#Choctoberfest 2017 Recipes + Giveaway

Choctoberfest 2016 is here!

 

 

Today is one of my favorite days of the year, because it is the official start of Choctoberfest. This is the third annual food blogger celebration of all things chocolate, made possible thanks to our gold sponsor Imperial Sugar and the other sponsors listed below.

Over 70 bloggers are participating in Choctoberfest and will be posting 200+ chocolate over the next week.

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Feeling the Football Love

Feeling the Football Love

Sunday morning coffee on the deck with a blanket, then breakfast, then a long walk that started off a tad chilly, but felt refreshing at the end.

Perfect way to start off my Sunday.

Groceries, then cooking while listening to the Chiefs game, (which was NOT a great game), made for a great Sunday afternoon.

I received two text messages from friends at the game.

Look how sweet.

From my friend Kim.

 

From my friend Carly.

 

Even my grandson had me on his mind this past week while his team recognized Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

Look at that handsome kid!

 

 

His mom told me that he was thinking of me while he was playing.

I love this……

I was feeling all sorts of love over the weekend.

None of my food pictures are pretty today……

This was on the menu for Sunday.

Breakfast – 12 SP

White Sweet Potatoes, Bacon and Two Eggs

 

Lunch – 4 SP

RXBar Kids Apple Cinnamon

 

Snack – 3 SP

Un-Pictured Apple and Celery with 1 T. Almond Butter

Dinner – 13 SP

Skinny Taste Turkey Meatloaf, Smashed Potatoes and Broccoli

 

Daily SmartPoints Total = 32

 
2017 Goals
Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)

“love the life you live, live the life you love”

Sunday morning coffee on the deck with a blanket, then breakfast, then a long walk that started off a tad chilly, but felt refreshing at the end. Perfect way to start off my Sunday. Groceries, then cooking while listening to the Chiefs game, (which was NOT a great game), made for a great Sunday afternoon. […]

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In Limbo

In Limbo

I feel In Limbo right now and I’m trying really hard not to feel that way.  This time in between surgery one and surgery two is uncomfortable, full of overwhelming information and at times mentally draining.

That being said, I am doing my best to stay positive and take one day at a time.

The last few days have included walks, a little Yoga, I’ve enjoyed being back at work and I’ve tracked my food. The weather has been great for walks outside!

 

It’s been nice to count steps too! 

 

 

Routine has felt good, and I even got a short visit from my daughter Tess.

On Thursdays I have an early morning WW meeting and a lunchtime WW meeting. In between the two, I picked up Tess at the airport and she came to my lunchtime meeting with me! It was nice to have her there with me and also fun to get to introduce her to this group that I love so much!

We enjoyed the rest of the day on Thursday together and we had Friday morning to catch up as well. I had her back at the airport Friday afternoon. It was a quick visit, but just what the two of us needed.

I updated her on my temporary boobs.

Here is where I’m at. It’s all so weird. These tissue expanders really are no fun at all. I look fine in my clothes and that’s about it. I’ve been sleeping on my back for the last 6 weeks and I’ve had a bra on day and night for the last 6 weeks. They are just very uncomfortable, but it is the step in between the mastectomy and the reconstructive surgery, so I am trying to be a patient patient and count my blessings.

That dent at the top of each breast feels like someone is pushing on me at all times. It doesn’t hurt, it’s just uncomfortable and I keep wanting to move things around, but they don’t move. Rolling to my side in bed is apparently putting pressure on the sutures inside and that actually does hurt a tad. So sleeping on my back it is.

This time in between is just odd.

I will have an appointment with the plastic surgeon in November to discuss my surgery in December.

If you are new to the blog, I am having DIEP Flap Reconstructive Surgery, where a genius plastic surgeon will take these tissue expanders out of me and make me some new boobs out of my belly skin, tissue and blood vessels.

My weight is up, and upon the advice of my plastic surgeon, I am maintaining my current weight so he has enough belly fat to make boobs, or as I’m learning, Noobs. (New Boobs)

My nurse tells me that I am going to look great! I’m holding on to that!

While I’m trying to absorb all of the information coming at me in the last three months, and feeling grateful to have this reconstruction opportunity, my mood has been all over the place this last week.

This past week I have had several conversations with my team of doctors about the steps going forward and the best ways to reduce the risk of reoccurrence. I have been thinking so much about “today” and what we are doing right now, that I just hadn’t put much thought into the fact that reoccurrence was possible. I suppose I just didn’t want to think about it.

I was advised by my breast surgeon to stop taking the pill on the day that I was diagnosed with breast cancer due to the fact that my type of cancer is estrogen fed.

I met with my OBGYN for the first time last week to discuss my recent health developments.

My body has had some strange feelings since my mastectomy, one being a burning sensation inside my chest. That had subsided some, then came back, but more of a full body hot sensation. I hadn’t even thought about menopause. I just thought all of my body aches and new feelings were related to my recent surgery. Well, it seems as though what I described to my doc are actually hot flashes.

Now, almost three months after stopping the pill, it seems as though as I am beginning menopause. Nothing like a little mood alteration while going through cancer.

I have an appointment with the oncologist on Tuesday to discuss treatment to reduce the risk of reoccurrence and to discuss the possibility of a hysterectomy.

I’ll keep you posted.

I have a full Sunday of grocery shopping and cooking for the week and I want to enjoy the Chiefs game this afternoon, so I’m out the door for my walk then headed to the grocery store!

Have a great Sunday!

Here is an easy low point Breakfast that I have been enjoying these last few days!

4 SmartPoints

Sautee veggies in 1 tsp Olive Oil

Scramble Egg Whites in cooking spray.

Combine Scrambled Egg Whites with Zero SmartPoints Veggies seasoned with Trader Joe’s Everything But the Bagel Seasoning, Banana with 1 tsp Almond Butter, 1 tsp Chia Seeds and 1 tsp Honey.

 

These came in the mail!

 

Perfect Fall Breakfast! lol

RXBar – Pumpkin Spice – 7 SmartPoints


2017 Goals
Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)

“love the life you live, live the life you love”

I feel In Limbo right now and I’m trying really hard not to feel that way.  This time in between surgery one and surgery two is uncomfortable, full of overwhelming information and at times mentally draining. That being said, I am doing my best to stay positive and take one day at a time. The […]

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A Rainy Day, A Coffee Shop

A Rainy Day, A Coffee Shop

It was rainy and cold on Tuesday, so I decided to soak up most of my afternoon in a cozy coffee shop.

I had a morning appointment with my OBYN (I’m becoming all too familiar with sitting in a waiting room ready to see the doc) then I spent a few hours in a coffee shop, then to my afternoon appointment at the plastic surgery office, where we discuss my tissue expanders and any post-op questions.

Spending the time in between appointments at the coffee shop was relaxing.

I love this place. Tables and chairs to choose from, or big leather chairs to curl up in and little rooms with cozy chairs and lamps that make you want to kick off your shoes. I didn’t, but I though about it!

They have all sorts of yummy items on the menu.

I love black coffee and I love a Pour Over, so I started with that.

How cute is this cup of coffee??

 

After an hour or so of catching up on the blog and reading emails, I ordered the Butternut Squash Soup. I think I’m going to order this every time I see it on a menu this Fall. This was really really good. I might have to go back!

 

After more coffee, I headed out in the rain to my next appointment. Rainy and 46 outside. That was Tuesday. Yesterday it was in the high 70’s? We may have even reached 80. Today, the 50’s. Such a variety! Flip Flops or boots???

 

After a long day away from the house and a late lunch, I was looking for dinner options in our freezer.

I found a couple of Tilapia fillets and this bag of root Vegetables.

They were sampling these when I was in Trader Joe’s last week with this seasoning. Add a salad and we’ve got dinner!

 

Breakfast – 11 SP

Butternut Squash Soup at the coffee shop.This was delicious.

I didn’t ask for the nutritional information, so I guessed on SmartPoints according to the Panera Autumn Soup.

 

Lunch – 6 SP

My attempt at Potato/Cauliflower Soup, Scallions, Bacon and Roasted Plantains.

I made a ton of this soup the other day. I finally took what was left and put it in the freezer. I still plan to make a better tasting, more attractive low SmartPoint Potato soup and share the recipe. One day anyhow….

 

I decided to have a few crunchy Trader Joe’s Roasted Plantains with this too.

 

Dinner – 12 SP

Tilapia, Salad and Root Veggies

This isn’t so pretty, but dinner tasted so good. I haven’t stepped outside the box much lately in variety, so I think dinner tasted so good because it was foods that we just haven’t had in a very long time. Dinner was a hit!

 

Snack – 7 SP

Un-Pictured Cider

 

Okay, more blog post to come. Trying to play catch up!

Daily SmartPoints Total = 36

 
2017 Goals
Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)

“love the life you live, live the life you love”

It was rainy and cold on Tuesday, so I decided to soak up most of my afternoon in a cozy coffee shop. I had a morning appointment with my OBYN (I’m becoming all too familiar with sitting in a waiting room ready to see the doc) then I spent a few hours in a coffee […]

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I know that this isn’t the end of the road for me.

I know that this isn’t the end of the road for me.

I stopped running at mile three of my marathon yesterday, because my impending injury became too much.  I’ve pushed through pain and struggles so often through running and racing– to the point where my body would no longer allow me to run.  And then later to walk.  I hobbled the 1.5 miles back to my hotel room in tears as I could not physically pick up my foot and bring it back down to the ground. I later spectated the race, as a client finished her first marathon, but could not physically go down to the finish – because I could no longer physically get there. It’s all kind of a metaphor. I got an early diagnosis yesterday and am meeting with a specialist this afternoon. My damage is mostly nerve related – and a bone spur on the top of my foot.  And I am thankfully not physically in pain.

There are no words for the heartache that I’m feeling right now. I’ve cried and I’ve sobbed and I’ve felt sorry for myself so many times over the past twenty-four hours. The unknown scares me.

The unknown scares me. Because running has always been the constant and my place to turn to when something awful like this happens to me. And I currently don’t have that outlet.

When I was a young mother with Little Diva, I discovered running and it lit me up.  It brought me joy and made me feel good about myself. I never had experienced something like this before. I’d always had low self-esteem and running made me feel like I could accomplish anything and that no one was judging me or comparing me like other team sports or activities.

I struggled with a miscarriage in between Little Diva and Little Dude and running gave me something to focus on and kept my mind occupied as I got through month to month with various running goals for myself until I conceived again with my son.

I was in a miserable relationship for fourteen years.  We both turned to running and exercise to deal with our emotions and it provided an excuse to spend time away from home.  Neighbors noticed me running around the neighborhood over and over and over again – running away from my problems.

Running provided me with a constant as I went through an ugly divorce and started my new life. When I could not be with my children – it occupied my time (and still does). I did not seek professional help because running was my therapy and helped me work through things, during the lowest point of my life.

Mileage got me through rocky situations at home, when it was the only thing I could physically control during my day.  And I was determined to fit it in, because it mattered to me. I could control that.

I am told that my training got me through childbirth three times without pain medication.  The nurses said that my breathing techniques and mental toughness helped me push beyond unbelievable pain and that my head could “go places” where others cannot.

 
I’ve pushed and I’ve pushed and I’ve pushed.  And I have not stopped.  Until now.  I am not weak.  I am strong.  Running has taught me that.  My body is telling me to slow down – in every aspect of my life.  Maybe it wants me to slow down and grieve and accept all of the things that have happened and that I cannot control – and to accept this too.  I know that this isn’t the end of the road for me.  There’s another mile marker up ahead.  I’m just slowing down and enjoying the course …

Thanks for spectating.

I stopped running at mile three of my marathon yesterday, because my impending injury became too much.  I’ve pushed through pain and struggles so often through running and racing– to the point where my body would no longer allow me to run.  And then later to walk.  I hobbled the 1.5 miles back to my hotel room in tears as I could not physically pick up my foot and bring it back down to the ground. I later spectated the race, as a client finished her first marathon, but could not physically go down to the finish – because I could no longer physically get there. It’s all kind of a metaphor. I got an early diagnosis yesterday and am meeting with a specialist this afternoon. My damage is mostly nerve related – and a bone spur on the top of my foot.  And I am thankfully not physically in pain.

There are no words for the heartache that I’m feeling right now. I’ve cried and I’ve sobbed and I’ve felt sorry for myself so many times over the past twenty-four hours. The unknown scares me.

The unknown scares me. Because running has always been the constant and my place to turn to when something awful like this happens to me. And I currently don’t have that outlet.

When I was a young mother with Little Diva, I discovered running and it lit me up.  It brought me joy and made me feel good about myself. I never had experienced something like this before. I’d always had low self-esteem and running made me feel like I could accomplish anything and that no one was judging me or comparing me like other team sports or activities.

I struggled with a miscarriage in between Little Diva and Little Dude and running gave me something to focus on and kept my mind occupied as I got through month to month with various running goals for myself until I conceived again with my son.

I was in a miserable relationship for fourteen years.  We both turned to running and exercise to deal with our emotions and it provided an excuse to spend time away from home.  Neighbors noticed me running around the neighborhood over and over and over again – running away from my problems.

Running provided me with a constant as I went through an ugly divorce and started my new life. When I could not be with my children – it occupied my time (and still does). I did not seek professional help because running was my therapy and helped me work through things, during the lowest point of my life.

Mileage got me through rocky situations at home, when it was the only thing I could physically control during my day.  And I was determined to fit it in, because it mattered to me. I could control that.

I am told that my training got me through childbirth three times without pain medication.  The nurses said that my breathing techniques and mental toughness helped me push beyond unbelievable pain and that my head could “go places” where others cannot.

 
I’ve pushed and I’ve pushed and I’ve pushed.  And I have not stopped.  Until now.  I am not weak.  I am strong.  Running has taught me that.  My body is telling me to slow down – in every aspect of my life.  Maybe it wants me to slow down and grieve and accept all of the things that have happened and that I cannot control – and to accept this too.  I know that this isn’t the end of the road for me.  There’s another mile marker up ahead.  I’m just slowing down and enjoying the course …

Thanks for spectating.

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