Breakfast, 9:30 a.m.
The peaches were staring to get wrinkly, so I figured I'd
better eat one.
Lunch, 1:45 p.m.
Peanut butter sammitch, cherries, applesauce, and an
apple cinnamon Nutri-Grain bar.
Dinner, 6:30 p.m.
Frozen Stouffer's. It's so bad for me, but I love it so much
and it's so easy to make when you're busy doing 500 other
things.
Snacks, 11:00 p.m.
After seven straight hours of cleaning (12 for Jon), we took
a Wal-Mart and Village Inn break...for additional cleaning
supplies and provisions. We intended to only get a slice of
pie, and Jon stuck to that, but...I didn't. I couldn't decided
between salty and sweet, so at the last second I ordered both.
It was bad of me, but that's how it goes. Plus, cleaning is very
hard work -- and I moved a couch, a bed, a desk, and a
dresser today, too...so I feel that I got quite a bit of exercise
today. Also, Jon insisted that I photograph the sugar packet.
He's not yet accustomed to my habit of downing them like
shots. And actually, I broke myself of that habit for several
years...I've only recently taken it up again.
2 comments:
i have tried taking pictures of what i eat, and gotten tired.
maybe because i was on a diet then, and the food was very uninteresting.
but do write more, i may shudder at the frequency of peanut butter in your meals, but i like reading about it. and seeing the pictures.
its a whole different food culture out there.
http://www.iwasreallyhungry.com/
made me think of you and your blog :) Maybe you should just embrace the food you love to eat and screw it all :)
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