Debbie's Blog2008-08-19T21:39:52Zhttp://debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com/atom.aspxQuick BlogHow It Startedtag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-08-25:b582fbb2-a11e-45c8-b1df-7dd26c800cf5Debbie Lee2007-08-25T16:39:16Z2007-08-25T15:52:00Z Let me cite an example. I can remember once not long after I got married I was making a cake and realized I was missing an ingrediant. I went to the store and purchased the missing item. Now, the trouble is, the store was not a safe place for a young woman to be after dark. I had been brought up to believe I should be able to do anything a man could do. ( I still believe I can but I don't know if I should) When I got back from the store I called my mom. She said, "Do you mean he let you go to the store?" Now honestly. that was the first time I considered whether he could let me do anything or not. I have to admit, part of me wished he had said, "No, its to dangerous for you to go up there now wait until tomarrow (or better yet, I'll go for you). For twenty two years that little seed grew in my mind. I want to be considered equal, of course, but I soon got over the idea that I am the same. Like most women I have talked to I felt like I was in charge of everything from housekeeping to bill paying to meal planning. I was constantly tired. I dreamed of having my husband take charge.
Having a man in charge when you like it is one thing. Having a man in charge all the time is quite another. I thought about it for a long time, would I really like living that way? It has nothing at all to do with my intelligence just my prefrerences. I think asking him to be HOH and discipline me was one of the hardest conversations I have ever had with my husband. It was a side of myself I had never revealed to him or anyone else. Frankly, I was afraid he would think it funny.
For a long time he refused. How could he "hit" me? I argued that a smack on the bottom does not constitute abuse. __Don't send ANY e mails about that! Finally he agreed with the provision that I could say I changed my mind at any time. That has been over two years ago and I have never doubted my decision. He does not enjoy disciplining me and shows no signs (physical or othewise) of deriving pleasure from the experiance. One of the rules we talked about from the begining was there would be no love making on the same night as a discipline. I don't get disciplined often. It has been six weeks since my last one. I do respect the idea that there are certain things I can't do or I will get one. I can't endanger myself or the children, I can't lie, I can't spend more than $50 with out telling DH (He doesn't spend more than $50 without telling me) I can't refuse sex without a really good reason. When I get disciplined, the idea that I have let him down hurts more than the spanking. I find that I am spending more time trying to please him. When he was my 50/50 partner pleasing him wasn't as much a priority as it is now. I don't mean bedroom things necessarily. I mean I try to have his coffee ready before he comes to the kitchen in the mornng and stuff like that.
Why do I go along with it when it is admittedly a lot of work? For what I get out of it of course! He opens doors for me and I let him. I don't care what Gloria thinks. I can carry her through a door but I still like having DH open them for me. He won't let me carry anything heavy. He LISTENS to what I say. He trys to please me.--and not just in the bedroom. He takes me places he knows I like (antiquing). He makes an honest effort not to do the things I am forbidden to do. We are spending a lot more time behind closed doors and its not because I am getting punished. I couldn't be happier. I'm not his equal. I'm his princess. Someone said one of my previous posts was the sickest thing they had ever seen. God I wish it was. That same day CNN ran an article about a little boy in Iraq who was covered in gas and sat on fire. Don't worry about me. I could go back to not being disciplined if I wanted to but I don't. I am happy the way I am. ]]>Satisfactiontag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-07-15:51ba2289-6a92-4090-b40d-292088fabf94Debbie Lee2007-07-15T11:15:00Z2007-07-15T11:15:00Z Obviously, there has to be a system in place to govern the amount of fattening food consumed or the weight won't come off or will come back. For me, I've been writing down every calorie I eat and holding myself to a limit of 1800. I have also made it a point not to eat unless I am hungry, meaning I have hunger pangs. When I have hunger pangs I eat a little something and see if they go away. If they do I don't eat until they return. Following this formula, I usually eat between 1200 and 1400 calories a day. The trouble comes when I want something but am not really hungry. Often this is because someone else is eating something tasty. I am learning to promise myself that I can have the tasty item once I become hungry. I haven't denied myself anything except artificial ingredients. Corn chips, ice cream, pizza, all have crossed my lips. I measure out about 300 calories of food and eat that before waiting to see if my hunger is satisfied. One slice of pizza is usually 300 calories. Of course, I would like 1/2 a pizza but I don't need it so the hard part is backing away after the one slice. 30 minutes later, if my tummy is talking, I can have another slice. ( I know from experience that it won't be)
Food is therefore grouped into two categories in my mind. The first is food that I control. I have control over veggies, meats, candy, milk, and probably most other food. The second group is the food that controls me. these are the things that, if I start eating, I won't stop when I'm full. Potato chips and dip, cola, cheese, and a few other items of shocking caloric value. What to do about group two? First, limit exposure--I know that I will have to face these foods and even enjoy them but I don't want them before me all the time. There is no reason to stress my willpower. Second, if I come in contact with them have a built in control. For example, pizza has been dealt with by DH. Our local pizza parlor will sell a slice and a salad for $4. If I request pizza he will take me there and order that for me. One slice ordered is one slice eaten and I know I won't be asked if I want another one. If I want potato chips I will buy the small bag that usually cost 25c. That used to be called a single serving bag before everything got biggie-sized. That way I can finish it and there is no more temptation. I've been out to eat twice this month and both times asked for a box when I placed my order. 1/2 an entrée was plenty and once I actually divided it into three meals.
When I do get hungry, I ask myself what would I really like to have. Sometimes that takes ten minutes to figure out. Sometimes the answer surprises me. A few days ago it was a bowl of oatmeal at 8pm--go figure. Whatever it is I make a point to eat it without doing anything else--no t.v. computers, telephone etc... Concentrating on whatever I'm eating really helps enhance the experience. Most of my weight was probably gained while mindlessly eating. This morning I ate a serving of granola piece by piece while sitting on my porch. It was heavenly. Do you remember granola? each bite is different with nuts, grains, fruit and spices. Eating it took 30 minutes and I can't think of anything I have enjoyed more in a long time. That granola was truly satisfying. It was exactly what I wanted and since my tummy was growling it was exquisite. One thing about eating mindlessly--nothing truly tastes good. When was the last time you really enjoyed your food?
What if I really got to craving something "terrible" like cheesecake? Thank Goodness it hasn't happened yet but I know it will. I would try to buy a small piece of the best cheesecake I can find and really enjoy it. I would try to find a friend to share it with because I would hate to throw half of it away(and I'm not sure I could) DH hates cheesecake so would probably do me the honors of giving me a part of a slice before pitching the rest. I know its a waste but better than eating the whole thing. I would never buy low-fat or low cal cheesecake. Blah! Of course, I would have to count it in my daily calorie count.
I know there is a popular Christian diet with some of these same thoughts. I enjoyed the book. Where it changes is I don't know how much mental or spiritual anguish I have been through due to diet. I don't think I am having any sort of crisis--I just haven't paid enough attention to what I eat. Also, I'm unwilling pay anyone to tell me how to avoid food.
Finally, I have written a whole post with no mention of getting disciplined. Still that is the backbone of the whole thing. If I go to The Cheesecake Factory and eat 1500 calories of cheesecake I will probably get a spanking. If it makes me sick, I'll get a spanking. If I don't lose weight for the week I will definitely get a spanking. Believe me, that makes a difference when I am standing there wanting to eat a whole piece whether my tummy needs it or not. I've had responses from some people who think it is horrible for DH to discipline me. That happens weekly at most (so far I haven't gotten one for not loosing) but walking away from The Cheesecake Factory is what really hurts. ]]>
When I do get hungry, I ask myself what would I really like to have. Sometimes that takes ten minutes to figure out. Sometimes the answer surprises me. A few days ago it was a bowl of oatmeal at 8pm--go figure. Whatever it is I make a point to eat it without doing anything else--no t.v. computers, telephone etc... Concentrating on whatever I'm eating really helps enhance the experience. Most of my weight was probably gained while mindlessly eating. This morning I ate a serving of granola piece by piece while sitting on my porch. It was heavenly. Do you remember granola? each bite is different with nuts, grains, fruit and spices. Eating it took 30 minutes and I can't think of anything I have enjoyed more in a long time. That granola was truly satisfying. It was exactly what I wanted and since my tummy was growling it was exquisite. One thing about eating mindlessly--nothing truly tastes good. When was the last time you really enjoyed your food?
fourth weigh intag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-07-15:d3eaedd2-4019-44f5-9cd7-d643e946e2e7Debbie Lee2007-07-15T08:36:00Z2007-07-15T08:36:00Z]]>I forgot to post my weight on Friday. I weighed in at 187 and DH at 205 so we lost a pound each.Disciplined!tag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-07-06:93730b23-574e-4bd3-aa35-ad32380ed7fdDebbie Lee2007-08-21T12:17:16Z2007-07-06T19:52:00Z I'm not kidding, I felt my stomach drop when I saw my husband bring out a heavy belt. It is one of those old ones that came with a silver buckle and had a name stamped on it. He doesn't wear it much anymore because it is to heavy for style today. I only got seven, which I have to admit I thought was lenient although I was howling the whole time. I don't get a discipline often and it is amazing how quickly I forget how much it hurts--just a blinding pain. You would think this is the end of the story wouldn't you? Well, you're wrong, when I mess up, I make sure I do it right.
on Wednesday I went to clean my in-laws house. I do this every week and cook dinner for them. I cleaned up the dishes and DH and I went home. So, yesterday I get a phone call. When I was cleaning up the stove I accidentally pushed a knob and turned the burner on a little bit. My father in law smelled gas and turned it off. He thought he should call and let me know. Of course, DH came by just in time to hear the conversation. I admit, I thought about just not telling him but he had heard enough to know something was up. If I didn't tell, he would find out and it would be a whole lot worse.
I was informed that since the last "wake up call" hadn't worked I would be getting a much harder discipline this time. Repeat the whole procedure just this time I wound up with more like fifteen instead of seven. My backside is so sore I can hardly sit down. Imagine how relieved I was that the scale was nice to me this morning. I don't exactly know if DH would have given me another dose but I'm glad I didn't have to find out. One thing I can say for sure, I will be very careful with the gas on the stove from now on.
**********It has been a while since I wrote this and I can't believe the comments I have received. I have deleted those I think were simply inappropriate. I would like to make a couple comments though. First, my two children have no idea that I am disciplined and both are happy in every way. Second a few people have said Jesus would never discipline anyone. Remember the money changers in the temple? Third to those who say I like it. I don't when I am getting it but I like the way it makes me feel in general. I also get lighter "romantic spankings which I do enjoy (hope Leah doesn't mind me saying so :O) and finally to all those who have concerned themselves about my being abused. You just don't know me very well. I am not abused nor capable of being abused. I imagine that if one of you raging feminist find yourself beaten by a man you had better hope Leah or I (or someone of like mind) comes along to beat the stuffing out of him for you. I know I'm capable and from reading I sort of believe Leah is as well. My submission is quite voluntary. I have had a few that said they don't know why women need it. Well I think I could have been single and led my life just fine but in order to be a couple someone has to be in charge and someone has to follow. If you think you have an equal partnership ask yourself how many times has your husband given in to you. If it is 90% than maybe your in charge and he is being abused. For us, the discipline is the sign that DH is in charge not because of defect on my part but because of mutual choice. Now if you just have nothing else to do but rant about this blog please go away. I am tired of deleting your messages.
]]>I'm not kidding, I felt my stomach drop when I saw my husband bring out a heavy belt. It is one of those old ones that came with a silver buckle and had a name stamped on it. He doesn't wear it much anymore because it is to heavy for style today. I only got seven, which I have to admit I thought was lenient although I was howling the whole time. I don't get a discipline often and it is amazing how quickly I forget how much it hurts--just a blinding pain. You would think this is the end of the story wouldn't you? Well, you're wrong, when I mess up, I make sure I do it right.Third weigh intag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-07-06:28370d26-984c-4a5c-bc6f-a3205e8c26d8Debbie Lee2007-07-06T19:48:00Z2007-07-06T19:48:00Z]]>Second Weigh intag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-06-29:a6c157e8-91db-41d3-8d35-d6c028e43109Debbie Lee2007-06-29T10:31:00Z2007-06-29T10:31:00Z My husband weighs 206 so he has gone from 213 to 206 in two weeks. ]]>I got weighed again. I weigh 191.3 but I'm on my period. I weighed 189 on Wednesday so I think I'm retaining water. Either way I have escaped the belt :) My husband weighs 206 so he has gone from 213 to 206 inMeal Prep Partytag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-06-28:2ba048e4-1cf3-4a68-9e82-91420802976aDebbie Lee2007-06-29T11:31:11Z2007-06-28T08:39:00Z the seven meals are
1. stir fry shrimp or chicken 2. salad with grilled chicken 3. spaghetti 4. fish with chicken seasoned rice 5.buffalo or bbq chicken sandwiches 6. taco salad 7 crock pot roast beef
The person dealing with the hamburger has the hardest job. She needs to make spaghetti sauce and chili for the taco salad. here is her grocery list.
8 pounds hamburger(or use part ground poultry) 4 pounds onions 2 16 ounce jars spaghetti sauce 13 16 ounce cans crushed tomatoes (maybe buy four extra to go with roast beef) 5 tablespoons Italian seasoning 4 tablespoons oregano 8 tablespoons crushed garlic 4 beef bullion cubes (see note) 1 pound peppers (optional) 1 pound mushrooms (optional) 2 16 ounce cans red kidney beans 2 teaspoons cumin salt and pepper to taste crushed red pepper to taste
1. chop all the onions (I've heard husbands are surprisingly good at this) 2. in large pan fry all the hamburger with the onions (or do two batches) 3 drain hamburger in colander and rinse to remove as much fat as possible 4. divide meat in half 5. for spaghetti sauce combine 1/2 the hamburger, 2 jars spaghetti sauce and 8 cans tomatoes in large pot. Cook over low heat add pork bone if using, bullion cubes, salt, pepper, crushed red pepper, 1/2 the garlic, Italian seasoning and oregano cook over low heat for 2-3 hours stirring occasionally. Add peppers and mushrooms during last hour of cooking if using. When sauce has reduced by 1/4 remove pork bone and allow sauce to cool for about an hour. 6. for chili combine remaining hamburger 5 cans crushed tomatoes, chili powder, 1/2 the garlic, the cumin, salt, pepper, and crushed red pepper to taste in crock pot cook on low for 4 add 2 16 ounce cans red kidney beans during last hour.
7. divide spaghetti sauce into 2 cup containers label (sticky notes taped down work well) 8. divide chili the same way. 9. I'm sure there will be four 2 cup containers of chili but there will be extra spaghetti sauce. I've never really measure the quantity. Extra is a good thing Divide with the other three cooks
When ready to eat spaghetti thaw in microwave (or leave in fridge the night before) then nuke until hot. Serve over hot pasta. Serve with a salad. When ready to eat taco salad heat chili the same way. If it is to thin mix one tablespoon flour with 1/4 cup water and add to chili microwave until thickened. place a few--we are trying to lose weight--baked corn chips in a bowl place chili in center, top with lettuce, tomato, and salsa
the cook with the chicken has it easy
10 pounds chicken breast 4 bottles chicken wing hot sauce or barbecue sauce it you have a kid who won't eat hot things) 4 packs hamburger buns
1. if possible grill 5 pounds of chicken on outdoor grill. Season with a dry rub. (BAM! ) if not possible bake it 2. place remaining chicken in crock pot with one bottle of wing sauce cook on low 3-4 hours until meat is very tender. add more sauce if necessary 3. place grilled chicken breasts on cookie sheet and freeze in single layer. When frozen, place them in four freeer bags. 4. divide spicy chicken into four containers. when ready to serve chicken salad slice defrosted chicken breast and serve over green salad from veggie lady. choose your dressing carefully. when ready to serve spicy chicken defrost and place hot chicken on buns. this would be good with a salad that has a little blue cheese crumbed over it.
The salad lady has it fairly easy also.
1. buy a large bag of frozen stir fry veggies and divide. (I buy them from a wholesale club. They come with a sauce which I discard) and salad to go with grilled chicken. 2. cook enough rice for each cook to have 2 cups of cooked rice and freeze in individual containers. Rice freezes well and can be reheated in microwave. 3. make stir fry sauce-- mix 6 tablespoons cornstarch, 1 tablespoon minced garlic, 2 teaspoons instant beef bullion (optional), 1 teaspoon onion powder, 6 tablespoons wine vinegar, 6 tablespoons water and 2 tablespoons ginger add 3/4 cup soy sauce and either 3/4 cup brown sugar or orange juice (sugar is tastier of course) and 2 2/3 cups water mix well and divide into 4 containers or jars. 4. cut up 2 zucchini, 2 pounds mushrooms, 3 large onions and 3 bell peppers mix and divide into four bags and freeze for roast beef night when ready to serve stir fry heat small amount of oil in wok or large pan and add chosen meat, stir fry a minute or two then add package of veggies stir fry until veggies are crisp tender and meat is cooked shake stir fry sauce and add one cup cook until sauce thickens meanwhile microwave rice to heat (it is better to let it defrost in fridge overnight)
Roast beef Lady
Roast beef lady doesn't have to cook at all
1. buy four eye of round beef roast about 2 pounds each. I buy these at the wholesale club. It will be one big piece that needs to be cut up.
2. buy enough fish for each person to have a four ounce serving and place in single layer on cookie sheet freeze then divide into four bags. unless they are sold already packaged. My local store often has salmon in individual sized bags 3.choose chicken breast or pork loin and slice meat thinly. place one pound in each of four bags add a little soy sauce and ginger then freeze for stir fry. 4. make rice mix-- for each bag add 2 tablespoons instant chicken bullion, 1 tablespoon dried parsley, 1 tablespoon dried onion flakes, 1/4 teaspoon thyme and 1/4 teaspoon garlic powder add one cup dry long grain white rice.
When ready to cook roast beef place frozen meat in crock pot with 1 16 ounce can tomatoes, 1 teaspoon Italian seasoning, 1 teaspoon black pepper, 1 teaspoon salt and 1 teaspoon garlic cook on low for 4 hours. Add veggies from veggie lady and cook until meat is tender. slice meat and serve over pasta with veggies and sauce Meat slices better if you let it cool first. (this is my favorite Sunday dinner. I put the meat on before I leave then check and add veggies when I get back)
when ready to serve fish defrost in fridge the day before then place fish on baking sheet sprinkle with Old Bay Seasoning cook at 450 degrees until fish flakes with fork meanwhile make rice combine rice mix with 2 cups water and bring to a boil, cover reduce heat and cook 20 minutes until water is absorbed. Serve with salad or cooked veggies
I promised Leah I would emphasize the importance of using natural foods. Watch the bullion as it may contain msg either omit or purchase from health food store. Forgive me if I missed something I've never written out a list like this and I hope you like it. I would meet at one of the ladies houses and have a spaghetti lunch then make sure everyone leaves with their meals. make sure everyone pays her share. put your meals promptly in the freezer when you get home and you are set for a week. Double everything and you are set for two weeks. Let me know what you think Debbie ]]>A while back I wanted to go to one of those meal prep places that are springing up. I finally talked myself out of it but I have a plan for your dear readers for how to have your own. I would do more cooking at each person's house than get together to trade sort of like a cookie swap. This is because I like crock pots and would like to make use of them. I don't have three friends to do this with so these are the meals I cook just one day I'm "Lady One" and the next day I'm "Lady Two" and so one. One lady gets more work than the others. You could either switch jobs or assign the less experienced cook the easier job. I also have a "Salad Lady" who would be the job I would cut if I only had three people. I would double everything if I could so that each person received two weeks worth of meals before having to cook again. This depends on family size and freezer space of course. I am planning for four servings per family but that is easily fixed if your needs are different.
the seven meals areDaintytag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-06-26:49ba194f-8dc7-47fc-93fe-5664024e12daDebbie Lee2007-06-26T18:57:26Z2007-06-26T18:01:00Z Be forewarned that this blog may be subtitled, "rantings of a madwoman." I am working on my second week of my diet and I think I have had an evening. I was leaning over to tie my shoes of all things. I still have good legs!--if you don't mind me blowing my own horn. Understand, it has been a long time since I looked at myself and saw something I liked. I gained forty pounds with the birth of my daughter eighteen years ago. At first I thought I would lose it but time went by and the weight stayed. I thought to myself, "this is the price of motherhood". Evidence supported my belief. All around me there were plenty of other overweight mothers. Once in a while a skinny one came along but she was the exception, not the rule. I was tired and I never felt good. I got to the point I didn't see myself as attractive although DH never said anything negative and I didn't spend any less time between the sheets. Ten days into this diet I feel so much better I can't believe I ever let myself eat the way I was eating. It is still hard. I have a kid who is trying to wheedle junk food constantly--but it got easier. I caught a glimpse of myself as I would be if I weighed 140 pounds. I saw someone who wasn't a beauty queen but a healthy lady. I see someone with a trim figure and an attractive face. She was wearing a skirt and blouse and a little make up. You may not believe this but I want to be dainty. Now that I have you chuckling, I have to tell you it is the best word for what I want. I've never been dainty, feminine, petite, or delicate in any way. In my youth I had the distinction of chining myself from a bar more than any other girl in my school. I beat most of the boys. Now, I'm still kind of proud of that and have even started with small weights but I still want to look in the mirror and see a dainty lady looking back at me. I think it has to do with more than weight. When I was young I counted on my strength to protect myself. Now I am willing to let my husband be my protector. Not that I'm willing to be helpless but I am willing to let myself be dainty. I'd like to go out (the 140 pound version) in that outfit and heels so high DH has to take my elbow to help me with steps.
I know that image in my mind is very important to me. It is the idea of what I would be at the weight God intended me to be. I still wouldn't grace any magazines and wouldn't want to. I would just be the best Debbie I could be. I need to keep that image and never let it go. I'm sure there will be times when my determination will wane and I will want pizza, chocolate and ice-cream. I need to picture that woman my mind again. Last week I was a fat chick. This week I am a delicate chick trapped in a fat body. I'm breaking out.
I'm sure that if you look at yourself you'll find something about yourself you consider attractive. Maybe you consider all of your body attractive or maybe, like me, you only see some small part. Build on that, see yourself the best you possible. See yourself in the body God wanted you to have. Know that it can happen. Not because I did it (I haven't yet but I'm on the way) but because nothing is impossible with Him. Hold that thought in your mind when all else makes you want to run to the fridge. Know that He loves us and wants the best for us in this world as well as the next.
bye for now
Debbie ]]> I caught a glimpse of myself as I would be if I weighed 140 pounds. I saw someone who wasn't a beauty queen but a healthy lady. I see someone with a trim figure and an attractive face. She was wearing a skirt and blouse and a little make up. You may not believe this but I want to be dainty. Now that I have you chuckling, I have to tell you it is the best word for what I want. I've never been dainty, feminine, petite, or delicate in any way.First Weigh intag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-06-22:2bbddcf2-ffda-44d6-a97b-afb62c71125bDebbie Lee2007-06-22T16:10:00Z2007-06-22T16:10:00Z I have a couple reflections on this first week. First, getting started at this is one of the hardest things I have done in a long time. I've seen those shows on TV where they talk about how so and so lost so much weight. I don't think I've ever heard one say how hard it is to get started. Maybe they think they will scare people off but I think for warned is for armed. Please someone, tell me it gets easier!
Next. I am surprised how much better I feel after one week. I went through a kind of purgatory to get here but I honestly feel so much better that I think it was worth it (and this is the first week)
Next, diet information is just crazy, I read up some on what you are supposed to do and finally came back to the original rules. One guru says eat a piece of chocolate every now and then, the next says it will kill you. To much structure is a sure way to drown all hope.
Next, I finally got around to drinking 8 glasses of water a day and I can't believe how much it helps. I have had a hard road getting there but maybe it'll stick. I've read it takes 21 days for something to become a habit and I've only been through 7.
Finally, I think I have discovered there is a big difference between a craving and a habit. Much of the junk I had been eating was habit. If asked why I wanted it I would say, "I always have one of those when I go to the mall," or something similar. When I really thought about it, I didn't want some of the things I was eating out of habit.
Bye for now, I'm going to go work on a muffin recipe
Debbie ]]>right and early this morning DH walked me to the scales and recorded my weight. I escaped a discipline for this week! I lost a pound. I wouldn't have believed it possible to work that hard for one pound. As it usually happens, DH had an easier time he lost three pounds. Dieting can make you angry at all men!In No Mood to Cooktag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-06-20:ab6ba182-940b-43d7-aad7-2619d6dc1fdaDebbie Lee2007-06-20T17:40:00Z2007-06-20T17:40:00Z. Then I spent to much time on the computer which left me with little time to cook. Fortunately, I had some back up plans in the freezer that got me through this without another discipline. Let me share my emergency dinner with you. I don't think it is something to feed the in laws but it went over well with my family.
1, two weeks ago I cooked five pounds of hamburger with onions. I would have added peppers but my family won't eat them. I froze this this in five equal size packages in freezer bags. 2. about the same time I cooked some beans. You can call it refried beans if you want but there is no oil in them. I put two pounds of pinto beans in the crock pot with three large onions, one tablespoon chili powder, one tablespoon cumin, one teaspoon salt and two teaspoons pepper. I put enough water in the crock pot to cover them by about three inches and let the crock pot cook all day on low. Then I cooled them off and blended them into a paste with a stick blender. I have mashed them by hand or used a regular blender but I really like the stick blender. I froze these in cup size packages. 3. Flash forward to today. I defrosted a package of beans and a package of hamburger crumbles. I placed a 1/2 cup beans in the middle of a flour tortilla and topped it with 1/2 cup hamburger. I put hot sauce on it and 1/4 cup bottled salsa. I rolled it up and microwaved it. I topped it with shredded romaine, chopped tomato, and 1 tablespoon sour cream. This was enough food for my husband. I ate the same but only used half a tortilla.
I was in the kitchen no more than 15 minutes today. I'm sure the active time for cooking the beans was no more than 15 minutes (and I have four more containers) but they were in the crock pot all day. the hamburger may have taken 30 minutes but I have four more containers of that also. I didn't mess up one pan today or heat up the kitchen. I think I have safely beaten the one hour rule. There are also other uses for the beans and hamburger. Later I'll feed my family a taco salad made with baked chips from Whole Foods or Trader Joe's. The hamburger may be sloppy joes or put in spaghetti sauce. This is one of the cheapest things I can figure out how to make. It could be even cheaper if I left out the hamburger--and its still good that way.
Here is the best break down I can get on the calories but again I'm no dietitian.
1 tortilla 180 calories, no fat hamburger 164 calories, 6.4 grams fat beans 120 calories 7 grams protein no fat sour cream 30 calories 2.5 grams fat salsa, 30 calories no fat no protein I didn't count the calories in the lettuce and tomato
This makes 524 calories for my husbands and 434 for me because I had 1/2 a tortilla. This is enough fill me up. I imagine a Hispanic person will e-mail me soon soon saying I am ruining their cultural cuisine but I have created a short cut that works for me. I hope it gives you ideas.
]]>Fortunately, I had some back up plans in the freezer that got me through this without another discipline. Let me share my emergency dinner with you. I don't think it is something to feed the in laws but it went over well with my family.
The Importance of Supporttag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-06-18:d7cbb9c0-411e-4008-a7f0-57307fd35357Debbie Lee2007-06-18T18:29:00Z2007-06-18T18:29:00Z When we realized we needed to loose weight, and I suggested that the discipline would help me, I never thought it would do HIM so much good. He has started reading labels and showing concern for what we eat. He hasn't bugged me about the lack of potato chips or snacks in the house. I think its a guy thing to want to be in charge and (forgive me gentlemen) that most men hate to think their wives have knowledge over them. No amount of chiding on my part has imparted as much knowledge on my husband as having to support me with my weight loss.
I would also like to mention that the exercise part of this plan is hard. I believe based on what I've read that exercise is crucial to weight loss. I didn't realize how out of shape I had gotten until I started walking this last week. My husband has been invaluable to me during this experiance. He hasn't just made me walk or threatened to punish me if I don't--he has went for walks with me. I'm sure that if I refused or whined to much there would have to be a little "talk" in my future. Such encouragement is the only thing that has kept me going. I'm sore in places I didn't know I had. I figure its only a matter of time before someone says, "why discipline, why doesn't your husband reward you for success. I'm sure that he will as time goes goes by. I've been promised new clothes when I loose enough weight to need them and frankly, its been a long time since I enjoyed a shopping trip. However, I must say, no future shopping trip means as much to me as the immediate satisfaction of ice cream, cake, chips, etc... Until I start imagining that belt. It moves me away from the snack isle like nothing else ever has. I think that when we marry we become one flesh. We have needs that the other one meets. I am grateful that my husband has agreed to help me with this because I'm not sure I could do it alone.
Gentlemen, support your wives. This is one area where many women are in charge and where many women have problems. I don't now if I recommend telling her shes fat. There are still divorce courts in the land. Suggest that you exercise together. Don't demand a dessert after every dinner. Help with meal preparation and planning. Perhaps, talk with her about how you can encourage her. Corporal punishment isn't for everyone but there are other 'carrots' and other 'sticks' if it isn't for you. Allow her to lean on you in order to be the best person she can be. This is much harder than I thought it would be and I would hate to be alone in it.
]]>I've been on the plan for a few days now and I think I would like to mention the importance of my husband's support in this venture. I don't want anyone to get the idea that the only thing he does is discipline me for not staying on the diet. During our marriage, he has been helpful in many things around the house but he has never been a cook. He has never helped me with meal planning.
The Rulestag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-06-14:ba2a8101-a1a4-49a6-a4a8-9fae24de3b09Debbie Lee2007-06-15T19:02:16Z2007-06-14T08:42:00Z
The first rule for me is no junk food. I could make a list a mile long but you know what I'm talking about--no potato chips, no soda, no snack cakes or pies and absolutely no fast food. When I first went on the diet I got disciplined for this more than anything else. I would be standing in front of the 7-11 with a hot dog and a soda knowing that I would have to bend over and get my backside worn out for eating it and would buy it anyway. My DH patiently disciplined me until I reached the point I don't crave it anymore. I sometimes think there is something in that stuff to make it addictive. My attachment to the stuff was similar to what friends have told me cigarette addiction is like.
The second rule is the calorie count. I looked up several sources and they all seem to recommend I get somewhere between 1500 and 1800 calories a day. For now, we are going with 1800. My husband gets 2200. If we don't loose at that intake we will either have to lower it or increase our exercise. I think the calorie count raises a similar question to, "what weighs more a pound of lead or a pound of feathers?'' I think 1800 calories of anything would work the same way. There are two problems. First 1800 calories of say, cheese wouldn't be healthy. Second 1800 calories of something dense like chocolate would be quickly gone and I'd be starved later in the day. Therefore we will try for healthy food. My husband won't punish me for going over but there are repercussions (the weigh in). The idea is to give me a guide for meal planning.
The third rule is influenced by Leah. I can no longer buy anything I can't pronounce the ingredients in. This is harder than one might think. In fact, its so hard that we realize we may not be able to manager it all the time. This also cuts out a lot of junk food.
The fourth rule in influenced by necessity. I have a tight budget. I need to feed three people on about $125 a week. This is all three meals seven days a week. Going out to eat isn't much of an option. Neither is diet soda or other food without nutritional value.
The fifth rule is the evening treat. Everyone needs a treat even dieters. We get 300 calories of homemade dessert or natural ice cream at night. This is a reward and can be taken away. If I don't exercise I loose the treat. I don't loose the calories just the treat. Husband has no problem telling me to eat an orange.
The sixth rule is all food must be consumed at the dining table, not in the car or in front of the t.v. This is hard! I've gotten used to walking around snacking on something. Now I have to make myself sit down and slowly enjoy whatever it is. Breaking this probably isn't a spanking offense. DH will just order me to the table.
The seventh rule is the weigh in. I'll post my weight here. It hurts to have to do that despite the fact I'm anonymous. If I haven't moved the scale in the right direction I get spanked. This involves about 10-15 good swats with a belt that leave me howling. If DH doesn't loose he has to do a chore for me and I get to choose the chore. (I have a list in mind )
I'm sure the rules will get altered but there is our starting point. Wish me luck!
p.s. I went to Wal Mart and bought myself a new scale. I weigh 193 and my DH weighs 213
]]>w that I've posted the idea here and let a little about myself be known, I think it is time to share the rules. These are the rules my husband and I have agreed upon. Neither of us is trained as a dietitian so don't take my word for gospel. I'll let you know how it's going with me and if you have any advice feel free to let me know. If what we have came up with rings true for you feel free to join. Feel free to make up your own rules or have your husband do it if your like me. :)
Hellotag:debbiesblog.christiandomesticdiscipline.com,2007-06-13:64e832ae-b609-4168-b671-d9b06a5294cdDebbie Lee2007-06-13T20:39:00Z2007-06-13T20:39:00Z My name is Debbie and this blog is the culmination of two years thought. It is also a beginning, a chance to put ideas in writing instead of just having them bouncing around in my head. I am a Christian, raised in a Fundamental belief. I went to school with a pacifist denomination that viewed the way the outside world worked with both wonder and suspicion. Among them but never one of them, I fielded questions for which twenty-five years later I have no answer such as: Why drive five miles to the gym in order to get on a treadmill? What is the purpose of diet soda? Why join a group the criticizes you for overeating and charges you to do so? To them the labor saving machines and the weight gain that plaques so many were obviously connected. Rarely was a member of their community overweight, they just worked to hard to have that problem.
I don't spend my days engaged in farm labor and after the birth of my two children, I found myself to heavy. I think I knew from the beginning a bit about proper diet and nutrition but I became bogged down in to many easy temptations. Did I eat due to stress or some emotional issue? Sure, but as a Christian I know I need to turn to Him not candy when I have a problem. I can't find the answers on a psychiatrist couch.
Like so many others, I read diet books and got more confused. I have been cooking since I had to stand on a chair to reach the stove. How could I have so many questions concerning what to put on the table? One book says eat meat while the next book says meat will kill me. One book says carbohydrates are wonderful while the next book says they will kill me. I tried this and that and didn't loose one pound, in fact I gained. I joined a weight loss program which everyone has heard of but my up brining just wouldn't allow me to spend $10 a week to go to a meeting. After a while, I found a solution of my own.
I knew the main problem was I gave into temptation to easily and that temptation was all to available. Sodas, candy, chips, ice cream and other treats were all around me and the truth is I loved them. Fast food was a four or five times a week event with me. Judging from the number of fast food places, lots of other people have the same problem. I would go on diets one day and find myself at the Golden Arches the next. I thought that the idea of joining a weight loss group had one strong point. I would hate to have to go there and tell those people that I had over eaten and not lost one pound. It would be like a punishment.
After a couple months of rolling the idea around, I faced the fact that I could be punished for less than ten dollars a week. What was called for was something that wouldn't leave me damaged. It had to be easily repeatable in case I hit the fast food more than once. It had to be something that wouldn't require my honor so saying, "no candy for you for a week," wasn't feasible. If I could go without candy for a week this would be a mute point. It also had to be something I disliked enough to make me give up sodas and Big Macs rather than face. I didn't want to face the truth for a while but I finally asked my husband to help me with this. I asked him to discipline me when I didn't keep up with my diet. We sat down and made the rules together. The consequence of breaking the rules is a discipline session with his belt. I hate to admit that I have been disciplined more than once for breaking the rules and will probably be again. I have reached the point that if I break the rules I'll tell my husband even though I know I'll get the belt. This is partly because I think it would be worse if he found out on his own and partly because I know the diet is good for me.
I stayed on the "discipline diet" for two months until we found out his mother was dying of cancer. In the madness leading up to her death (she died on Christmas Eve) I fell off the diet and he didn't have the patience to discipline me for it. Now we have our lives back in order and are ready to start again. This time we have two changes. First, he will be dieting as well. If I mess up I get the belt. If he messes up he has to do a chore for me. Second is this blog. I welcome all to follow me on my journey. Share my successes and failures and perhaps we will learn something together. I want more than weight loss, I want to eat more healthy meals. I want to enjoy my food so no cottage cheese plates-ugh! I want something that I can stick with and I know that no cookie cutter diet is going to do that. I promise to reveal here the ups and downs even if I have to sit in a padded chair to type.
If you have comments or suggestions that may help please share. If you think I'm crazy don't bother telling me because you won't be the first. At least I'm a harmless crazy. I haven't had any buildings evacuated due to my behavior. Please no hate mail (if you do that your crazier than I am) ]]>After a couple months of rolling the idea around, I faced the fact that I could be punished for less than ten dollars a week. What was called for was something that wouldn't leave me damaged. It had to be easily repeatable in case I hit the fast food more than once. It had to be somethng that wouldn't require my honor so saying, "no candy for you for a week," wasn't feasable. If I could go without candy for a week this would be a mute point. It also had to be something I disliked enough to make me give up sodas and Big Macs rather than face. I didn't want to face the truth for a while but I finally asked my husband to help me with this. I asked him to discipline me when I didn't keep up with my diet. We sat down and made the rules together. The consequence of breaking the rules is a discipline session with his belt. I hate to admit that I have been disciplined more than once for breaking the rules and will probably be again. I have reached the point that if I break the rules I'll tell my husband even though I know I'll get the belt. This is partly because I think it would be worse if he found out on his own and partly because I know the diet is good for me.
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