I know, it’s only 10:05 a.m. and here I am, already telling you what I ate. In my defense, it’s pretty cut and dry and I can even tell you what I’ll snack on tonight, because I’m that good.
1 mini Hershey’s bar
1 mini Kit-Kat
1 cup French Vanilla coffee, 2 mini creamers, 1 Splenda
2.5 stalks celery, cut
2 Tbsp peanut butter
1 tsp cream cheese
1/2 a banana
That’s what I’ve eaten so far. I once heard on the radio that people who eat a small piece of chocolate in the morning are generally nicer and have their shit together by time they get to their desks. Any reason to eat candy sounds good to me. I am addicted to candy. ALL of it. That’s no joke either. I do not discriminate against any candy. Even rock hard Tootsie rolls that I discover in my glove box. Yep. I eat those too.
How about lunch you say? I eat lunch at 12pm, here’s what I’ve got:
1.5 cup chicken tortilla soup
This recipe is awesome and it also calls for the use of a crock pot. Which I never use. Well, I do, but only if it’s to fill it full of rotel dip and chips. It’s not very large and I often wonder if I should break down and buy a larger one. I mean, I am an adult now and that’s what adults do. They cook food in crock pots because they don’t get home from work at a decent hour and there’s only so many nights you can say, “We’re going to have breakfast for supper! YAY!” No. There is a problem though- I panic about leaving it on. What if the plug shorts out and catches my house on fire? Then what? No chicken tortilla soup for you! Or clean underwear. Or a place to live. I know this is probably an irrational fear that I should get over. I’m thirty five. Crock pots don’t start your house on fire. Dry Christmas Trees with “vintage” lights from 1985 do.
So I made the recipe without the crock pot. I boiled the chicken first, then chopped it up. While the chicken was boiling, I chopped all the veggies, added extra jalapeno’s, the spices and left that to marinate. I brought the 2qts chicken stock to a rolling boil, added chicken, added marinated veggies and cooked it all for a bit (maybe an hour on low). Right before we sat down to eat, Bill sliced up some tortillas and dumped those in, which really soaked up the juices and made the soup a little thicker.
I didn’t have avocados because I didn’t want to pay $1.99/lb for them
I did add sour cream though.
1 honeycrisp apple. I am in love with these apples. To me, they are the Glenda the Good Witch of fruit (the Wicked Witch would be Red Delicious. Blech).
1 cup plum, blueberry greek lite yogurt (low carb, low sugar)
Then I’ll probably try and score some candy from some department here in the building that has left overs. On the ride home, I’ll eat another apple or one of those round cheese bites that comes in the red waxy coating. Which, I love to keep on the side so I can mold it into something else when I have time. Because I’m weird. In case you were wondering, I also chewed the waxy glue that was left on my Hi-C juice pack as a kid. Okay, I did it last week too.
More chicken tortilla soup (I made a massive amount)
Probably split some popcorn with my husband and son while we argue about what shitty movie to watch on Netflix (I got vetoed on Valley Girl last night. SAD)!
2 fingers of bourbon, no ice. NO ICE PEOPLE. Ugh.
I’ll also sneak another piece of candy from MD’s Halloween stash.
So there you have it. What I ate and what I will be eating. It’s not complicated. It’s just food. Now if I could schedule some work outs as well as I schedule what I eat, I’ll be set. Patience, patience! I’ll be hitting the gym soon, seeing that I can’t really use my stair stepper since the man cave flooded. Disaster. A project for the dead of winter.
I’ll probably make a hearty beef stew that day.
And tell my husband he’s so super awesome for being a brilliant handy man around the house. Then we’ll eat stew in the ripped up man cave and laugh at the work ahead of us.