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pushing the limits

15 Aug

Have you ever taken a Myer’s-Briggs personality test? I’ve taken the test twice. Once in a communication class in college and the second time was in premarital counseling. The second time I took it, my “type code” was “INFJ”. As far as how I view myself, I would agree completely with this result. These letters stand for Introversion, iNtuiting, Feeling and Judging. According to the report on my particular “judging” characteristic:

“To others, I seem to prefer a planned or orderly way of life, like to have things settled and organized, feel more comfortable when decisions are made, and like to bring life under control as much as possible.”

And for the majority of the time, I would completely agree with this statement about myself. I like things to be organized and for things to go as they were planned. This is not to say that I don’t like surprises, but I prefer that things work out as they should. I don’t like decisions to be hanging in limbo forever. I like to solve problems creatively but I get the task done as it should be. Unless I feel really passionate about a certain something, I usually keep my opinion to myself and try not to rock the boat. This may also be because I avoid confrontation like the plague, but I digress. This is all is true for about 90% of the time, but there are a select few things that “frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.” For these particular things, I don’t even think twice about pushing the limits and hop-skip-jumping over the boundaries.

One of these being the suggested “expired” dates on food.  Suggested, being the key word. Having worked in a grocery store the dates are merely suggestions, believe me. I mean a probiotic won’t kill you one day after the date listed, I promise. And neither will milk. When I used to drink it, I would always drink it after the out of date code. I can think of maybe one time where I kind of wanted to throw up afterwards because it truly was soured. If there is a big piece of mold on some food like bread or cheese, I’ll cut around it. No problem there. When I open a semi-old jar of salsa, applesauce, etc. and find a furry little friend on the top… I’m not going to lie, I completely ignore it and dig in (by strategically pouring or scooping around the little furry guy of course). It doesn’t bother me at all, especially if I really  need that tablespoon of pumpkin to make some cupcakes. If a banana is too mushy to even be peeled, who gives?! Its’ going in my smoothie one way or another. My husband on the other hand…is probably going to have a heart attack when he reads this.

I also really push my car to the limits. I’ve given her a name, Honcha, but besides the doting “pet-name” I’m truly not a good car-owner. This is semi-alright because I rarely use it anymore. But when I do, I will wait until I start sweating from nervousness because I’ve gone 20 miles with the “check gauge” light on and my gas meter line is about to break off before I will pull off at a gas station. I do remember an occasion where I had a couple nails in my tire and it slowly would leak. I didn’t have the cash to buy a new tire, so I kept making stops at my local gas station to fill it up. I am also pretty sure I just went half a year without getting an oil change, let alone adding more engine oil (if my dad were to read this, he would be shaking his head in disgrace, as many of you are… I still remember the first time I ever ran out of gas and he had to bring some to me. He was so mad and lectured me on how I am going to ruin my engine if I continue to do this. Clearly I didn’t follow through with that one because I still wait to the last possible nano-second before I fill up. I’ve also ran out of gas on another occasion, on the way back home from buying my wedding dress; he wasn’t the one I called that time). I push her hard, and luckily this one hasn’t bitten me in the butt, yet.

I also love to push myself when I am working out. I am just like anyone else wherein it takes a lot of encouraging self-talk to actually get me out there and doing it, but when I finally do, I never want to stop. I love feeling the strain in my muscles and the burn in my lungs. I love the euphoria it creates and the extreme sense of accomplishment that comes afterwards. If I didn’t have to work full time or have any other passions in life, I feel as though I would hardly ever leave the gym and may be on the verge of body-building stature.

And occasionally I can borrow elements from a few different confections and push them to the limits to make something other-wordly…

Chocolate-Raspberry Chilled Pie– gluten free, vegan



  • 2/3 c gluten-free flour mix (Bob’s Red Mill)
  • 1/3 c old-fashioned oats (gluten free)
  • 1/4 c granulated sugar
  • 1/4 c brown sugar
  • 1 tsp baking soda
  • 1 tsp salt
  • 1/4 c almonds, finely chopped
  • 1/2 c Earth Balance (I use the soy-free kind)


  • 2/3 c raw cashews
  • 2/3 c fresh raspberries
  • 1/3 c coconut oil
  • 1/3 c cocoa powder
  • 1/4 c agave
  • 1/8 tsp salt
Place the cashews in a small bowl or coffee mug. Add enough water to cover the nuts. Place in your refrigerator and let soak for four hours or up to over night.
To make the crust:
Because it has been so hot here lately, my earth balance starts melting immediately coming out of the fridge. It should be cool so I measure it out in a small bowl and put it in the freezer until I am ready to add it.
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.
I used a removable bottom tart pan, but you could also use a regular pie pan and you should not need to spray it with cooking oil.
In a large bowl or bowl of electric mixer, mix the flour, oats, sugars, baking soda, salt and nuts until well combined. Quickly chop the earth balance into 12 pieces and with the mixer on low speed, add them to the bowl. Let this go until the mixture looks like wet sand, about 2 minutes. Pour the mixture into baking pan and level out the bottom while pushing some of the mixture up the sides to make a crust, like so…

Bake crust for 20 minutes or until light golden brown. If the crust puffs up too much, while the it is still warm, carefully push down the bottom a little to make room for the filling. Let crust cool to room temperature.

For the filling:

Pull your cashews out of the fridge and drain. Place in a high speed blender along with the raspberries, coconut oil, cocoa powder, agave and salt. Blend until completely smooth. When the crust is completely cooled down, pour the filling into the crust. Shimmy and pick up and drop the pan onto the counter to smooth out the top. Place in the fridge until the filling is completely set.

When you’re there, get ready to indulge!


I may need to have many things planned, but I wasn’t planning on this being so good that to get every last drop of the filling out of the Vita-mix, I would be covered up to my elbows in chocolate!

So while you’re making your own pie, I’ll just be eating expired refried beans while trying to bring order to our credit card situation and dreaming about our completely gobbled up chocolate pie!






today, yes today

9 Mar

So far today, my digestive system has been really grumpy with me. It seems to since the impending test that is to be done. It’s saying, “Enough already!!

Since the decision has been made to test for celiac disease, I feel like I have been carb-loading for a marathon. I’ve been munching on anything that could possibly contain gluten. My thought is if I’m going to get this test done, I absolutely want to make sure that it is going to be 100% positive or negative. There is a possibility that a false-positive or a false-negative can occur. I don’t want to have to wait any longer than I have to to figure out what is going wrong with my inner-workings. Interestingly enough, all the things that I used to LOVE that have gluten, well they aren’t tasting as good to me anymore. I’ve just been eating them to be eating gluten. Although I do have to admit that the last round of Girl Scout Cookies did hit the spot 🙂

But in all honesty, I can’t even express to how hard this past month has been. It has completely taxed me physically, emotionally and spiritually. There have been a few days that I feel just fine and then there are days where I feel like I crawled up out of hell just to spend the better part of my day feeling like a rotting corpse.

I’ve prayed.


I’ve tried to relax.


I have hardly done any physical activity.


I haven’t got any cleaning done.


I haven’t got anything done for that matter.


Except maybe for reading. I have done a lot of that lately.


I’ve sat around like a zombie.


I feel like I’m in limbo.


So I am readying myself to go get my blood test done. I hopefully will not come close to passing out. This is what happened last time I gave blood, which is quite a frightening experience.

But I can only hope.

Hope with all my heart that this will be the answer. The answer to getting back my Kaleigh-ness.

this could change everything

27 Feb

Last week I went to the doctor. Despite feeling rushed out of there, I feel like it was a productive visit.

The doctor suspects food allergies.

Yeah, me too.

I’m going to be tested for celiac disease. Celiac is where gluten (the protein in wheat) is not tolerated well in a certain individual. The intestines become so bombarded with this protein that the villi (little fingers in the small intestine that absorb the nutrients from the food we eat) lay down flat (they are supposed to stand straight up). This can lead to malnutrition, digestive issues, skin problems, etc. Despite my best efforts to be off gluten for about 3 weeks, I now have to be right back on it for at least 4 weeks. This is because if I am not eating gluten, my body is not being challenged by it. If your body is not being exposed, the test could be a false-negative.

So the countdown begins.

I know things will get very complicated if I am positively diagnosed, but I secretly wish that it is true. I have been having issues for a very long time. I want to know already! I want it to be done. If it is not celiac, then its more waiting and investigation.

The truth would set me free.

It would change things. A lot of things.

Eating at family get-togethers will have to be different. We may have to totally change our kitchen. If my case is severe enough, we may have to replace all of our cookware because of cross-contamination. It will make for a lot of work to re-vamp favorite family recipes.

But I’m getting way ahead of myself here.

I need to just take it as it comes. I just know that I am so excited to get this all figured out because being back on gluten has not been a walk in the park. It’s been quite the opposite. I feel completely un-like myself and generally quite yucky.

But I sense that there is a silver lining. I’m counting down the days.

Only ten more days until (hopefully) freedom.




something is a little fishy…

11 Feb

Besides Molly’s recent DIY apartment remodeling and the prices of bananas going up, there has been more fishy happenings going on around here.

The best of these happenings has got to be the Salmon Salad I made the other day.

Here’s my twist on the classic tuna salad:

Salmon Salad


  • 1 lb. salmon
  • 1 T red wine vinegar
  • 2 T pickle relish
  • 1/2 tsp Old Bay Seasoning*
  • 3/4 c mayonnaise
  • Zest and juice of 1 large lemon
  • 2 celery stalks, finely chopped
  • 1/2 c chopped red onion (about 1/4 of a large onion)
  • 2 green onions, chopped
  • salt and pepper to taste


You’re going to learn how to poach fish! Don’t worry, it’s super easy 🙂

Pour 3 cups of water into a deep skillet and place the salmon in the skillet. Add more water to completely cover the fish if necessary. Place a lid on the skillet and cook over medium-low heat for 10 minutes. You should cook the salmon 10 minutes for every inch of thickness it is. After the fish is cooked, remove it from the skillet and refrigerate until cool.

Meanwhile, make the sauce!

In a large bowl combine red wine vinegar, relish, Old Bay seasoning,mayonnaise, and the zest and juice of the lemon. Whisk together until combined.

When salmon is cool, shred the meat into bite-sized pieces with a fork. Add shredded salmon to the bowl with the sauce. Add remaining ingredients and stir to combine.

*If you don’t have Old Bay Seasoning, which is a seafood seasoning, use instead a pinch of cayenne, a pinch of garlic salt, and a pinch of paprika. Or anything else you’d like!

**Refrigerate leftovers. And then add them to noodles to make a faux ‘tuna noodle casserole’!

In other fishy news, our cable/internet bill has gone up $40 since last month for no real apparent reason! What?! This is not going to work for us so we are getting rid of cable (Gasp!). Unheard of, I know, and we are considering changing providers for our internet services. So needless to say, posts may be few and far in between while we figure all this out.

And the most unhappy of ‘fishy things’ is that I am still not feeling well. I thought things were getting much better, but it all came to a crashing halt a couple days ago. Either I’m totally missing something with taking gluten/dairy out, the problem is not gluten and dairy, or it’s taking much longer for my body to get rid of the gluten than I thought. Did you know it could take up to 8 weeks for someone to flush out gluten? It’s crazy, but true enough. So I’m going to the doctor. I REALLY hate going to the doctor. I’ve gone several times for my ‘issues’ and they never really ‘listen’ to me. They hand me a pill and say, “Try this and we’ll check back in to see how it goes.”

It never works and I never go back in for the check-in. I really pray that this doesn’t happen again. I am frustrated beyond belief and if I just get a pill handed to me, I may explode.

I’ve been working really hard on my diet right now so I can only hope that this visit will be a productive visit.

What about you? Is there something fishy happening in your life?


what happened?

2 Feb

Have you ever had one of those moments where something happens and it is so impossibly hard to fathom that you don’t even know how to react? You don’t know whether to laugh, cry, scream or punch something? I’ve definitely had a few of these moments in my life. They are usually completely life-changing moments, something that I will never forget.

Last night we had one of these moments. Maybe not life-changing but certainly something that will not be forgot. After Kyle picked me up from work on his way home, we ran in the apartment as quick as possible to get out of the cold and to greet our dogs.

Please keep in mind that the last time I was home was only a mere 2.5 hours earlier, on my lunch break. During this last visit I had caught Sam on the couch (which is a big no-no at our house) and quickly scolded him.

As we unlocked the door, the evidence was clear that he had been on the couch again. A couple wet marks where he had been licking or chewing on his feet (so weird that he does this, right?). Busted. As I was scolding the boy for the second time this evening, I looked up at Kyle peering over the baby gates where Molly has been while we were at work.

WHAT happened?” is what I heard. I thought maybe she decided to chew on a toilet paper tube or something innocent. Much more innocent. As I walked up to the bathroom next to Kyle, I was a little confused at first. The bright bathroom lights made things a little hazy as there were things strewn about everywhere.

As my eyes focused, and the connections were made all we could do was stare…..

Apparently Molly has hopped on the remodeling bandwagon because she clearly wanted to see what kind of flooring was under the linoleum.

Unfortunately it’s not beautiful cherry hardwood that just needs a little love.

(I could only stomach taking two pictures)

We were shell-shocked. We could barely speak. I mean, WHAT HAPPENED? She went crazy with a capital C within a matter of only 2.5 hours!  Because believe me, before I went back to finish my shift, we still had a floor in our bathroom and I had no idea it was linoleum. We just stared. Stared into the abyss that is now our bathroom floor. Completely befuddled.

I thought that she was done with all this. I thought she was over the crazy puppy stuff.




I told you she is a loose cannon. A psycho of Norman Bates proportion.

Guess where Molly gets to be now?

Welcome to your own personal penalty box devil-child.

Shockingly, she likes it. I only hope that she won’t become a “locked-up” psycho in there. I just don’t know if I can handle another bombshell. I know our pet deposit certainly can’t.

Despite this unfortunate occurence, I have been managing to throw together some pretty delicious things. Good thing too, because I’m pretty sure that both Kyle and I are emotional eaters. This can be evidenced in that the very few things that was muttered after the un-welcomed destruction discovery was Kyle saying, “If there was ever a night to have ice cream, this would be it.”

Indeed it is my dear. And we ate.

And this morning I wanted something special, too. I felt like something different. Something I’ve never had before. Gluten free pancakes? I think, yes.

Cinnamon Banana Pancakes

I essentially followed this recipe. I halved it, changed up the flour, added spice and bananas. It made 5 HUGE pancakes.


  • 3/4 c Bobs’ Red Mill All-Purpose Gluten Free Baking Mix
  • 1 tsp baking powder
  • 1/2 tsp cinnamon, optional
  • 1/4 tsp salt
  • 1/2 c almond milk
  • 1/2 T apple cider vinegar
  • 1 1/2 T coconut oil
  • Diced banana, optional


Combine almond milk and apple cider vinegar in a small bowl. Let sit for about 5 minutes. Whisk together dry ingredients in a medium bowl. Add milk mixture to dry ingredients and whisk until smooth.

Heat a large skillet over medium high heat and spray with cooking spray. Pour in pancake batter to what size you prefer. Place bananas on pancakes. Cook until all ends look dry and flip. Enjoy with whatever toppings you like!

I went with agave, Pumpkorn, coconut shreds, and a chunk o’ butter.

These certainly distracted me from the odd floor-job Molly has performed.

Does anyone have any suggestions or helpful hints on fixing her mess? Any low-cost tips would be great. It would be nice if we didn’t owe several hundred dollars plus our deposit upon moving out.

I better get going. I need to bone-up on DIY demo…




28 Jan

Today felt different. Like the turning of a corner.

Maybe the difference was that I started my day with a Kath-inspired smoothie.

In my smoothie I had:

  • 1 banana
  • 1 c frozen berries
  • 1 scoop of Garden of Life Raw Meal
  • a sprinkle pumpkin pie spice
  • 1 c almond milk
  • topped with Pumpkorn (soo delicious)


I’ve seen Kath’s “smoothie in a bowl” and I never thought I would like crunchy, chewy things in my smoothie. I assumed WRONG!! I love it!

The “different” feeling could also have been that it was 67 degrees in the middle of January. In Colorado. Quite strange, but it felt “needed”.

I got to run outside. It was the perfect day for this! I haven’t done this in ages. This was special for two reasons.

1. I felt really good today. Mentally and physically. (This may not be the case later on as I have eaten a very large amount of banana bread mush. Turns out mush is just as good as fully-baked bread.)

2. I felt a soul-warming effect that the sun can only do in it’s own special way.

Truly though, this weather is going to be getting my enternal clock all messed up. Tomorrow is the start of spring, right?

Regardless, it’s awakening in me some really wonderful things.

The past couple weeks, as soon as I’ve roused from sleep, my mind immediately starts going over my to-do list. Compiling in mind what things I absolutely need to get done today. Instead, this morning I felt calm. I felt no rush. I got up and eased into the day. Every once in a while I felt the anxious feeling creeping in, but then I immediately dismissed it. I thoroughly enjoyed the day and for once, time felt like it slowed down.

Today inspired me to want to brake free from my winter cocoon and go plant some vegetables in a garden. I want to go fishing with Kyle. I’d like to go lay on a perfectly warm San Diego sunny beach.

I’m feeling inspired to try a bunch of new foods and concoct fun, new recipes. My cravings for food are changing too. I want greens again. Fresh flavors! Give me a big salad!!

And that is exactly what I did when I was done with my modest, yet wonderful 3.74 mile run (I mapped my run online ;)). I used the delightful inspiration from my run to make a sunny salad, complete with homemade dressing.

I felt like combining hot and cold in this salad so in the mix was:

  • green leaf lettuce
  • warm quinoa
  • lightly steamed broccoli and carrots
  • black beans
  • chopped raw onion
  • ginger salad dressing
  • salt and pepper

The dressing has been in the works for a while. I drew inspiration from the store-bought Annie’s Naturals Gingerly Vinaigrette.

Ginger Salad Dressing makes 1/2 c


  • 2 T apple cider vinegar
  • 1 T soy sauce
  • 2 tsp agave nectar
  • 2 T olive oil
  • 1/2 tsp ground ginger
  • 2 tsp dijon mustard
  • pinch of xanthan gum or cornstarch (optional, for a little thickness)
  • fresh ground pepper, to taste


Place all ingredients in s small bowl and whisk to combine. Adjust seasonings as needed.

The rest of the day has been spent working on a new recipe, eating banana mush and taking the dogs on a jaunt. I sensed that they were also inspired by the beautiful weather and wanted to get out in the fresh air as well.

This day has been truly apprecitated.

Now if only I could find inspiration to deal with all the dirty dishes…


oh brother!/oh baby!

27 Jan

Yesterday was a rough day. I didn’t feel good. Again. I’m feeling more frustration than anything else. Needless to say, I decided that I didn’t want to lay around all day. I was refusing. I didn’t do a whole lot, but I did do something. I set out to make banana bread. Gluten free banana bread. With chocolate chips.

I decided to go off of Erin McKenna’s recipe in her book Babycakes.

Ever since I received this cookbook I have been eyeing the delicious pictures. I’ve been fading in and out of really going for it though, because I wasn’t having any “known” issues with gluten. But now that I am avoiding, I’m going to dive right in.

I was quite sure I had all the ingredients.

Until it came to the agave.

I tried to drip out as much as possible. Do you like my dripping contraption? I was pretty proud of it.

Unfortunately my ingenious contraption did not prove to be the solution. As much as I wanted there to be enough, there was only half of what the recipe called for. Oh brother.

I already had been laying on the couch in comatose for an hour by this point, if that gives you an idea of my motivation level. But for goodness sakes, this was my day off! I want a day to do what I want to do! And laying on the couch feeling like poo is NOT on my to do list. I decided to get up, walk to the store, get a little fresh air and a little kombucha. This is the first time I’ve tried this. I originally was going to go with the cocktail that Kyle made me last time, but at first glance, I couldn’t find the ginger juice. I wanted to get out of there ASAP, so instead I grabbed Synergy Trilogy Kombucha. I’ve heard from a couple people this flavor was the best and it did not disappoint. I loved it. Maybe I should be drinking one every day?

Anyways, I got home. And after much more convincing of myself and half a bottle of kombucha, I was off. At a turtles’ pace. The only changes I made to the recipe is that I used almond milk instead of rice milk.


Oh brother. This bowl is too small

This seems to be where things started to go awry. The recipe suggests adding 1 cup of chocolate chips.  In hindsight, I think this was way too many. I would say a little less than 3/4c would be ideal.

It also says that you will have left-over batter? That also seemed quite odd to me. So I filled up a normal loaf pan and a mini. Thankfully, I am so glad this happened…

She looks beautiful, doesn’t she. Perfectly golden brown. Slightly sunken in, which can be fixed with a little tweak of baking soda/powder. Minor detail. But doesn’t she look wonderful? Slightly crispy outside. Probably soft and sweet on the inside?


Oh. Brother.

With a flop on the board and a subsequent pile of mush, I thought I might cry. Pure devastation. To add insult to injury Kyle was lustfully looking over my shoulder (at the bread, not me) as all this happened.

What a wonderful husband. Despite the crash, he was still thinking, “Banana bread! Oh baby!”

What the heck happened!?

Well first off, the directions say bake @ 325 for 35 minutes. I SHOULD have realized that this was ridiculous.

In my sick haze, I didn’t. Instead, I followed the recipe to a T.

In my sick haze, I should have done the toothpick test, but I didn’t. I assumed Erin’s instructions were iron-clad. No need for further investigation.

Big mistake! It seems that Erin and I are just not speaking the same language. We clearly need to spend some more time together.


There was still some hope though…

The little engine that could.

The mini.


In hindsight, the normal loaf didn’t need any sort of baking powder/soda ratio tweaking. The poor thing just needed to be baked at least twice as long as it was!

But oh baby! This had to be THE BEST gluten free baked good I’ve EVER tasted. Even the mush was slightly addictive!

Thank goodness for the mini.

Only problem is, the “shelf-life” will be virtually non-existant with Kyle lusting over my shoulder 🙂

Oh brother.





19 Jan

As I was typing my last post, I had every intention of getting right up to wrastle with my to-do list. I had dreams of tackling a couple closets for the purge-o-mania, making a trip to the craft store, and getting in a long run.

Well… my body said NO.

Without any warning signs I was side-lined with tummy troubles and severe fatigue. The only thing I could figure happened was that I got a hold of one too many pieces of cheese or I got a stomach bug.

Regardless, I’ve missed 1 day of work and I’m still feeling a little “off” today. Monday evening, I was lucky enough to have my wonderful husband home by my side. I really was craving two things… and not much else… raw carrot-ginger juice and chicken noodle soup. With all the ingredients on hand for the soup at home, I figured I would just make some. In hind-sight, I must have been a little out of it thinking that I could do this because the whole evening I floated in and out of sleep. Kyle reminded me that I was sick and heroically set off to the grocery for the second time that day to buy said items.

Kyle brought home Amy’s No Chicken Noodle soup (ie vegetarian soy-ness), carrot juice, Tazo ginger juice, and some magazines for me. What a guy! He mixed a cocktail for me, (ie carrot and ginger juice) and it was absolutely delicious. The soup on the other hand was, well, weird tasting. I mostly slurped the juice and tried to eat around the tofu.

The next day, I was feeling significantly better but I still wanted soup.

Need Some Help Chicken Noodle Soup- gluten free


2 medium-large chicken breasts

2 T olive oil

1 huge carrot, or 2 medium

2 celery stalks and their leaves

1 medium onion

4 sprigs fresh thyme

1 T chopped fresh sage

1 tsp cayenne pepper

Salt and pepper to taste

8 oz noodles of your choice, I used rice vermicelli

1 can of garbanzos, drained and rinsed (optional)

64 oz of water or broth


Place chicken breasts in a large soup pot and cover with about 3-4 cups of water.

Bring to a slow boil and cook until chicken is no longer pink. Be careful not to overcook. I did do this and the chicken was a little chewy :(.

Meanwhile chop the carrot, celery and onion into a medium dice.  

Heat the olive oil in a large skillet over medium high heat. Add the vegetables, herbs and spices.

Cook until just slightly browning and until the carrots are crisp-tender, about 5-7 minutes.  Set aside.

When chicken is done, pull it out of the water and set aside to cool. When it is cool enough to handle, pull apart into bite-sized pieces. 

Here is where you can deviate from what I did. Personally, I like when you are eating homemade chicken noodle soup and you can see the fat float to the top of the bowl, which means flavor. What I did was strain the water that I cooked the chicken in to remove any large, unwanted chunks.

I poured the water right back into the pot I cooked it in and added extra homemade turkey stock. All of this together equaled about 64 oz of liquid. Instead, you could use all store bought stock or water but the broth/stock will be much more flavorful.

Add the cooked veggies, chicken and garbanzos to the broth and heat over medium heat.

I found these babies leftover in our pantry so I decided to go with these rather than traditional wheat noodles. I also have another reason, which I will describe in a minute. I had half a package.

I broke them in small pieces and added them to the pot. This was certainly a messy affair. 

Let the noodles cook and all the flavors come together over medium heat for about 10 minutes.

Next up, it’s time to heal!

I must admit that I am slightly very confused about my current health situation. I pondered this as I was making my gluten free soup. I clearly know that I have a dairy intolerance. But what if I am still missing something? Generally most people who have gluten intolerances also have dairy sensitivities. I feel like every time I have done an elimination diet I have rushed adding back in gluten and I haven’t really determined if this bothers me or not. I have consciously been working on my diet lately, so despite my little cheese incidence, I have no reason to be feeling so poorly.

So here comes a really big decision: I am going gluten free. This explains the choice of rice noodles in my soup. This is kind of painful considering my new-found love for beer and I am also a bread freak. I can’t help it, that’s the way my momma raised me. But all that means is that I need to keep working on expanding my baking horizons. I plan to do this for at least 2 weeks. Then I can possibly start adding it back in and see how it goes.

My soup was wonderful, despite the over-cooked chicken. I really loved the rice noodles in it. They made the soup more full, if that makes any sense. I’m going to be drinking Traditional Medicinals Every Day Detox tea every day for a while to see if this helps too. Hopefully I am going to get back on track because I was feeling really great before this glitch and I’d really like to get back to exercising and I want to finish up this house purge! Look forward for some tips on going gluten-free and of course, recipes!

Another surprise that came without any warning? A snow storm!

I walked home one hour, not needing any extra jacket, and then after a two hour nap, it was blizzarding! Until next time, take care of yourself or you might get caught off-guard yourself!