On Tuesday Chubby had to get seven stitches after he fell off a chair during a play date. After over five hours waiting around for doctors and nurses and the emotional trauma of watching your two year old get stitches, no one wants to cook or wash dishes. So we picked up Chinese take out from our favorite place and shared with our dear friends who stayed with Grubby while we were gone. This is just one of those examples of life getting in the way of your best intentions.
I will admit, this wasn’t our only poor food choice over this stretch. What can I say? It was a long, emotional week. For example:
- Pizza one random night when there was nothing in the house but random leftovers.
- A few glasses of wine. Ok, maybe a few bottles, but they were shared and not all consumed on the same day.
- Chips and queso for Friday date night. (My tummy revolted the next morning. Ugh.)
- Wine, cheese, and chocolate for girls movie night. Ok, I had some popcorn too.
- Little bit of pasta, rice, and lentils in this Camp Stew I posted at OAMM and a few other meals. (At least this is all real food.)
- On a day when I desperately needed to go grocery shopping, I ate half an almond butter sandwich with my kids.
- Received some amazing, but sugary bread as a thank you from some friends. I had to eat some of that, right?
Most of our meals met our goals or at least almost did. You can tell that it is our snacks and beverages that get us in trouble. But I did resist pastries at Moms’ Group. Aren’t you proud of me?
At least Mother’s Day is over now, and I don’t have excuses for indulgences. 🙂