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Getting in another one, quick, quick!

Suffice it to say that by de time I “CLRed” away the rust and figured out how to format my last post, de sleep-inducing rain did done fall and, even tho my eyelids still heavy, that pluviophile’s dream moment was gone.

So I said, lemme get in another post hey so quick, quick, before the attraction of the current residual rooftop pitter patter of mainly tree rain (with a little bit of drizzle) manages to exceed my determination to write. Feeling inspired. Actually enjoy writing, and wondering why I don’t do it more often. Perhaps because I also enjoy diversity. 😉

Now when I started this post I had something that I was itching to say….something that I felt couldn’t wait until tomorrow (or whenever I got back to Q’s space). Can’t promise that it was very important, or as Oprah would say, “powerful!”….but it was very concrete. And “poof” it gone.

Hopefully it will come again…and if it doesn’t, I’m sure the world will continue to spin on its axis.

So I gone again….praying for another heavy downpour to facilitate my slumber.

Toodles!

 

Waiitttt! Wuhpart you did?

Fitting title for this post seeing it’s been ages since I last signed into Q’s Space.

For non-Bajan readers, that translates to: “Wait! Where have you been?”

Sooooooo, I just revisited my personal “About Me” blurb and I can safely say that I like I know muhself. Or, in the words of those types who have read and swear by  Rhonda Byrne’s “The Secret” and talk of manifesting reality and laws of attraction etc., maybe I put it out there in the universe that this would happen when I ended off with “And hope I can keep it up…cuz, I am very good at starting things. Follow through? Mehhh… not always suh good.”

BTW, I haven’t read The Secret, but I have a very good friend who did and I kinda feel like some of its concepts have diffused from Rhonda through her and into my awareness. It’s on my extensive list of books to read tho. And by read I more mean absorb the contents and info therein without necessarily having to read cover to cover. Ideally I wanna Blinkist it.

Anyhowsie, if the records here are to be believed, iz almost ten months since my last blog post. Woww!!

I gine try pass that off as time flying by real fast, which it is tbh, but I’m back with plenty resolve to make more frequent posts. And that is quite an achievable target. How less frequent cud they get? 

What have I been up to? In a nutshell, living… enjoying blue and green spaces, watching fewer sunsets than I’d like, cooking and naturally eating, socializing [within limits – I can have significant antisocial tendencies (imo) and definitely have periods when my desire to be around people approximates zero…. introvert? ambivert? some kinda “vert”…but not an extrovert]; started hiking (love it but that kinda going like my blogposts in terms of frequency), riding (within limits cuz I ain’t dah good at it yet; no main roads fuh me …I neva see a car get lick down by a bike so I know my place); picked up road tennis (and get kinda good at it too – more on that later – worthy of its own blogpost)…and I would love to add reading here, but having discovered the offerings of a firestick the plan to read has been superseded by a few binge-watched series and catching up on movies. BUT in my defense, I had good intentions and will also claim some level of actuation. I bought nuff books – audiobooks, Kindle books, even some real real, hold in yuh hand books and have started several. Finished perhaps a grand total of two (2). [An aside –  why do people do that? “two (2)” Do they think that the person who can read “two” may not be able to follow “2”? Don’t ya pretty much learn de two (2) at de same time? Just don’t get it.]

I gine sign off here tho, cuz it getting late and I need some more shuteye and I now gotta relearn how to format these things and pretty them up a bit before posting.

Wuhlosssss, a suhweeet big rain now come down!

Dis is get in ya bed weather boh!

I out!

So see ya soon!

 

AIP Ribs – on point

Welllllll, if I needed a dose of inspiration to keep with the autoimmune protocol diet, I got it a few minutes ago when the aroma of tender spare ribs met my nostrils, pulling me from the slumber that my alarm only managed to rouse me from for long enough to hit the stop button, grabbing my gustatory attention and encouraging me to crack the lid of that slow cooker and share the experience with the eyes which were greeted with some beautifully cooked, grass-fed, pork ribs.

Needless to say, I had to jukk my fork in one and as I watched the meat fall away from the bone, I decided to have a taste and risk the acid reflux that may ensue when I soon go back to bed. Deeeeeelish!

Perhaps, I should give them a few minutes in the broiler to get that perfect browning and introduce a slight crisp and texture to the edges………….. Nahh, can do that I the morning. It’s Tupperware time. And bedtime.

Will finish this off when the sun comes up. Serve with a some butternut squash (roasted or maybe slow-cooked) and a side of salad and we good to go.

Apologies for the semi-foggy second pic but wasn’t about waiting for it to cool down and maannnn, she was steaming and oozing goodness.

If uh remember, will post a pic of the plated meal. And don’t expect any fancy plating. I cooking, not cheffing. 🙂

I out!

Autoimmune Protocol (AIP) Day 1

It has been a while and I’ve been very busy. Too busy, really.  So let me bring you up to date on what’s been keeping me away from Q’s Space.

Today I started the Autoimmune Protocol, a special diet which is was designed for those with autoimmune diseases but looks like it can help others with a chronic inflammatory disease. So I’m hoping to see some benefits and am optimistic about it improving my health.

Now lemme tell yuh….for me, this is a biggie. When I first saw the list of “can’t eat” foods my heart sank and I all but gave up. No eggs, no dairy, no grains (wuhhhh? not even brown rice…no pasta?), no nightshades (and I thought, oh that can’t be that bad as I don’t even know what the heck those are so I don’t use them….but, lo and behold, nightshades include peppers…so bye to my lovely bell peppers that brought so much colour to my salads and de sweet pepper that was part of my curry recipe, bye to white pepper and black pepper), no legumes or seeds (wuh dem serious? After I get used to roasted pumpkin seeds sprinkled on my pumpkin soup), no nuts (not even walnuts? the brain nuts? brazils for their selenium? hazelnuts, cuz they are scrummy, especially when the rest of a Ferrero Rocher chocolate is wrapped around them)….which brings me to NO CHOCOLATE…not even dark chocolate. By this time I am pretty much resigned to the fact that this is gonna be a no-no for me. But here I am, a dose or two of encouragement later, or was it ,misery loving company as it came from the very person who introduced me to the diet and who is embarking on the same AIP journey.

What I will say is that thanks to the internet, I had ample access to AIP recipes (a sign of how prevalent autoimmune conditions have become) and have spent the last week searching for those allowed foods which can be sourced locally (don’t find things like rutabaga here….and maybe just as well cuz that doesn’t sound like anything I should be putting in my mouth), trying and tinkering and tweaking and tasting. So far, it’s working out very well and I have enough meal options at the moment to start the diet and feel like I will cave as soon as hunger pangs exceed availability of an AIP-compliant meal.

I gonna show off a bit and let you see some of the finished products.

There was one absolute disaster….the turkey with cranberries and apple. Shudda known that the short ingredient list which was practically devoid of seasonings (only sea salt sprinkled on the bird) could not satisfy my Caribbean palate, but I was hopeful. Goodness, the thing looked pretty enuf when I set it up in the slow cooker. Nuff potential. In the end, it formed the basis for Lukey (my dog) eating like a king for the rest of the week. The bird was tough and as tasty as a shoe sole (not that I tried one but I can only imagine).

In stark contrast, however, were the curried lamb, lamb stew and today’s spare ribs which were seasoned with an AIP spice rub made from scratch. All dis got me feeling like I cuh cook dennnn. Like I pon an episode of Chopped….ok maybe not, but on some Food Network show. Only thing is they aren’t altering recipes found online…or are they? All jokes aside, I don’t consider myself a chef at all but I am certainly enjoying the cooking.

So I promised you some pics:

Dunno why I chose to magnify the turkey attempt, but ain’t it pretty? Note that was before cooking. I didn’t sample raw bird. LOL

If you click on the image and pass your cursor over the bottom of each pic you’ll see a caption. Maybe you knew that …. I didn’t tho.

Anyhowsie, sleep here tugging at my eyelids and my body hollering out for a chance to replenish itself after a long day.

I gone!

 

An “I’m feeling fussy” update

Mondays are often dreaded. Ask Garfield, the cat. They are often the subject of memes regretting the return to work at the end of one weekend and counting down the time till the next. But yesterday, a Monday, was a good day for me. [insert tail wagging emoji here].

It was the day I shared some details about a personal struggle with my Facebook peeps. It was the day I made the first post to my “Not Just in Your Head” Facebook group (it’s a public group so you can check it out). And, if you go by the start time and not the end time, it’s also they day that I customized my blog, changed from that less than eye-friendly default font to one that is much cleaner, created some more menus and added muh first “I ain’t even sure what it’s called tbh”, maybe a blog/post/entry with images of blue spaces under a separate menu.

Ohhhhhh, yes, I’m fussy with myself and my productive day!

So yaay for my Odie-esque Monday!

Next blog mission: work on that “About” description. #shuddabeendoneevuhsince

My First Blog Post … everrrrrr!

Well, well, well! Look who blogging now!

Never fancied myself a blogger. Saw blogging as a fad and I don’t really get caught up in fads…. but on revising my view of blogs and seeing them as a portal for sharing of life experiences, thoughts, ideas and pics among other things, I began to embrace the idea of starting my own blog. Vlogging, now……nah boh… no way! Dah ain’t happening at all.

As you probably noticed by now, I will be writing at times (perhaps often, depending on mood and blog subject and purpose of the post) in other than standard English. Bajan, but understandable Bajan, will be my preference. After all, gotta represent the 246.

And at this point, when I felt to pelt in a Bajan flag, I realise that either I can’t use emojis here or, rather likely, I don’t know how to do that yet. Yep, the learning curve shall be quite steep. But I’m kinda excited to figure it out.

So why start blogging? Why now?

Wellllll, I used to think that bloggers were people who wanted to be heard or felt others would want to hear their inner thoughts and opinions. And if I’m honest [apologies to Mrs C., my lovely primary school head teacher, for starting a sentence with “and”… but it really reads better in this form of writing….imagine me getting my first lashes with her strap at the age of 45 (28, if you go with my in denial age)], I wasn’t seeing them in a very positive light. It was more of a “look at these attention-seekers or approval-seekers or know-it-alls’ kinda way. And hmmmm…..looka look…. here I am now blogging. Maybe I am at a stage in my life where I do not necessarily feel to be heard (not that cuz that sounds a bit too much like I should be lying on a black, leather couch having some head shrinker listen to my problems… not that there’s a single thing wrong with that), but feel I have something to say. Or better yet “something to share”. Ain’t it something how one can play with words and change the whole complexion of the same activity. And this is just one more reminder that, in life, perspective is key. Also, reminds me how biased we (I) can be and how I must strive to remove the filters (or at least shift them one side for a bit) before passing judgement on the intent of others.

Anyways, this getting a bit too serious for my blog premiere. 🙂

So what do I aim to do with Q’s Space? ……… I plan to make entries of whatever I please, whenever I please…. and I hope to somehow add something good or positive to the lives of any readers (or do they call them “followers”……hope not, that sounding li’l stalkerish), whether it be by making them smile, laugh, feel more encouraged, feel less alone or isolated, feel more relaxed (by way of sharing “gawghus” pics of local scenery) be more informed on something that matters to them or inspired (not so sure how I gine achieve this one but “inspire’ seems like a good thing to aim for).

It just crossed my mind that perhaps blogging, FOR ME, can be like Facebook sans the many distractions….and, of course, the “Likes” and now also the “Loves”, “Hahas”, “Wows”, “Sads” and “Angrys”. Less time on FB. Always a good thing LOL.

Ok, this is getting to be a long post now…heck not even I may wanna read it when done. 🙂 #trustmeIamnotlongwindedjustthorough

So I will end Q’s Space Blog Entry Numero Uno with this thought….

For those of you who read this and say/think “Hmmm, she like she going thru something”….you’re right. Ain’t we all going thru something? That thing is called “LIFE”.

I’m out!

P.S. I did hey previewing dis entry and realize I wudda get licks fuh real cuz I ain’t only start a sentence wid a conjunction, but looka dah sentence lacking de pronoun “I”. “Saw blogging as a fad…”  I wud be seeing two lashes cross my backside. LOL Not in trute, Mrs C was a stickler for grammar but she ain’t no savage. More on her in a subsequent blog. One person I truly admire and have the utmost respect for. (INSERT heart emoji here)

I out fuh real dis time.