A Diet of The Mind

Days like this I feel like all the dieting I do is in my head. I think a lot about eating less, I might plan to eat less or research light recipes but I DON'T ACTUALLY EAT LESS.

*throws hands in air*

*heaves sigh*

Today I for breakfast I had a 100-calorie Quaker snack bar and a cup of Mighty Mango juice. Pretty good. Quaker bar was a little overly sweet, but still, not bad. Lunch was a fairly large portion of macaroni, spaghetti sauce, and shredded cheddar. Not so good. This is actually a real problem meal for me. It's quick, easy, cheap, and Big Bit likes it. Hard to say no to. Unfortunately it's pretty much nutritionally neutral. And since I'm pouring the dry pasta out of the box, hard to portion reasonably. I have been known to eat a POUND of pasta at a sitting. Which is pretty ridiculous. Snack was a graham cracker. Meh, not too bad, could have been worse, except for the part where it helps me think everything I put in my mouth should be sweet. The supper plan was salmon and mashed potatoes and possibly a bit of spinach salad.

You see that word, plan? Sort of indicates that reality might differ from the beautiful sentence that follows it? I burned the ever-living goulash out of those potatoes. I have seriously never burnt potatoes like I burned them tonight, and (of course) dinner had been delayed in the first place, so by the time it was clear that this meal plan was kaput, it was 7pm. And Big Bit hadn't eaten anything. And everything else in the house was going to take at least an hour to cook.

So I went and draped myself over The Husband and suggested we go to Waffle House. Sniffing the air, he quickly became agreeable and the four of us bounced out shortly later to dine at Chez Waffle. Where I ate a pecan waffle with butter and syrup, 2 eggs, 2 pieces of toast, 3 pieces of bacon, hash browns, half a glass of milk and three quarters of Big Bit's apple spice waffle.

*GROAN*

Why did I do that?? Why didn't I get an omelet or maybe a sandwich or hey, why didn't I suggest we go to Chik-fil-A instead, where it's so much easier to be good?

Why do I have this idea that I'm dieting so much more than I actually am???

The number: 262 Sigh.