I opened the freezer and just kind of stared. There was a half-eaten box of soft pretzel bites, two Italian turkey sausage links (leftover from Monday's Healthified Pizza Pasta), fat-free whipped topping and two flash-frozen chicken breasts. Add in the frozen meals and ice cream sandwiches, and it looked kind of pathetic.

You know who he is - Dr. Oz, the Oprah medical expert who now has his own TV show. He likes to talk about how to live a better life whether it be through environment changes, diet, exercise ... or sex.Yep, Dr. Oz says sex will lead to a better life.

Too much caffeine, exhaustion and a slight sugar high from baking Tiramisu Cheesecake Bars - it's a dangerous combination.

I have seen the sun. I have felt the (relative) warmth. I have glimpsed the start of spring. And all I want to do is put on a pair of flip flops, a summer dress and fire up the grill. Maybe even drink a beer. How fantastic would it be to sit at the patio table, noshing on barbecue chicken and grilled corn? Except that it's supposed to be a tad chillier and a tad rainier this weekend.

I still haven't seen Valentine's Day. And you know what? I'm still a little upset about it. (Just ask Mark - he's been reminded. Several times.)My grandma would tell me that it's not nice to hold a grudge, especially about something as silly as seeing a movie. Then again, I don't think I'm all that nice. It's just that it hurt my feelings that Mark wouldn't see something that I

Turkey Tequila Burgers, Tortellini Primavera, Chicken Cordon Bleu Stromboli, Pacific Pork Kebabs with Pineapple Rice

I'll be the first to admit it: They were not the best cookies I had ever made. I had the darndest time getting the peanut butter kiss cookies off the oven rack, and they were a tad crumbly.But they tasted good. At least I thought so.

Why didn't I find this site until nearly two years after I started wedding planning? Seriously? Seriously!

"I'm not sure why, but I've been a bit of a food snob lately," Mark said.

We were supposed to see Valentine's Day. We were supposed to see the chick flick because a) I really wanted to see it; b) I was planning our Valentine's Day celebration; and c) Mark agreed to go to participate in my planned activities.

I was eating a lovely dinner of leftover chicken and roasted vegetables at my desk while I talked to Mark on the phone.I told him about my day, a boring day that involved a lot of lying around before coming to work. Then, he told me about his morning at school.

They say breakfast is the most important meal of the day. You know what I say? If it's so important, you should get to eat it twice - once at normal time and once at dinner.Yep, I'm advocating breakfast for dinner.The meal was a staple at my house growing up, especially during Lent. Scrambled eggs, pancakes, waffles ... mmm, waffles. Even as a single gal, I'd whip up an omelet for dinner.

It was cold but not that cold. The sidewalks were clear of snow and ice. My feet were moving, and my breathing was fast but steady. I was feeling good. Really good. And when I looked down at my watch after the first 1.25 miles of my 4-mile training run, I found out I wasn't just feeling good. I was doing well, too. I had ran my first mile in less than 10 minutes - a goal I have had for years.

I went meat-free on Fridays. I gave up things I liked and didn't want to live without. Things like candy and hitting my brother and soda and saying curse words.