. . . the mice will eat whatever the hell they want. :) When left to fend for myself foodwise, I tend to revert back to my old, much simpler "99% starch" lifestyle. It is a time when I get to eat foods that I used to eat frequently, but don't get to eat much now. Two of my favorite meals are white rice with a little butter and salt and pasta with a little cheese. Ask my college roommates and they will tell you it is true. Why don't I get to eat these meals anymore? Because Jason won't let me - he says they are not balanced meals. The last time I tried to eat plain pasta for dinner, he fried zucchini to put in it, which did not turn out very well, but I ate it anyway.
Jason left for DC on Thursday night. Friday night I made myself white rice. Yummy. Saturday night, I made a Classic Sausage Tombstone pizza and ate it with a glass of wine. I've been craving it for awhile so I picked one up when I stopped at the grocery store after my TRX class on Saturday. Jason and I NEVER eat frozen pizza. Again, not exactly a "balanced meal," and by no means healthy. Tonight, Jason would be proud of me. I made whole grain eggs noodles and mixed in steamed broccoli, sauteed tomatoes, and Kielbasa sausage I found in the freezer, and ate it with a little bit of shredded white cheddar on the top (feta would have been better but I forgot to pick some up and we didn't have any in the fridge). Not to shabby if I do say so myself.
In addition to getting to eat non-balanced meals, I get to be a bed hog. I love having the whole bed and 4 pillows all to myself (and Boo Bear) and I sleep right in the middle.
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