The dreaded glucose test results…

Got a call from Jennifer, Dr. Balaloski’s nurse.  My glucose test results are in… AND… she wants me to come in for further testing.  *CRIES*  This doesn’t say straight out that I’ve got Gestational Diabetes but they’d like to do the 3 hour test to make sure.  *deep sigh*

I was so distraught Saturday and Sunday after listening to the voicemail.  I had just bought myself a bag of bunny series M&M’s for a treat, because women always need chocolate, right?  Well, that bag remains unopened since I got it home Saturday.  It sits on the coffee table, all good looking and full of chocolate joy and I very nearly opened it yesterday.  Self restraint can be a wonderful thing, no?

The Girl Scout Cookies that I ordered from a friend & neighbor’s daughter just came in Friday… I have two boxes each of Trefoils & Thin Mints waiting on me.  Gah!   Why???

Ate some oatmeal for breakfast yesterday, a bowl of spinach salad for lunch and a cup of cottage cheese.  Made a moderately reasonable dinner last night, took the steaks from the fridge and trimmed ALL of the fat, seriously… there was a plate of fat trimmings that weighed half the total of the steaks!  I used one of the sushi knives (if you want to do dainty work with meat, get yourself one and keep it sharp!)  Marinated the steak bits in a sesame-ginger dressing mixed with an Asian dry-rub and some Shichimi Togarashi (Japanese 7 Spice Powder, kind of hot)  Stir-fried in a little veggie oil mixed with dark sesame oil for good flavor.  Added a bag of frozen stir-fry veggies and went to town.   I have to remember to buy more brown rice.  I’m getting lazy in my pregnancy… not chopping my own vegetables!!!

Just rereading that paragraph makes me want to jump back into bento making.  I’ve got plenty of ingredients for proper Japanese cooking including the mirin/sake, shichimi togarashi, ground ginger, mustard powder, assorted sesame seeds, powders, oils, pastes, bases, nori and a ton of other stuff that I can’t remember just sitting up there collecting dust.  In 3 months I’ll have all the time in the world to dream up lunches, so long as Kol is sleeping. 

I hope that when Mei Mei comes back from Chengdu, she’ll have a little time to teach me some of my favorite Szechwan (Sichuan) style food, I’m so jaded on Americanized Chinese food now that I’ve had the REAL thing.  Her hot pot is to die for.  I’d like to incorporate some into my bento but she always tells me that “when it’s cold, it’s no good!”  LIES, it’s still good!  : )

I’m afraid that when Mei comes over to review my pantry she’ll throw all of my Japanese specific spices out.  Many Chinese still dislike the Japanese for history reasons or otherwise.  I happen to love both cultures, she’ll learn to deal.  Older women & men have a harder time adjusting sometimes.

As I sip on my beloved orange juice, I wonder… If I fail the 3 hour test, will I have to give up one of my sweetest cravings?

Oops, I believe my ADHD kicked in again.  Wish me luck in my 3 hour test!