Last night Dan called me and begged be to get pizza for dinner. This happens often, and I almost always convince him to go with the dinner that I have planned instead.
However, yesterday when he called it was 5 PM Ina was having a trying day. I hadn't ran. I hadn't showered. I was still in my PJs. I tried to sell the tilapia I had defrosting in the refrigerator, but he wasn't listening. So, I caved.
I did get the chance to throw some lettuce in bowl in an attempt to health-up dinner.
Lunch was the last bit of Sunday's chili on top of a sweet potato with a large dallop of Greek yogurt - a surpisingly tasty combo.
Breakfast was my typical overnight oats with banana, coconut and walnuts.
Abby blessed me by watching my child who forgot how to sleep while I ran 4.25 miles while watching Glee.
(Slowly adapting to the baby monitor without having to be in the same room with her 24/7).
Thought for the day