I’ve been at my mom and dad’s since Saturday, and wound up staying until Tuesday afternoon. It was an adventure in crap eating
I love my parents, but they no longer cook, preferring to eat nearly all their meals from anywhere that accepts drive thru or call in orders. Fantastic. Day 2 was innocent enough- We stopped at Taco Bell on the way down for brunch, and I got 2 bean burritos and one of those little bags of chips and nacho cheese. Not great, but I was craving a bean burrito. When we made it to my parents’ house two hours later, we decided that dinner would be from the new Taco Bueno (byoo-no, as my mom stubbornly calls it, despite muy mucho corrections.) It was a party burrito (beans and cheese) and a Mucho Nacho with no meat or sour cream. I was looking forward to those, because the picture showed them with black olives and tomatoes (yummy!) Nope. Just chips, beans and cheese. Clearly, day two was my own personal colon blow.
Day 3- Another Taco Bell brunch for me (the bean burritos and nachos.) Dinner was a baked potato with cheese, butter and green onions. I am not a real big fan of that particular onion (especially when so roughly cut), so they were picked off. Day 3 was not a particularly filling day, especially since we moved furniture for most of it. My most of me is still sore from that.
Day 4- Started innocently enough. My mom loves salads from Spirits (Alexandria, La, if you’re ever in the area- I used to be a fan of their meatball hero and curly fries. Their salads are awesome, too, and all dressings are made fresh daily.) They have a “half and half” salad, that consists of a regular green salad and some pasta salad. I’m not a fan of pasta salad, so I got the half and half with extra spinach. This is where I slipped up; I was feeling a little blah, perhaps from all the work from the previous day, perhaps because of all the burritos. I decided I needed something more than just salad. I came thisclose to getting my beloved meatball hero, but decided to get grilled shrimp on my salad. Yup, it only too 4 days for me to go “hmmm, I want something meaty!” Granted, shrimp are not exactly “meaty,” but still. So, I slipped. It was a huge salad, seafood aside, and I was full for the majority of the day. When 8 p.m. rolled around, I finally asked what was for dinner. My mom decided pizza would be good, and this is where things got a little “ugh” inducing. I go to the bathroom (hello, or rather, goodbye, burritos!), and the next thing I know, my mom is telling me “We ordered a Supreme and a Meat Lover’s pizza. We would have gotten a cheese or Veggie pizza, but you can just pick off the meat.” Yeah. Thanks. So, I had a few pieces of basically wet dough with sauce and cheese, and a pile of meat on my plate. And that was day 4.
Day 5- Leaving meat land at last! Breakfast was picked over, leftover pizza and water. I am drinking a lot of water lately, which is good, b/c normally, I’m all about the DDP. I’m so down with it, I might just bleed DDP. Awesome. Dinner was some fries from Wendy’s and a side salad with Italian dressing (and I almost had some extra cherry tomatoes for a snack, but I was pretty zonked out after dinner.)
Day 6- Started well enough. A bowl of blueberries and a glass of choco Silk. I had a killer headache, so after breakfast, I laid on my new couch (yay!!!!) and watched about half of “The Big Lebowski.” When I woke, it was 3 p.m., and my head was still being a pain in my face. So, a bowl of shredded wheat and cow’s milk, followed by three aspirin, some chow mein noodles and a large glass of water. I pretty much just nursed my poor head today and slept a lot. Dinner was cheese and black olive pizza (since I was so not in the mood to cook.) And yes, I realize I eat a lot of crap foods myself. And right now, I have a giant glass of ice water. I like it when I am craving water (which is odd, b/c I’m drinking plenty of it anyway). But craving it makes me feel like my cravings are leading to something productive. Maybe I’m crazy though.
So, I realize that to keep this up for the next however many days, I need to shape up. Part of my problem is that I am so notoriously picky. I am really a nightmare for anyone who would want to cook for me, because my list of “foods I like” is about 1/4 the size of the “foods I hate” list. I am also one to want to eat the same thing everyday for a week (see days 2-3) just to avoid making a choice or trying something new. I feel better when I have a real breakfast, so now that I’m back home (where the groceries live!), I’ll be able to just go and grab a bowl of cereal, oatmeal, or make some eggs and toast. Another challenge for myself is seeing past salads. Yes, they are tasty, quick and good for you (if done right), but they are also boring after a while, and I detest washing lettuce.
I have decided to try to make eggplant parm later tonight (HOPEFULLY!) And maybe some hummus for lunch. I’m trying to be proactive about this whole thing, and the only way for me to do that is to keep up the willingness to try new things. I just hope they both turn out better than that funky, squishy fake chicken. Yecch.