I woke up feeling less sick, so I did some housework and went grocery shopping.
Neither Sean nor I had eaten anything all day, so I made us an early dinner of Cajun catfish, sweet potatoes, and asparagus.
Ignore the sloppy presentation, my fish was the test fish.
Then I died. Just completely crashed and spent the rest of the day on the couch, watching Dr. Who.
I finished season two and cried a bunch.
Then I ate a citrus fruit.
Then I ate a pickle and some cheese.
Then I ate another citrus fruit.
Eventually, I ate some ice cream. I didn’t take a pic but here is an old ice cream pic.
More of the same.
I still feel pretty terrible. So glad this is a long weekend.
I have been sick all weekend. Saturday I woke up with a (much worse) sore throat and a headache.
Sean made me some chicken and stars soup and I watched Dr. Who.
Later, I got a weird craving for a cream cheese and pickle sandwich.
Sean’s mom came over to help groom the dogs and brought her lunch. She had french fries which made me want french fries so Sean (AN ANGEL IF THERE EVER WAS ONE) went and got me fries AND a McFlurry.
They never stir it fully :(
Later that evening, I put on some lipstick and drug my corpse to my friends birthday, because it’s her last birthday that I’ll be in town for. I didn’t drink at all (well, diet coke) and mostly just sat there, eating chips.
I had some Pop Rocks but I didn’t like them as much as I remembered.
Skipped breakfast, first meal was lunch.
Did some work; had some coffee.
Had some Greek yogurt with honey as a pre-gym snack.
After the gym, we rode our bikes to Dunedin for supper.
I had a mahi mahi tacos.
I ate 2 out of 3.
Sean got the chicken tender basket. (I stole a bite and a few fries.)
With snakebite sauce.
We rode our bikes back, and within a couple of hours I was hungry again.
I fixed a plate of leftovers from a trip to the Bern’s bar, but wasn’t able to eat that much.
My throat started to hurt so I ate some ice cream. I’ve been sick ever since.
The ice cream was delicious.
Yesterday was strange. I woke up waaaaaay late because I hadn’t been able to sleep until about 5 AM, then I went to Arby’s and climbed Meat Mountain.
Well, like a third of it.
Then I didn’t eat anything for a while, because recovery is important.
The next thing I put in my body was grapes.
I LOVE GRAPES.
Then I made this barley bowl with navy beans, veggies, and sundried tomatoes.
Then I had a tiny ice cream sandwich, but did not take a pic of it. So here is a pic of a very similar ice cream sandwich.
Same sandwich, different nails.
Ugh, and then (a couple of hours later) Sean brought home chocolate moose tracks, so I had a bit of that as well.
I can’t help myself. I love you and nobody else.
Ice cream is just SO GOOD, guys.
The first thin I ate was the new Waffle Chicken Tender sandwich from Publix.
With smoked gouda.
Not bad at all.
Then I bought these things, because JOURNALISM.
I think I ate 4 or 5 throughout the day.
Then I took it down a notch with some cottage cheese and grapes (not pictured).
Then I made cheese animals, obviously.
Cheese bear (it’s a panda)
Shared some weird noodles with Dith while watching the new Muppet movie (A+).
Then I ate some pickles and pickled ginger but I don’t have a photo because I had played candy crush until my phone died.
Also ate some dark chocolate.
See? This day was a lot less boring.
Breakfast was actually breakfast food:
This may become a habit.
Then my sister and I went to the Oxford Exchange in Tampa to get some work done.
I had Earl Grey, hot.
It was phenomenal.
Upon returning home, I consumed at turkey corn dog from Trader Joe’s.
The ketchup was running low.
Dinner was fairly healthy.
Cod, brown rice, asparagus.
Kiiiiinda boring, I know. Don’t worry, the 21st made up for it.
I forgot to take two pictures. Here are the ones I remembered:
The first thing I ate was a burrito bowl from Chipotle.
I ate an apple at some point.
Snack was cottage cheese with dill pickles, but I forgot to take a picture.
Supper was a chick pea curry.
Dessert was a tiny ice cream sandwich (photo also forgotten).
And then, because I am a bizarre person, I ate some nutritional yeast and salt off of a plate.