has mesmerized an aunt, mother or family friend on and off throughout the years with special meetings, point counting and quirky little calculators. Yup, that’s the one!

After a bit of research into popular weight-loss programs, I decided that Weight Watchers has a proven record and most closely supports the ultimate lifestyle change I’m seeking. There are oodles of success stories associated with the program and meetings are even led by folks who have “been there and done that.” Plus, there is very little commitment if it doesn’t seem to be the right fit (yes an emergency exit, if you will).

So I’m joining a team and pulling on a new jersey (hopefully one that will be four sizes smaller this time next year) to lean on the strength of numbers. I’ll keep you posted here at Small Talk Mama on the ins and outs of it all and hopefully reveal a few lessons along the way.

If you are interested in joining me at Weight Watchers (there’s a special offer valid until Jan. 8, 2018) visit them online at https://www.weightwatchers.com/us/

 
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A Few Instagram Favorites of 2017

A Few Instagram Favorites of 2017

I absolutely must say that Instagram has become my favorite social media platform during the last couple of years, probably because I love to express my own self through photography so much. I can enjoy a quick look at all the quirky, beautiful, fun and amazing photographs in my feed without having to wade through all the opinions and sharp words that often come with other forms of social media. If the old saying, “A picture is worth a thousand words,” is true, then I can uncover a million stories in a fraction of the time it takes to scroll through Facebook.

So in the spirit of sharing a tiny glimpse of life and welcoming the new year, I want to pass along some of my favorite Instagram moments from 2017. But before I show you my picks, I want to pass along the top nine most liked photos according to Small Talk Mama’s followers and the stats. Here they are:

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Okay, so while I don’t think stats lie, I do think they often fail to tell the whole story. Some of these top photos garnered likes because they were associated with a project or challenge, which adds lots of nontraditional traffic to a particular post. . . and why a photo of my curtains made the list, I’ll never know. So let’s forget the data for a bit while I share a few of my 2017 Instagram favorites you might have missed. . .

 


 

 

#kansascityzoo on a beautiful March afternoon.

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What a crew at the Tulsa Zoo! #tulsazoo

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First splash of Memorial Day. #memorialdayweekend #swimming #familyfirst

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Formal night

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This is Alaska!! #summervacation #cruise #hollandamerica #family

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Happy birthday big boy!

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Tear-Free Gingerbread Building

Tear-Free Gingerbread Building

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Along with a new year came the fulfillment of a fun family tradition here at The Three-Acre Wood — the eating of the gingerbread! As my boys commenced with the destruction and consuming of a weeks old gingerbread house (good thing we have dental insurance) I couldn’t help but think I should have written this post sooner rather than later, but as I’ve poured through so many plights of gingerbread making sob stories across social media I decided late is better than never. Maybe you will find your way back here before you embark on your next gingerbread building adventure.

We started building gingerbread houses, trains and other things several years ago, because it seemed like a fun family activity for the Christmas holiday. We then complete the tradition each year by eating the gingerbread on New Year’s Day. I’m not a fan of gingerbread anything, but I do manage to pick my way through a gumdrop roofline and sweet flavored shingles. 

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I always pick up a kit at a local craft store complete with cut cookie shapes, frosting, decorative candies and instructions. I’ve never baked a house from scratch, because. . . well, this is an article about a tearless tradition and a kit just seems like a better way to go. Even with a kit in hand, many of you can attest that building a gingerbread house can be a frustrating and tear evoking task, especially when the kids are eagerly waiting to adorn it with editable windows and sugar-covered roofs.

Through the years (and trial and error) I came up with a tear-free solution to building our beautiful brown baked houses, and it all comes down to planning. I’ve accepted that gingerbreading is not a spur of the moment task and so I peruse the calendar and plan ahead. The day before we plan to decorate, I assemble the house using the supplied frosting and house pieces. My little guy enjoys this step and it builds anticipation for the fun part of the process; besides, I can always use an extra hand to hold up walls and steady a roof.

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Before I begin, I select a sturdy structure on which to build, i.e. an upside down cookie sheet, stiff cardboard or, as in my case, the bottom to a Tupperware cake keeper. I start with a large end piece of gingerbread and slather it with enough frosting to stick to my platter. I then add frosting to two side pieces along the bottom and two ends. Don’t be stingy with your frosting, because it is the glue that holds this thing together. I then frost the bottom of the second large end piece and stick it in place to form the whole house without a roof. There should be frosting along all the bottoms and between every joint, except along the tops where the roof will meet the house (that will come later). If the house doesn’t seem secure, you might need to add a bit more frosting to firm it all up. Leave your house like this in a secure spot to dry for 2-3 hours.

Next comes the roof. Pipe a generous amount of frosting along all the tops of the house pieces and along one of the edges where the two roof pieces will meet. Carefully place your roof onto your house and have your family members run around wildly looking for something to wedge under the eaves to hold the roof in place. This year we used a tea cup with a small stack of business cards on one side and a Lincoln Log piece wedged against the mixer on the other. It’s not rocket science and anything that works is great; but if you don’t wedge the roof, the pieces will likely slide off before the frosting glue hardens. . . and someone (perhaps you) will shed those tears. Leave everything all rigged up like this over night and by the next day your gingerbread house should be solid enough to withstand gumdrops, peppermints and lots of little hands, without the wet eyes and frustration. Happy gingerbreading!

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