When I’m eating fish and if I find ONE bone, I’m done.
I didn’t eat last night. Was too upset. Today I don’t feel like eating either, but I nibbled on some stuff just to get something in my stomach. Here’s hoping I have an appetite for Sunday because I made myself some homemade corn & clam chowder and for Sunday supper we’re having chicken parmesan & spaghetti with salad and garlic bread sticks.
Yesterday I had Chinese for lunch and I couldn’t eat the rest of my dinner. I was probably still full from the Chinese. Went to a small Chinese buffet by myself and stopped at one plate, so it’s not like I ate a ton. Guess I just didn’t have much of an appetite the rest of the day.
As for today, I don’t know what I’m having. Haven’t thought about it much as of yet.
That and the spaghetti. Diabetics and people with blood sugar issues have to watch their intake of carbohydrates as well as sugar.
Today I had a packed lunch. A sandwich and tiny breadsticks with cheese dip as a snack. Don’t know what I’m having for dinner yet. Maybe a wrap and some soup.
We are having marinated pork chops with a pasta sauce.
back off holiday after nearly a three week break. Real life is hitting in after being looked after for such a long time and not having to think about what to cook.
Tonight I am going to make myself an American breakfast. Bacon, sausage and scrambled egg, with pancakes and real Maple syrup. A treat I make very occasionally.
We occasionally have breakfast for dinner and our favorite traditional American breakfast that I make is sausage gravy and biscuits (not cookies, more like savory scones), fried potatoes (what we call hash browns) and scrambled eggs. But we’ll occasionally have pancakes and sausage and/or bacon and eggs.
I’ve been sick since last Thursday, so I’ve had no appetite. I try and eat, but only get part way through the food and I can’t eat anymore of it. And it hasn’t done a damn thing for my weight. I’m still the same as I was before I got sick. Not that I want to be sick so I won’t eat, but I weighed myself yesterday assuming the drop in calories has to have made some difference. But it hasn’t.
Nope, it hasn’t budged. But that’s okay. Right now I couldn’t care less about my weight. I’m just tired of being sick. Tired of having no appetite. Nothing sounds good. Well, except maybe a big pot of homemade chicken noodle soup, but I don’t have the energy for that.
A chicken one pot, huh? My mom used to do meals like that. She would make casseroles or pots of whatever she could find to toss into it.