Eat More, Cook Less Series Part 1 of 4: The one time and sanity saving appliance that you need in your kitchen right now
Do you have a personal chef, especially one that looks like the hunka hunka burning love one to the right? —>
Yeah, me neither, but you’re damn straight I’d kiss the cook!
When I asked my busy Mom friends what a dream solution is for them to eat healthy, half of them answered “a personal chef”, along with:
- healthy meals delivered directly to their house
- someone to do their grocery shopping
- healthy, quick, and simple meal plans already done for them
- a babysitter for their kids so they can cook uninterrupted
- someone to clean up the code orange kitchen disaster after meals (OK, that’s my dream solution!)
While you may not be able to afford a personal chef, you can reduce your prep time for the week by 25% with only one kitchen appliance. Plus, you can throw it in the dishwasher after you use it! Curious as to what this holy grail of kitchen prep is?
Have you ever said to yourself:
- When I’m thinner, I’ll play with my kids more
- When I’m thinner, I’ll be less anxious
- When I’m thinner, I’ll be healthier
- When I’m thinner, I’ll be able to sleep at night
You know what? You’re dead wrong. You won’t necessarily achieve any of those things.
I bet you’re a little bit mad at me for raining on your weight loss parade, and I don’t blame you one bit.
You’ve been tricked by Weight Watchers, Herbal Magic, Herbal One, Jenny Craig, and almost every other weight loss program out there that if you could only lose weight, your life would all of a sudden be happy and perfect. It won’t be.
It’s been a year since I posted regularly … the reason? A very nausea filled pregnancy (seriously, I was sick EVERY DAY of that 9 months), and a new baby!
Introducing our son, Aleks, born on October 6, 2012. I knew that having a baby would change our lives, but had no idea how much. Within 8 hours of Aleks being born, he was rushed down to Sick Kids Hospital in London (one hour away) and in surgery to remove a large section of his small intestine that had died inside of him in utero. I’ve never been more scared in my entire life.
Aleks and I spent 4 1/2 months, exactly 129 days, at the hospital in London before coming home. I lived full time at the Ronald McDonald House of Southwestern Ontario, and Ben stayed in Chatham 4 days a week to work. I’ve chronicled our journey and struggles on a separate blog, so you can read about Aleks’ story more in depth there.
I’ve learned so much about myself and how I want to live my life going forward. There’s something about seeing your little baby in the Critical Care unit that changes you forever.
I’m baaaa-aaaack! Lots of changes to fill you in on (that’s my next blog post!), but here’s a quick post that I wrote for The Ultimate Me Day Women’s Conference that I’m speaking at on April 20th. I thought that I would share on here … enjoy!
Keep reading to see how you can win 3 FREE tickets to The Ultimate ME Day Women’s Conference on Saturday, April 20th in Chatham, Ontario.
About a week before we were going to take our newborn son, Aleks, home from the hospital, I was feeling run down and completely exhausted (for the back story about how we spent 4 1/2 months in the hospital after he was born, please click here). I had been living at Ronald McDonald House in London for 3 months, and I missed home, I missed my husband, I missed my family, and I missed my bed. I was spending upwards of 8 hours a day in Aleks’ room, only allowing myself to leave after I was sure he was napping.
Bonjour loyal readers,
Just an update that for the next few weeks, I will not be posting any new content or recipes.
If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to e-mail at firstname.lastname@example.org, and I will try to reply to you as soon a possible.
Thanks for your patience!