Today I have to write a blog entry just because I have some good pictures to share!
First off, the pumpkin talk. I’m not sure if I like pumpkin as well as everyone else in blogland, but all the talk makes me think I like it! So I have been baking my ‘sugar pumpkins,’ and using them in different recipes. Yesterday I made some ‘pumpkin oats’ a la Lori, and they were DELISH! I used steel cut (my favorite) and added some flax meal.
Today I tried making pumpkin scones. I have been thinking about this for a while, and so had a plan formulated in my mind. These were tasty, but not ‘pumpkiny tasting’ enough. When something doesn’t have enough pumpkin flavor, I always wonder if it is because there is not enough pumpkin or not enough pumpkin pie spice. My friend pointed out that pumpkin in the can is more concentrated, and so you get more pumpkin flavor . I think she is right. I will probably try this recipe again with canned pumpkin (or I can let my homemade pumpkin drain for a while to ‘concentrate’ it.) Anyway, will share the recipe here, and if it comes out more pumpkiny the next time, will add it to my side bar.
Pumpkin Pecan Scones
1 cup oatmeal, ground
1 cup spelt flour
1 Tbsp baking powder
1 1/2 tsp pumpkin pie spice
1/2 cup pumpkin
3/4 cup goat milk yogurt
1 ounce pecans, chopped
2 Tbsp maple syrup
Go to my recipe for scones for mixing and baking directions, and ‘topping’ directions. I added cinnamon to the raw sugar for the topping. Since you don’t have to mix in the berries, go ahead and knead the dough twice. Pat into a circle, and cut in 8 wedges. 180 calories each.
Yesterday was an excellent day. Of course it was a good day. It was a ‘high carb’ day, or as I like to call it, ‘Fun With Food’ day. Vicky REALLY challenged me with my workout–tabata intervals ON THE WEIGHT MACHINES and PUSH-UPS! We also tried a few new machines, one of which was a ‘hip abductor’ I think, and something boinked in my hip-really hurt. I was willing to continue on, but Vicky-the wise one- said, no, lets move on. I decided to re-up my weekly appointments with her for 6 months. I really look forward to these workouts and food talk. My food choices have drastically changed for the better since I started working with Vicky, which is surprising to me, because I thought I was eating pretty darn healthy before.
I have been going to some dinner meetings for the last 3 weeks, and last night I had to ask my friend, Is it just me, or is the food they serve EXTRAORDINARILY high in fat. I mean, one of the women is thin and works out a ton (has her own work out room) and the other one is a sometimes Weight Watcher. But when I look at the food, it appears to be swimming in fat. Don’t get me wrong. It still tastes good. But I was/am truly perplexed. My friend just said I had been eating low fat for so long, it just seemed unusual to me. After the first week, I was really bothered by what to do about it. I finally decided to just account for the food, and I take really small portions of the main course, and big portion of salad (which still has WAY too much dressing) and have one small dessert. I really like all these people, and eating with them is part of the enjoyment. I could bring my own food, but I finally decided that I would be happier eating this way. And for now, that is working out well. Of course, I planned for this day of the week to be a ‘high carb’ day (1800 calories.) BTW, I did lose 2 pounds in the last 8 days, so it is a worthy plan for now. And I do like the challenge of eating different healthy foods–more green stuff and a little more meat. Its all good.
I am really happy about my increased energy level–in that I actually WANT to get out there and exercise. Especially the run/walking. Yesterday afternoon, even though I was a little sore from the Vicky workout, I wanted to go for a walk, so took Sophie and Oliver out. And even Sophie WANTED to run for a little while (on the way home–dinnertime!) BTW, I had a real scare with her last week. She hurt something, and I thought it was her back, just like Rindy. I gave her one of Rindy’s leftover prednisone pills and left her in the crate for the entire day, and she was fine the next morning. But it really scared me. That probably accounts for the increased pictures on the blog…
Sophie sharing her ‘perch’ with her big brother Oliver, the practically perfect black standard poodle.
This morning I spotted this in the garden, and had to share it. Here, in the mountains, the geraniums die with the first frost. I just plant new ones each year. They have become my favorite summer flower–so simple, but cheerful and predictable. And the pansies I really planted about a month ago so they would be good for winter/early spring.
Summer’s end, the bright promise of winter.
God is good, isn’t He?