Day 2...Again

You read that right. No, it's not a real life Groundhog Day situation. It's called the 'I didn't check the label closely enough and apparently the compliant bacon eaten on day 2 wasn't actually compliant". Cue the emphatic sigh. So there you have it. I'm back at day 2. At least this little mishap occurred on day 2 of 4 or I may have had a meltdown. Hopefully, this was a one time deal and there will be no more little accidental slip ups.

After feeling a little bummed out about this situation, I put my big girl britches on and did what any sensible person would do. I called the local butcher and asked about their bacon, of course. Turns out their bacon is sugar free....as long as it's not the hickory smoked kind. I can deal with that. As an alternative, there's also the Whole 30 okay'd bacon that can be purchased. Shockingly, when I looked today, it was in stock (the first time yet!). While I was tempted to jump on that heavenly hog deal, I waited and decided to check out the meat market first. And by meat market I do mean an actual meat market (butchery), not a strip club in some seedy part of town.

After getting past this little mix up, I went about my day. Again today there were mini snacks - all healthy and within the acceptable list (trust me, I keep the list on my desktop). I felt satisfied all day, but on the way home the hunger monster came at me full force. I wasn't tempted by junk food, but I immediately started cooking dinner the minute I walked into the house. On tonight's menu was chicken breast and veggies...pretty basic. It was delicious and if I'd taken 2 minutes to get the camera out and snap a picture of this beautiful masterpiece, I would have. However, that wasn't an option. This body wanted food and my only mission was took make sure the chicken wasn't raw and then eat. I'm kidding. Sort of.

The chicken breasts were cut up into strips and then put into a heated pan with about a teaspoon of coconut oil and then seasoned with Hawaiian seasoning. This stuff is amazing, or what the cool kids these days say, Amazeballs. Did I spell that right? I don't even know. ha. Well, continuing on, the chicken was cooking and all seasoned and my belly was rumbling. At the same time, I was also cooking up some rice and heating up green beans (for the pup). I'm not entirely sure, but I have suspicions he may have been eating better than me the last 2 months, no joke. His food was ready before mine and I eyeballed him with envy as he began to chow down. Luckily for both of us, my dinner was done moments later. It was SO good. I took the chicken out of the pan, added a tiny bit more coconut oil and then threw in the fresh green beans, mushrooms and squash. Within a few minutes (which seemed like forever, btw) those were done and I was on the way to my happy place (aka eating dinner). Another successful evening, BF approved meal.

After dinner was the evening walk with the pup. We both need the exercise, though I feel he did more so, as I found out he 'feasted' on 8-10 chicken nuggets last night with a certain someone while I was out for my paint date.  This is apparently what happens on the nights Mom is out of the house. Granted, the BF told me his plan; I just didn't believe him. Consider it a lesson learned.

To round out the night, feeling optimistic about my second Day 3 and look forward to visiting the meat market tomorrow. I'm pretty excited about that trip because there will be more than a couple little piggies going 'wee wee wee, all the way home'. And into my fridge. The end. :)