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.
Run
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).
I love chili on a sweet potato!
ReplyDeleteI love that you can talk Dan into your planned meals most of the time! That's nearly impossible for me to do with my husband. He likes eating out way too much. However, now that I can't do much around the house, I told him he has to let me cook so that I feel like I'm contributing something!
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