Whole30: Day 13
Howdy from Saturday night, which currently consists of me watching some trashy TV (my wife is out for her once-a-month social obligation), still content from tonight’s dinner, which was leftover slow-cooker pork, curried sweet potatoes, and mashed plantains. RR was a delightful dinner companion, as she typically is, and had Spaghetti-O’s (“more meatballs, please”), watermelon, pears, and a bite of curried sweet potatoes that was chewed and then spat out. Always worth a try.
Grocery shopping this morning (duh) and we stocked up for the week AND ate lunch at the grocery store. Double win! I’m planning on taking a picture of our fridge, pantry, and counter to kind of show you what things look like here. Fair warning – there are a LOT of eggs. And some Diet Cokes hiding in the way way way back – waiting for the Whole30 to end.
Really, Saturday mornings beat the hell out of us – between music class and tackling grocery stores with the child WHO WILL NOT STAY IN A CART FOR HER LIFE, it’s exhausting. I’m surprised we don’t ALL go down for a nap when RR does. But we wind down, for sure. And a couch nap isn’t totally unheard of.
Day 13 and I think all of the bad juju from the gluten and sugar in my previous world has finally flushed itself out. I can see bones in my hands again. I feel less bloated and puffy. I’m generally less grouchy. I’m sleeping like the dead. It’s delightful.
It still hard to fake-eat the Ritz cracker that RR insists that I eat. That’s still totally hard. Cause that shit is tasty! And dude, that kid is cute. It’s like a double-whammy.
Now for more trashy TV and equally-trashy internet surfing. Lucky me!