Whole30: Day 15
Sorry sorry, Day 14. It wasn’t personal, promise. I’ll try to make it up to you this morning, deal?
Day 14 was a banner day, actually. We all woke up in good moods, and when RR grew tired of playing inside (around 10am or so), we all gathered ourselves, dog included, and went on a hike through the local trail that runs through our neighborhood. RR still fits into her backpack carrier, so we spent most of the hike part in the woods with her on my wife’s back. She walked a good half mile on the sidewalk when we headed back home. Needless to say, both she and the dog were exhausted when we got back, so naptime for everyone.
I think one of the things we’ll look more forward to after the Whole30 is at least the prospect of some kind of convenience food. Not saying we’re stocking up on happy meals, but when we forgot to plan lunch yesterday, the only solution we could think of was heading to the grocery store nearby and picking up a rotisserie chicken. Right? Totally less convenient than, say, a sandwich or something.
So we ate our chicken, and when RR woke up from her nap, it was just in time for Emily the babysitter to take over. A babysitter. I KNOW! Crazy shit. It was kind of a trial run for them, from 3pm-5pm, while my wife and I went to buy NEW PANTS. Cause wearing a size women’s 20 when you’re actually a size regular-lady 16 is less flattering in person. I swear to you – I can’t remember the last time I was a size 16. I may have BEEN 16.
One thing I’ll say about shopping in the “regular” person’s area is… holy crap, why do thinner people have such nice, well-made, soft, flattering, and less expensive clothes? It’s a huge, steaming pile of horseshit that plus sized people get, like, two styles of everything, for twice the price of other clothes, and less fucking flattering. And they only last, like.. a year. If you’re lucky.
So I spent less time being SO HAPPY to not be in the plus area, and more time being OUTRAGED that this whole other world exists at the exclusion of who I’ve been since I was in high school. Ugh. Whole other post.
So we got home and had 50/50 burgers (1/2 ground beef, 1/2 ground BACON) for dinner, courtesy of the Eat Like A Dinosaur book that we have checked out from the library. Holy fucking shit, it was SO GOOD. Dude. I can’t even talk about it. I can’t wait for warmer weather so I can grill these suckers outside and all the neighbors will come running into my back yard.
Dinners that good make you forget that cookies even exist.
This morning, we all had eggs and cantaloupe, and RR had an additional 15 blueberries, two apricots, and one lick of my avocado (an actual lick), while I was assembling this afternoon’s salads. Like a beast, I tore off a leg/thigh off of the leftover rotisserie chicken and put it in a tupperware with my designated 1/2 of the 50/50 burger (we made three total – ate two last night, had one left. I reluctantly gave my wife the other half.) and that’s my lunch today. Tonight for dinner is these pork chops. Yum.