I knew this day was coming... the day I would experience the #1 killer of all diets-- the carb-abundant pantry at my parent's house. While driving over here, I repeatedly told myself that I better go to the store and load up on snacks before my 4-day dog-sitting excursion, but I decided to put it off until tomorrow. Silly me. Upon arrival I found chips and cookies and cakes, oh my. And my evening snacking craving arrived on schedule around 10p. After lots of internal criticism and debate over which of the 6 boxes of cereal would be better, the fridge instead granted me my dad's recently expired jar of almond butter, a bag of celery sticks from ??? and some blueberries from the 4th's bbq. And that's what I ate. And I'm really goshdang proud of myself... as long as I don't get food poisoning. Just kidding, everything looked/smelled/tasted non-life threatening. I would say it tasted fine, but I hate celery.
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July 12, 2012
Breakfast: same as yesterday... granola/half/coffee
Lunch: two egg omelet, spring mix salad, salsa. Some almonds.
Dinner: chicken breast, stir fry vegetables (found them lurking in the depths of my freezer!), blackberry/mango 'ice cream'. It really wasn't ice cream, just a blended mess of frozen fruit I found in my freezer with the last bit of half and half in the fridge, with some honey and lemon juice for flavor. Myplate.com said it was only 86 cal/serving, so I don't feel too bad. THE HALF AND HALF IS NOW GONE!!... to the dismay of my husband.
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