I woke up sore as shit today. My triceps actually feel bruised, and my son almost made me scream when he drove his sharp little elbow into my quad. So I went to Pilates, and even that felt like a punishment. Sigh. I do feel better today (even though I'm still coughing), but my nose got nice and blistered up. That usually means the end of a viral illness, so I'm hopeful that by the end of this week I'll be back to my usual sunny self.
Today was grocery shopping, and I filled my cart up with all the appropriate things. I'm getting ready to go Zoney on the first, so I picked up some cheese to add into my diet. I just can't eat that much meat every day, and I don't understand why whey protein is okay but not actual dairy. I'm not lactose intolerant, so I will eat full fat dairy in it's closest-to-natural form in moderation.
On to the menu!
Breakfast was pretty standard.
The last of the blackberries. Back to Costco!
I finally finally finally got the venison sticks I was promised. They are Maplewood Meats awesome.
Nice leftover lunch of carne asada and guac with cauliflower. This meal was pretty damn Zoney!
Avocados are magic. And the ripe ones are like unicorns.
After lunch I sort of wanted to do this.
Why don't children see the value in napping?
Instead I got out the cookbooks and did the monthly menu. Then I made a shopping list. It really only took about 30 minutes to do both. Now that our pantry is paleoified we have most of the stuff in most of our recipes. All we really need to buy is produce. And sometimes chicken. The Complete Book of Food Counts is something I've had for a long time and sort of forgot about. Should be handy for Zoning the menu. Although I tried to figure out the Zone blocks for tomorrow's dinner and my head exploded, so I don't know. I found an online calculator for recipes that I'm going to try. It's fiddly as shit but once I know, I know, you know?
So much maths.
I ate another meat stick. Because meat stick. And then I wasn't hungry for dinner, so we went for a walk when the kids were done eating and I went to the store while my loving husband washed their stinky little bodies. The boys went to Sir Bounce-A-Lot for a birthday party today, and they were red faced and grinning when they got home. Who doesn't love a bounce house. I'm seriously considering throwing myself a giant birthday party with bouncy houses this year. I've even researched the cost. Bouncy houses and booze. If I threw a party like that, would you come? I'll be 37.
It's not really dinner, I just wanted something to eat during Cosmos. Talk to me, Neil deGrasse Tyson. You have just enough knowledge and just enough swag to be pretty fucking awesome. Plus you know the President and Bill Nye. Let's be best friends.
I'm trying to figure out if I can fit in CF and a shower before work tomorrow. I'm on days, which in the hospital means 7-5:30. Close fit if I want to workout and not be stinky. I may have to use the box showers for the first time.
Ok. Back to Cosmos. Carry on.