Chicken Alfredo

How does a depressed, middle aged fat chick start her morning? Well, with two heaping scoops of low fat chicken alfredo from last night's supper, of course! Fuck. They say that you are suppossed to eat breakfast and lunch and dinner and then snack throughout the day. I never ate breakfast before and I'm not so sure adding another meal is going to do much for the apple pie of flesh I'm carrying below my belly button. But today's morning ritual taught me something: make sure to have nutritious choices in the house! (At all times, for every meal and every snack).

So, today's food journal starts with the alfredo and we'll see how it goes from there. Perhaps I should be skipping lunch now? Maybe I'll use my lunch break to get some carrots and celery at the grocery store. They say you can eat as many of those as you want! Tonight's dinner will be green water - urrr - lettuce. Ha.

Maybe it's not so bad having a Buddah belly. Maybe I'm going to just convert and call myself a Buddist afer all. Sigh. Why can't I have my own Bob and Jillian? And what's all this nonsense about butterflies?

(later in the day) add two cups of chili, two oatmeal cookies, and a handful of peanuts to today's foodcount. (uuugh)