Well, one thing I've learned...weekends are NOT my friend. I don't want to think about what to eat, or what I should eat, or what I shouldn't eat. I really just want to sit and veg, and eat. I had one last meatball sandwich for lunch yesterday, then we grilled fajitas and veggies and homemade salsa for dinner, so that wasn't too bad. I wanted a chocolate cake so bad. I don't know why, it just sounded really, really good. I did get some strawberries and plan on making some shortcakes, that can't be too terrible, can it?
Today I skipped breakfast on our way out to church, and we went to Jason's Deli for lunch. I had a half a sandwich, been in a weird, try something new mood, so I got a Santa Fe Chicken sandwich, it had Russian Dressing on it, no idea what that is, but it was on whole grain bread, and had avocados on it, it wasn't too bad. I also had a side salad, with feta cheese, almonds, artichokes, yum. And just a tiny taste of the soft serve. So I guess while writing it all down I've realized I haven't been as bad as I thought I had been, just not as good as I could have been, and thankfully I didn't succumb to all my bad thoughts, or I would have had chocolate cake, strawberry shortcake, and pear cake. It's a certain time of the month for me, where I just need some sweets. I can blame it on that, right?
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