Year 2, Day 313: Will This Week Ever End?

Sometimes a week just goes by so slooooowly it's infuriating. I couldn't believe today was only Wednesday this morning and when I came home I couldn't believe it was only going to be Thursday tomorrow morning. Some weeks just speed by in an instant, over before they've even begun. This one just seems to drag its hairy knuckles on the sidewalk with a horrible scraping sound.

Breakfast
Kashi Go Lean!
Heritage Flakes
Ikea Muesli
Blueberries
Banana
Unsweetened Soy Milk
Coffee

Snack
4 Sticks Beef Jerky
2 oz 50% Jalapeno Cheddar
1 oz Boston Lite Popcorn

Lunch: Chan Skin Yuan
Beef Thingy
Chun King Pork

Dinner
Salad a la Molly
Turkey Crumble
3 Bean Salad
Broccoli

My niece is a salad fanatic and I'm constantly amazed, even after all these years at the amazing volume of salad she can consume in a single sitting. As a salad expert, she is fascinated with my sister-in-law's 'trick' of adding water to very dry salads to make them deliciously moist. I can't remember ever eating a specific salad prepared by my sister-in-law, though I will say that I never once ate a less-than-delicious thing prepared by her hands. When I think of water and salads, I think: bad. My niece said she could never replicate the trick, but I didn't want her to. I like my salads wet with dressing. Call me a purist.

Year 2, Day 279: Magnolia Threw Up

Throwing up is never fun, though it is sometimes good and good for you. Don't worry, I'm not bulimic, it's just that Magnolia had thrown up this morning when I went to get her. Very unsettling. I immediately got her into the tub with bubbles and eventually she ate a banana and we got on with her morning. I don't think she was sick or anything; it was probably just too much food eaten yesterday—maybe one too many bites of pork. Anyway, we took it easy on her today and I trust she'll be back to normal soon. But there's nothing like cleaning up someone else's food (even if it is your progeny) to make you lose your appetite. And I mean all day. That's not to say I didn't eat—but there were very few hunger pangs.

Breakfast
2 Soft Boiled Eggs
1 Slice Balthazar Bread
Coffee

Snack
1 oz. Boston Lite Popcorn

Lunch
Peter's Kitchen
Chicken Kebab Salad

Dinner:
A little bit of chicken thigh
Salad with Tuna and Feta

We did go for a walk today. I thought that would help clear my head and stomach from the thought of vomit. And it did. Then it was a seven pound salad for lunch. Amazingly, for the second night in the row, I have had the same thing for dinner as I have had for lunch. I can have salad for lunch and dinner now, even in winter. I like salad. I depend on salad. I'm not sure what I would do without salad. It's amazing that at one time a chief rationalization for not going on a diet was that "I couldn't eat that much salad." It's true. I think I actually said that out loud. An old friend of mine and Emily's was in town recently and was reliving a conversation where she suggested I work out in the gym and I scoffed. "I'm proud of my scoffing," I said. "It was who I was." It's true. I couldn't have gone to the gym back then, because I was too ignorant and afraid. Plus I didn't care about myself. Sure glad that period of my life is over.