day 1

I'd like to put what I have eaten today out there, for good karma or something:

Breakfast- fruit smoothie with protein powder (spinach, banana, OJ, strawberries, and blueberries)
Lunch- the apple oat bars I made yesterday & grapes
Snack- the apple oat bars, two pickles, and half a banana
Dinner- Honey lime shrimp, brown rice, and broccoli

You're probably wondering why I ate such a small and weird lunch followed by small and weird snacks. Here's your answer: Utah. You see, Utah likes to torture children and teachers by starting school at the ungodly time of 7:30 am. Therefore, my lunch is at 10:33 am. TEN THIRTY A.M. DOES NOT A LUNCHTIME MAKE.

So, I'm not always hungry when "lunch" time rolls around, and apparently the smoothie I made was rather filling. By the time I got home from work and a doctor's appointment, I was starving. My normal fix for this would be to graze on whatever random snacks are in my cabinet. (Obviously I still did this, given the oat bar, banana, and pickle combination). I had to really focus on eating a snack that wasn't processed or sugary.

Then I prepared dinner. And I think I have realized that maybe I'm not the best cook in the world. I'm a good baker, that I know, but cook? It's debatable. I grew up cooking, because I come from a family of good cooks and I often made dinner for my family when my mom was sick, so I've always figured that I am a fine and dandy cook.

For starters, the apple oat bars I made yesterday are good, but they don't look like the damn picture. They are definitely more crumbly than they should be. Then the damn shrimp. They also don't look like the stupid picture, and they didn't taste all juicy and flavorful like shrimp should. But I followed all of the directions. To a freaking T. Can I blame the altitude?

Anyway, after dinner all I could think about what eating something sugary. I looked at the jelly beans that I threw on top of my cabinet and contemplating grabbing a stool so I could grab them (because I'm actually too lazy to go through the trouble of getting a stool to stand on top of, I put junk food on top of the cabinet where I know it'll be safe). I decided against it, then thought about the dark chocolate covered blueberries and almonds that I haven't touched since the day I made them. Then, like Amy Winehouse, I said no, no, no. If I've managed to adapt this unhealthy habit of grazing, I can certainly break it as well. Right? Right.