Friday, September 11, 2015

Day 5: Rotisserie chicken woes

For breakfast, I decided to default to how I prefer my eggs - poached. I remember the first time I saw my mom cooking them and I thought she was the biggest weirdo, and even tasting them the first time, I thought, "why would anyone eat these like this?" Now it is pretty much the only way I'll eat eggs. Go figure.

I had bought some salmon, thinking I would have poached eggs on top. And then I read the label (I'm starting to see a trend here...). Not only was there brown sugar and sugar in it, (WHY??) but there was RED and YELLOW dye. So many curse words went through my head and I pretty much had a half meltdown due to frustration, yet again. I cooked it anyway. My husband came home from work for his break and he ate them. At least they didn't go to waste. Lesson learned: READ YOUR LABELS BEFORE BUYING.

So, I decided on poached eggs, a neighbor of avocado, topped with salsa (Pace, no sugar added and no preservatives! Yay!) with a small pile of blackberries.

People, I have found my breakfast. I could eat this for a LONG time. I don't know what it is about it, but it is beautiful, and delicious.

Lunch was the tuna boats, without the boats. I didn't have the endive I needed, so I decided to pair that with a roasted sweet potato. I popped the last one I had in the oven and waited. It took FOREVER! Then I realized the temp was wrong. Facepalm. I think this is the fogginess they've warned me about...and together the tuna and potato weren't great but the potato worked amazing as a palette cleanser. The flavors of the tuna salad are just indescribably good.

Remember the chicken? (If not, read day 4) I was doing well with preparation, I had put the chicken in the fridge to roast for later. I wanted to use our rotisserie function on our toaster oven. Couldn't find the manual-googled it. I downloaded the pdf, and it would only show a few pictures. Oi this was frustrating. Eventually, a good 20 min later, I got the chicken on the spit, and loaded into the toaster oven (burned myself in the process). Chicken is too big (it was 4.25 pounds). The chest of the chicken was too large for the toaster oven. *hangs head* I unload it and removed the spit, placed it on the roasting rack and rub coconut oil, salt and pepper and garlic powder on it. Stuck it in the toaster oven and shut the door. Done. Now I have to wait.

Oh man. When that chicken was done and I was cutting it up, I of course just snacked every once in a while. I will never buy  rotisserie chicken from the store. That chicken was so tender, perfectly cooked, juicy. I can't wait to use that later! So excited!

By the time I had lunch. it was about 4. I was seriously regretting my procrastination, yet again. I was STARVING by the time that potato was done. Immediately after the chicken got done, that was my dinner. I just had that chicken. Hot out of the oven, no complaining from me! Bree even came by and got some from me. SO GOOD (I feel like that is a common theme here...is it because of the bad food I've been eating? The sugar? Deprivation?)

As far as my moods go, not good. I do not feel stable haha! In the morning I had to call the LG people, because they sent back my Bluetooth headseat for the SECOND time. Long story, but I took it out on the LG rep I was talking to. I was so frustrated with everything in my life, I didn't need these people to keep sending my broken headset back when I CLEARLY had my receipt IN THE BOX. Pet peeve - people who do not DO THEIR JOBS! *End Rant* I've been moody and cranky, sobby, emotional. Yikes people. Yikes.

Last thing-I know this has been a long post. My sister sent me the emails for the day, and they provided a tip for snacking; if you are genuinely hungry, steamed fish and broccoli sounds good. If it doesn't, you're seeking food for a few reasons other than hunger and you should hold off eating. This is a tip I am going to use in the future. The more you understand what your brain is going through and how it's effecting your body, this gets so much easier. You are in control. You choose, not your body. This is worth it. Keep the end goal in mind. You can do this. This is not hard.

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