Every single stinking time I read an article with weight loss or "diet" tips, one of them is "Use mustard instead of mayo." I hate that. I also HATE mustard, but that's only part of why I hate that particular tip. Mostly I hate it because, to me, it's the equivalent of telling me to use chili powder in my oatmeal instead of cinnamon. Mustard, from a taste perspective, is not a mayo equivalent. It has a much different flavor and mouth feel, and it's bound to be dissatisfying to say the least.
There are a lot of "diet" tips out there that just piss me off. That's just the one that set me off today because it's so prevalent, and I think so many people probably believe that it's a good tip. It's not. Forget the chili powder and cinnamon analogy (although I like that one) for a minute. To me mustard for mayo is like ordering something online that looks amazing, paying a lot for it, and finally getting it only to discover that the online (tiny) picture was actual size. Just disappointing.
I guess it might work for me to cut calories though, because if you make me a sandwich with mustard instead of mayo, I'm not going to eat it, thus saving a few calories.
Oh, and it would seem that December is nonfiction month for Connie. I don't typically read a lot of nonfiction; it takes longer to get through, and I read for entertainment and pleasure, neither of which NF provides in great quantities (unless it's the nonfiction stylings of Laurie Notaro). But it's currently the 7th of the month, and this month, I've read nothing but nonfiction, including some Laurie Notaro as well as the book noted below. Which I liked a lot; it's a bit heavy on the Freudian side, consistently looking to the mother/child relationship to explain food issues, but it made for some fascinating reading. I definitely have some new things to consider in my "it's not the how, it's the why" journey. I may keep up with December as nonfiction month. I have a few other books of that type in my TBR pile, and I don't suppose it would kill me to read some of them.
And the big news around here is that Tony is now a licensed driver. We went to the DOL (Department of Licensing for your non-Washingtontonians; it's what we call the DMV or MVA) yesterday morning for his scheduled drive test, and he passed! It wasn't a terribly exciting day; while he was on the test, I sat in the chairs in DOL and read my book for a while. What was interesting, to me anyway, was the number of non-teenagers who were taking the driving test, including one older gentleman who had a fairly obvious tremor and failed. I know this because the woman who was getting him rescheduled had a voice that carries. I don't know what the law is in this state about retaking the driving portion of the test periodically, but I think I may have to investigate a little.
The most "exciting" part of the day was probably the conversation I had with my insurance agent to tell me about the increase in my premiums. He literally emailed me to call him because he felt that the new number was the kind of news that should not be told in email. He wasn't wrong. I almost cried, but I know it'll be OK, and now that Tony has a license it will be easier for him to get a job. Not to mention much easier for me to ask him to run to the store for milk when we're out.
CURRENTLY READING: I Wish I Were Thin, I Wish I Were Fat: The Real Reasons We Overeat and What We Can Do About It By Michelle Joy Levine
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