Losing it in LA-la-land

Losing weight...hopefully not my mind.

Living in LA and hoping to lose it.  Lose weight that is.  It's been almost 5 years since my littlest monster was born, so I'm thinking I can't really call it the "baby weight" anymore.  More like the "I don't give a crap what I eat and have no energy to exercise weight."  So I'm writing this blog to chronicle my journey in losing weight in LA-la-land, while trying not to completely lose my mind along the way.

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Sprinkles and Wookie Cookies

September 20, 2016 by Stacee Trujillo

One of my beautiful friends turned 40 over Labor Day weekend, and I was very excited to make the desserts for her sparkly glam soiree.  For days I was surrounded by flour, sugar, butter, cream, and of course plenty of chocolate.  Everything coming out of my kitchen was either dipped in chocolate, coated in sparkly gold sprinkles, or both.  It’s a bit how I imagine Heaven might be.

After the weekend I was reorganizing my baking supplies as I put them away, and I noticed with some embarrassment that I might have a bit of a fetish.  If you could call having 23 bottles of sprinkles, 18 different colors of cupcake wrappers, 15 frosting tips, 24 different food coloring gels, cellophane packaging to fit anything from a bag of cookies to a cupcake to a loaf of banana bread, 3 different sizes of cake pop sticks, a cake pop stand, 3 cupcake stands, and 6 pedastal cake stands in varying heights a fetish?  Yeah, this could put a kink in the whole “I’m writing a blog about losing weight” plan.

Here’s the thing, I absolutely LOVE to bake.  I think you could even call me a baking addict.  If it’s been too long since I’ve baked something, I’ll start racking my brain to figure out who’s having a birthday, or which holiday is coming up, or which teacher could use a little treat the next morning.  When my boys’ birthdays are coming up, I inevitably push them toward choosing the party theme with the cutest dessert ideas.  You would not believe how many desserts you can make for a Star Wars party…Wookie Cookies anyone?

I remember my friend with the 40th birthday party marveling years ago about my ability to spontaneously whip up a batch of chocolate chip cookies when she and her husband were over for dinner.  We were all saying how great warm chocolate chip cookies were, so I got up and started to make them.  She was astounded that I actually had all of the ingredients on hand to make them.  I remembered thinking to myself, well doesn’t everyone?  Along with milk, bread, yogurt, apples and bananas, chocolate chips are considered staples on my grocery list. 

How do I carry on in my quest to lose weight, while managing this baking addiction?  I guess the obvious choice would be to just stop baking.  (My heart actually hurt as I typed that sentence.)  But not only would I be giving up something that I love, I’d be taking away fresh biscuits on Sunday mornings with my family, or holiday treats for the work peeps.  So, I'm thinking the next obvious choice is that we're going to need to purchase a safe for the kitchen that only the hubs and the kiddos know the combination to.  Anything I bake goes into the safe and out of my reach…totally normal. Totally.

I guess there might be some slightly less extreme options I could try.  Perhaps I could find a way to indulge within reason?  You know, that whole “eat in moderation” thing everyone keeps raving about.  Try to enjoy just one cookie or just half a cupcake.  I mean, anything’s possible, right?  Or I could change up the ingredients in some of my recipes to make the final product healthier?  I have to admit my inner “foodie” balks at this one, but it’s worth a try.  I can't say I'm going to suddenly opt for tofutti cream cheese over the real stuff.  My vegan sister swears by it, but honestly TOFU CREAM CHEESE?  That's just wrong on so many levels.  But I might be convinced to substitute some applesauce for oil, or even cut out some of the sugar, if I thought it could help me in this journey.  It'll take some experimenting, but I'm willing to give it a go.

But on the chance that “less extreme” doesn’t cut it, I might want to start looking into that kitchen safe.  Just saying…

-Stacee

September 20, 2016 /Stacee Trujillo
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My achilles heel this morning...a homemade Hostess cupcake left over from my friend's birthday party last weekend. 

My achilles heel this morning...a homemade Hostess cupcake left over from my friend's birthday party last weekend. 

Great beginnings.

September 09, 2016 by Stacee Trujillo

I started a blog today.  I decided the blog could be about losing weight, or losing my mind, or very likely both.  So, naturally, I ate a cupcake for breakfast.  Score one for Stacee! 

Perhaps I should have waited until tomorrow to write my first post, making sure to eat a nice bowl of steel cut oatmeal, or a veggie and egg-white scramble to start things off.  But I didn't get overweight eating nice bowls of steel cut oatmeal or veggie scrambles for breakfast, right?  Its like when I was single and would order a salad or chicken breast with veggies when I was on a date.  I did this because I didn't want my date to know that I would really rather be taking a bath in the lemon butter sauce while dipping chicken fingers in it.  What was I thinking?  Its not like the salad I ordered was instant camouflage for the size 14 jeans I had squeezed myself into!  (Can I mention here that I would kill to fit into a size 14 pair of jeans today?)  I still indulge myself in this craziness.  I'll be at a birthday party for one of my little ones' friends, but I stick to the veggie platter and avoid the pizza and birthday cake.  Then, on the way home, I'm inevitably drawn into the drive-thru at Taco Bell for a nachos supreme.  Why do I do this?  Its not like those skinny moms at the party didn't notice the extra pounds I'm carrying.  I mean, a drape-front sweater can only hide so much. 

Now here I am, chocolate cupcake for breakfast and all, writing a blog post about losing weight.  Totally makes sense, right?  I've decided the only way to do this is to be honest about it.  And I honestly NEEDED that cupcake this morning.  But I honestly need to lose weight too.  I'm 40 years old, and am quite frankly a lot more than 40 pounds overweight.  While I don't adhere to the mentality that your size is directly correlated to your worth, I do believe that my health is directly correlated to my happiness.  And while that leftover cupcake sure made me happy in the moment, any lasting happiness was erased completely when I had to squeeze myself into what I consider my "fat jeans" today.  No one wants to go out and buy more fat jeans!

I don't anticipate that writing this blog will magically melt the pounds off of my body.  Unfortunately I'm probably going to have to actually STOP eating cupcakes for breakfast. The horror!  But I am hoping that finding the humor in this process, and sharing both my successes and failings, will help to inspire me and possibly others to make some healthier choices.

Here's to losing it...you know, while trying not to completely lose it!

-Stacee

September 09, 2016 /Stacee Trujillo
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