I'm Sorry, Did You Want Your Food Cooked?

I just wanted to update the 2 of you who read my blog and let you know that last night, I moved up to Level 2 in the Shred! Woo-hoo! I never knew the day would come. It took me seven days to be able to do level 1 without stopping and I decided I should do it a couple of more times to make sure my body wasn't playing a trick on me. And I was petrified to go to level 2. Just sayin'. But, I had stopped being sore and so I thought that meant I probably needed to push myself some more. So I did. And it was ugly, but I've come to accept, I'm just way out of shape and I will probably have to do the 30 Day Shred for 330 days before I will be considered for a spot in Jillian's next workout video. Oh, you didn't know that is my new goal?? NOT!!! Anyway, I can honestly tell a huge difference in my stamina and y'all I went from doing 2 push-ups (girl style of course) to 15 at a time!! I do not say that bragging, I say that in complete and utter astonishment. For real.

Well, I've decided if I'm going to torture my body, I mean workout to be healthier, that I really need to get on board with my diet as well. Wednesday nights are kind of crazy for us with church and so usually we just pick something up. But, I determined that I was going to cook and it was going to be healthy. I found a recipe for Parmesan crusted Tilapia and was excited that I had all of the ingredients. But, I have this funny thing about cooking meat. I don't like to do it. It scares me, I don't ever feel like I know when it is done. That is why I am a casserole girl. I can throw all of the stuff together and cover everything in cheese. Well, I fixed the fish, some black-eyed peas and some broccoli, cauliflower, and carrots. Just so you know, that is a record number of vegetables eaten in one DAY in the Fidler home, much less one meal. Anyway, my fish even looked like the picture so I was pretty excited...

Until we sat down to eat. I cracked up when I saw that picture of the little girl because it is the exact reaction I got from my children. I am not big on fish so I thought they just weren't either. Sarah and Eli made sure to tell me how much they didn't like it and Kate went so far as to chew it up and spit it on the floor. These kids keep me humble I tell ya. Just the other night I was telling Josh that I had read about people who actually do a "chew and spit" diet. I was joking about how romantic that would be on a date and Josh shared that he would be ticked off if he took a girl on a date and she chewed up a steak and spit it back out. That's why he loves me y'all, I DO NOT waste food. :) Anyway, I kept waiting for Josh to take a bite of his because he does like fish and I was just so proud of myself for this new cooking venture. I noticed he wasn't eating anymore after the first couple bites. I was carrying on about my fear of not cooking meat all the way when I realized his face said it all. "It's not cooked all the way is it?" I asked, not needing an answer. He sympathetically answered, "It's okay, it's sushi."

I tell ya, I don't know what else these people expect from me. I do their dishes, I wash their clothes. And now, they expect me to actually cook their food. The nerve of some people.... :)