Grandma style

So, I finally gave in yesterday after lunch I decided to go home and rest. The blizzard just kept going and sadly the trains home, did not. Just my luck. I got home after a never ending journey of waiting, freezing, did I mention it is 10 F (-12 celcius) outside and a storm so I felt like finding a dead animal I could gut and crawl inside to find heat. #starwars #dicaprio

I did not find any animal so I had to freeze until I got home. Gotta love public transportion in Sweden…

So I got home and after digging my way thru the glaciar that was once my driveway and I realized that no car could park here. The town is’nt big enoug for both of us. One had to go and it was not me. So with a fever in my body I would have attacked this dispickable natural disaster called Snow with some sucsess, if not my darling children had played with the shovel somewhere outside before they left home for a week. The shovel was gone after all so I took a spade and started working. I felt like I was digging myself out of Alcatraz with a plastic disposable spoon… needless to say I gave up and went in to slip in to something More comfortable.

Don’t how it always is that as soon as I get sick, I age 45 years and I end up looking like I just got lost from a nursing home. My face melts in to a sad mess, my hair is a disaster and my clothes are just so sad. But comfort is key while in bed right?

I can not be the only one?

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Monday Monday

I woke up at 5am today feeling pretty pumped about getting to work early and get things done. Got there after taking a wrong turn (having a blonde moment maybe or just goldfish brains?) and ending up walking 10 minutes extra in the blizzard that hit Stockholm last night. It was freaken freezing and after a couple of hours I started to feel a little feverish and after 7 hours I decided to call it a day and go home.

I promised myself to go home and rest and you who know me know I do not do well doing nothing so I decided to only, ONLY go find the box with my jeans in them. I still have not found the box and I am stuck with the jeans I have.

However, I did end up finding all my summerdresses so I am set for June (yay….) and my favourite pair of ugly, but oh so comfortable pink leopard sweatpants that are now about 8 sizes to big but I will never let them go. I love them more then Rose loves Jack, so not letting go.

What are your wardrobe ugly favorite? I know I can not be the only one…

That said I am off to bed with NyQuill and hopefully I will feel better tomorrow.

Low carb chocolate cake recipe

Ok, so last night I baked a low carb (keto) cake to satisfy my sweettooth. It was super filling and all you need is a veeeery small bite to satisfy your craving. Trust me!

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It was really easy and not at all compicated and I got a request for the recipe so here it comes.

Ingredients

  • 200g of butter
  • 200g of dark chocolate (I used 85%)
  • 3 large eggs or 4 smaller
  • 1/3 cup (0,75 dl) of Stevia or any other sugar substitute of choice.
  • Salt (unless you use salted butter, then I would skip the salt)
  • Optional: vanilla extract or maybe orange zest would bring a nice twist to it.

Directions

  • Melt butter and chocolate slowly on stove and then let cool for a bit. (You don´t want your eggs to cook and have chocolate flavoured scrambled eggs…)
  • Whip eggs and stevia fluffy (about 3-5 min).
  • Combine chocolate and eggs and whisk together.
  • Add to a greased pan (I used a 10″) and I also added some shredded coconut to the bottom. You can skip this step if you want.
  • Cook for 8-9 minutes on about 400 F or 200C. Keep a close eye on it. It cooks, and burns fast.

Let cool and then enjoy with whipped cream and berries if you´d like. I did my own strawberry mix to ad on top and it works great as a jam substitute. Yum!

And you… a little goes a long way. This cake will last me atleast a week or more. I tried to freeze a piece to see how that works out. I´ll let you know.

Enjoy!

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Progress not perfection

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I am telling you that weight is not my strongest side… No really. I have always been on the chubby, lets be honset, the fat side.

Having four kids and six pregnancies that all added weight to my body did not help. All my pregnancies that went full term I gained between 50-70 lbs. And having being pregnant 6 times in less than 6.5 years does not make losing weight between each baby easy and lets face it… Except from the first child where I did lose all the babyweight, it has all just piled on, and on… and on.

Now my youngest child is 3.5 years and it could not be called babyweight anymore, just weight.

But I have now lost all the babyweight and then some mostly due to stress that has caused me to lose all of my appetite. I am back to my highschool weight but interesting enough 3 jeansizes smaller than I was then… How did that happen?

Anyway, rambling on. I just needed some inspiration today to stick to my goal on reaching my goalweight before my youngest son turns 4 this summer and the scale is not moving at all (only up like 2 lbs lately). It is a bit discouraging but I know I just need to stick to it.

My appetite is coming back now and that is good I guess, but I still want to reach my goal. So just seeing how fare I have come is a good motivation. The before picture is actually NOT at my heaviest weight, but about 20 lbs lighter than fall 2016.

The last pounds is a bitch I heard… well, lets slap her in the face for once. 😉

And how is it that my butt and waist is shrinking but my head is growing? Must be my brain expanding from all the studying. 😛

How did you lose your babyweight or the last stubborn lbs?