But I didn't, obviously.
Today I actually got up early, as planned, which was fortunate because The Boy overslept and I had to wake him. Starting the day yelling at him, followed by making Microgreen Salad (LOVE to eat it, HATE to make it), and then getting yelled at by an irate employee for something I didn't even do....that makes for a cranky Terrie.
But at least today I was cranky because The Boy is an irresponsible teenager, I don't like to cook and sometimes people are asshats, rather than being cranky because I didn't eat enough and my blood sugar was in the basement. And my breakfast was yummy. Yummy enough to deserve TWO pictures:
Something I can consume in the car without killing anybody.
Lunch was the aforementioned Microgreen Salad. With pine nuts, cashews and avocado.
And, of course, jicama and creamy garlic dressing.
Yesterday, when I originally looked at tonight's dinner's recipe, my reaction was "15 ingredients? Seriously?" But this was actually one of the easiest dishes. There was about 20 minutes of cooking time, which allowed me to make the side dish for tomorrow's lunch and clean up a bit. I ended up being done eating and had the dishwasher running by 7:30. That has to be some kind of record.
Quinoa lentil pilaf with steamed broccoli.
My taste buds are definitely changing. Used to be I really disliked broccoli, but this wasn't bad. I taste things differently now. In the past my taste buds were so overloaded with the chemically induced over the top flavors of the food-like products that when I ate real food it tasted bland. I'm starting to taste the subtleties of things like broccoli or carrots. Hell used to be I would gag if I tried to eat an apple, but the one I had yesterday was AWESOME! I'm able to appreciate the natural sweetness of fruit, and taste the differences. For example I'm surprised by how blueberries really aren't that sweet at all. And even strawberries pale in comparison to a good green grape or apple. I never noticed the differences. Fruit was something I ate because I was supposed to, or because I couldn't have what I really wanted. Something to fill me up without packing on too many pounds. Now it's like candy, and that's awesome.
Tomorrow's lunch is packed up and I'm enjoying the relative comfort of my living room. I say relative because it's more comfortable than the kitchen table, but not as comfy as the bed which is where I really want to be. I've been working at the kitchen table most evenings and those chairs are hard. My elbows will hate me for it, and my back will probably not be too happy either. I'm not exactly ergonomically postured here...but my heinie is happy.