Not Your Mama's Pizza

A little birdie (Ok, Billie, over at BillieSueLou's Blog) told me to use salsa instead of pizza sauce for pizza. Much healthier AND, not surprisingly, delicious! Seriously! It's like a mexican song in your mouth.... orwhathaveyou.... anyway, here you go:

Step 1: Despite knowing this should probably be step 4 or something, throw shrimp into a pan with Tony's Seasoning and simmer until they're cooked. Set them aside to get cold and soggy until you're ready to use them. :]

Step 2: Chop half a jalapeno, a few mushrooms, and some garlic then throw it all in a pan to smother, or whatever the correct terminology would be, until your house smells awesome.

Step 3: Put salsa on 3/4 of your crust and pizza sauce on the 1/4 your child will refuse to eat anyway, despite your attempts to make that part "normal" and then bribe her, as she will say, "I can't like it. Buy a good pizza, please."

Step 4: Add the stuff you smothered to your 3/4 of the pizza and pepperoni to the 1/4 your child will, again, refuse to eat and pretend to gag on while you watch.

Step 5: Finish adding all remaining toppings. This is what your pizza should look like pre-oven.

Step 6: Take pizza out and proceed to burn your mouth on the hot-ass, amazing pizza you have just brought forth into this world. Also, begin process of bribery.

Lamey McLamerson – Mayor of Lameville

Yes, I will claim the title of Mayor of Lameville. In week 4, I pulled/strained/terrorized a muscle in my chest by “breaking the plane” while doing pushups on the nights that I did upper body. I know, I know. Big-time sadface here.

Anyway, I was basically told to suck it up and be held accountable for my lack-of-posting, so here I am! Updating the masses (ok, like 3 of you) on what’s been going on since week four, so here it goes:

After four weeks into the p90x program, I had lost 11 pounds. 11 POUNDS!! The workouts were a bitch and I wanted to make them pay for making me simultaneously feel so shitty and great. But I digress; we all know whose fault it is that the program was even needed. Anyway, after I pulled the muscle, I decided to stop for the time being, but continue on with a modified version of the nutrition. Obviously I wouldn’t be taking in as many calories since I’d put a hold on the high-intensity workouts, but since stopping p90x, I’ve maintained my healthy eating.

Last weekend, I drank for the first time in two months and the morning after, all I wanted was a giant bucket of diet coke…. like, if elephants could drink diet coke, I’d want whatever size bucket they got. This has always been my go-to, morning after drink. So I sulked all day, sipping on water, and argued with myself over the diet coke. “Just one… no, not even one, just a few sips, and I’ll be right as rain…. No, you’ve worked so hard. No diet coke!!!” Well, desire won over reason and I bought a diet coke.

Here’s the interesting part: three sips into it, and I was disgusted. It didn’t have the same pull, the same fullness, the same biting taste I remembered. It just wasn’t satisfying. And so, I am now… officially…. done with Diet Coke. I am simultaneously happy and sad.
Anyway, other than that milestone, I’ve been eating lotsa lean protein, especially salmon (ZOMG delicious), and trying to work veggies into my regular diet. This is kinda’ hard since I’m trying to make them palatable for myself and my dy-no-mite kid, but it’s working out so far. :]

Anyway, enough with the novella. I’ve been walk/jogging 3 days a week just to maintain, and I’ll probably be starting p90x again within the next few weeks. I’d love to just run for a little while and lose more weight so that I would REALLY be able to see the effects after I’ve completed the program, but we’ll see.