Feb. 24, 2015
Another decently solid day. I wore a dress today that I tried on last year at this time and couldn’t wear because I didn’t think it fit. Guess what, today it fit! I wore it, and I wore it proud. I think that was the first time I was able to tangibly see the progress I had made. Here’s to hoping it happens again and wearing my belt another hole smaller.
A new breakfast! This doesn’t happen very often, so I had to share a picture. I made a banana, peanut butter quesadilla. My inspiration came from this recipe. I used one tortilla shell folded in half, peanut butter and one banana and it was very filling. I probably wouldn’t have been able to eat more if I wanted to. I heated each side for a couple of minutes in a skillet and ended up with this gooey, crispy, hot heaven. And you can probably guess what I am going to say next, the best part was how easy it was. It probably took a max of 5 minutes to make.
Kinda boring, but it got me through the rest of the day. Just some leftover tune with carrots and ranch. So. Sick. Of. Tuna.
So with my boyfriend’s parents being in town I had to brave the dreaded restaurant menu for dinner. All of those wonderful pasta dishes staring back at me but unable to indulge in any. Luckily, I did have a kick-ass wedge salad that I will need to go back for. It consisted of a nice big wedge of iceberg, bacon, hard boiled eggs, tomatoes, blue cheese and homemade ranch dressing. It was divine and filling. I did cheat a bit and have a slice of bread with the restaurant’s marinara, oil, garlic dipping concoction. It was sitting right in front of me and was still steaming. How do I pass up steaming bread? The answer: I don’t. I do however feel good about the salad I ate despite my desire to eat everything else on the menu.