At the grocery store on Sunday, Ryan picked up a jar of Emeril’s roasted gaaahlic pasta sauce.
Gaaahlic Pasta Sauce
Woo-wee! This pasta sauce is like a garlic explosion in your mouth. It’s so garlicy that it’s almost spicy!
I like it, but I don’t love it and probably wouldn’t buy it again. Still, it added a nice punch of flavor to my pasta bowl for lunch today.
Pasta Bowl
Oh, Hello There, Zucchini
Yummy Noodles
My noodle bowl included:
- Carba Nada egg fettuccine noodles
- Roasted gaaahlic pasta sauce
- Portobello mushrooms
- Roasted zucchini
- Parmesan cheese (of course)
For dessert I enjoyed a cuppa sugar-free strawberry Jello.
Fruitful Bodies
When I purchased by wedding dress on Saturday, I inevitably had to be measured to ensure we ordered the proper size gown.
I’ve always been smaller up top and had a boot-ay and hips (the definition of a “pear” body shape).
My Body, In Fruit-Form
Since I’m such a pear, I wasn’t surprised to find out that I needed a split-size dress… but I didn’t realize just how split the size would be.
My dress size was broken down into three segments: bust, waist and hip size.
I actually have three whole sizes between my bust/waist size and my hip size… And get this: I actually ended up ordering the bottom of my dress in a size size larger than recommended because my dress is more form-fitting and I want it to be more A-line and flowy. I don’t want my dress to cup my booty, so there is a four dress size difference between the top half of my dress and the bottom half. Wow-zaa!
What fruit body shape are you? An apple (carries weight in the middle)? A pear (carries weight in the hips and butt)? A banana (straight up and down)?
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I’m an apple, no doubt! Big old round middle, with skinny legs and arms š
I’ve actually always wished I were a pear!!! But alas, I am an apple. I don’t mind it too much in terms of body image, but I know I have to be careful because apples are at a higher risk for heart disease (because we carry more weight around our hearts and other vital organs). Just one more reason to eat healthy and exercise regularly I guess! š
I’m definately an apple.
I’m an apple. I have a pookies and all my weight goes to my stomach. I’ve been pounding it all out at the gym though since December. I wish it all went to my chesticles though. heehe.
lol – don’t we all!? š
I’m a total apple… and I’ve had the opposite dress ordering problem (not a wedding dress yet though!). I have to get a bigger size to fit my ribcage (yeah, ribs not the bust š ??) and have it taken in at the hips/butt.
you remind me of one of my best friends! i was talking to her on the phone last night & she was complaining about her ribcage too. for me, it’s my hips!
haha! I’ve never met anyone else with that problem!! I envy the small waists you pears have!
One of my best friends in high school had the same problem! It made clothes shopping with her a fun challenge š
I’m soooo a pear too! My butt is where I gain weight first and lose it last. Grrr. Although the badonkadonk aint all bad š
Unfortunately, I’m an apple:) An even more rotten apple since I had my son in Sept.
I think formal dresses just have weird sizes to begin with…no woman has a “perfectly” proportioned body! When I was fit for a bridesmaid dress I had a size 4 bust, size ten waist, and size 8 hips; but I would describe my body shape as kind of banana-ish; my normal jean size is a 6. Crazy/annoying!!
Definitely a pear. I was actually suprised reading all of the comments about wanting a pear body. I’ve resented my hips/thighs for as long as I can remember! I do love my small waist though š
A banana with apple potential. I gain love handles & a belly when I let myself go…
I’m a pear…but not really a super definately pear. š That’s cool that your dress has parts and you could order different size bottoms and tops.
I’m a total pear too…small waist and fuller booty and thighs…I like being a pear, such a nice fruit lol! š
I guess I’m a peary banana…I am long and pretty straight, but I have a butt too!
a peary banana sounds delicious! š
I’m a pear! 100 %. Those hips and saddlebags—grr.
I’m mostly a banana, but I do have a little bit of hips!! I basically have no chest or defined waist, but I do have hips! not very big hips, but they still count!
I’m definitely an apple through and through! Any extra weight hits my stomach first! I do have a bootay though, I embrace it!
I’m a banana but working on the glutes to build that bootay:)
Just wondering what you didn’t like about the pasta sauce? I have seen it and was going to try it, now a bit reluctant
lunch looked yummy:)
it was good & if you LOVE garlic then you’ll love it – but it was almost too spicy-garlicy for me.
I’m a pear also. I did a post a long time ago, once a pear always a pear. I’ll have to look it up!
I am a pear too! But I am MAJORLY skeptical about those wedding dress measurements. Because when I ordered my dress (according to the designer’s measurments) it didn’t fit at all when I got it. (and no…I didn’t lose any weight) It was literally 3 sizes TOO big and I had to have major alterations. It was crazy!
i’m an apple/banana lol. closer to an apple though. you’re so lucky to be a pear! my middle is yucky š¦
I’m definitely a pear. I used to hate it, but I embrace my pear-ness! š I didn’t know they could do split sizes! I had to order mine a size bigger than I usually wore and then get it taken in at the top. Although I did get extra padding put in up top! š
haha…me too Emily!!! š
I’ve always been an hourglass, which can definitely be problematic when buying dresses as well! When I bought my prom dress, I had a 12-inch difference between bust and waist, and waist and hip measurements. They had to take in the waist of my dress four inches–crazy! I’m glad they’re able to do split sizes for your dress; every girl should get exactly what they want on their wedding day š
You will look gorgeous in your dress!
I’m also a pear. It used to drive me mad (clothes shopping etc), now I’m embracing my strong legs and enjoying what I have been born with.