Sunday, November 20, 2011

Fields of Gold

After Spellbound was released, my father confessed to me that he felt uneasy when I was being filmed. Even though he believed in me, he feared I would become so anxious that it would jeopardize my performance at regionals. I think I loved the attention from the filmmakers like any kid would (don’t all kids go through an “I want to be a movie star” phase?) but I never stopped to think about the situation from my father’s point of view.

I remember riding the tractor in the wheatfields with my dad before I started kindergarten. I felt so important holding onto the steering wheel with my dad.  I once told my sister that I would have fun riding a tractor nowadays while listening to my iPod.  We both laughed, but I wasn't kidding.  There is something quite therapeutic about gazing off into the vast Texas Panhandle.


Words are not just words.
They are not to be uttered without care.
Words are powerful vehicles.
They have the power to give life,
And the power to destroy.
Cruel words can end a friendship,
Loving words can mend a broken relationship,
Sometimes silence is better than words.
Sometimes words are better than silence.
Words can sting,
Words can stab, inflicting tremendous pain
Words said out of love can instantly heal a festering wound.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Jiggle Berry in Amarillo, Texas

I LOVE smoothies. They are the best “fast food.”

While I was in Amarillo this weekend, I happened to drive by a smoothie establishment called Jiggle Berry. My first thought was, “What a cute name, but will the smoothies make my belly jiggle? Should I buy one or not?”

Look how happy I am waiting for my smoothie at Jiggle Berry!

I ended up buying a Blue Wave, which consisted of blueberry, coconut, vanilla, and coconut milk. I told the Jiggle Berry employee to sweeten my smoothie with Stevia, which I regret now. I think it gave my smoothie a bitter aftertaste. I also drank two ounces of wheatgrass. Even though wheatgrass is not at all pleasing to my palate, I have been drinking it ever since I read about green drinks in The 150 Healthiest Foods on Earth.

Lately I have become a nutrition Nazi with my diabetic mother.

“Mom, you should NOT eat white noodles. Do you KNOW what they will do to your blood glucose levels? You should eat the wheat kind instead. Whole grains are better for blood sugar control.”

“HOW can you eat FRIED chicken? Grilled is better for you!”

“Are you drinking enough water?”

My mother will have to forgive me for my comments. Oh, Mom, have you eaten fruits and vegetables today? Did you eat a breakfast high in fiber and protein?

Monday, November 14, 2011

Nourishing food nourishes the spirit

I used to eat junk food all the time until I realized how much it really affected me. Newton’s third law states, “For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.” For me, this equal and opposite reaction manifests itself as an unseemly muffin top and crankiness. Even though that sugar-laden Pop-Tart brought me momentary bliss in the morning, I knew I would suffer from an inevitable sugar crash. I realized that as much as I LOVED sweets, they did not love ME back.

For the past two years, I have strived to eat better. I have grown to love lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, olives, and bell peppers. I enjoy my cup of green tea each morning. Snacking on fruit makes me feel better than snacking on Twinkies or chocolate bars. I rarely drink carbonated beverages and truly love drinking water with lemon.

I have a family history of diabetes, so I feel better just KNOWING that I am putting something nourishing in my body.

Breakfast is hands down my favorite meal of the day. Oatmeal is my absolute breakfast food (and I don’t mean instant). I prefer McCann’s Irish Oatmeal, but I am just as satisfied with a bowl of Quaker Oats. Kashi makes a cereal called Autumn Harvest, which I absolutely love and have eaten religiously for weeks now. I almost always eat yogurt for breakfast and the occasional whole wheat toast with peanut butter.

I tried eating Greek yogurt a few weeks ago but did not like the fact that it tasted like sour cream. I will keep searching for the perfect yogurt.

I still love junk food, and I do occasionally fall off the bandwagon. Just the other day I ordered pumpkin cheesecake from Olive Garden (oh come on – they only make it in the fall). Alas, dessert, all my love for you is unrequited!