I was a bad girl today. I got myself into a very sticky situation where I had a two and four year old in the back seat of my car (I'm a nanny) and snacks for both of them-but nothing for me. We were running around and doing our thing but I just got to a point where I was SO hungry. Now, if you are a mom (or a nanny for that matter) you know my pain- you can't just "drop" into the grocery store and grab a quick, healthy snack. No, the grocery store is like a whole big journey in and of itself. And I just didn't have the time- let alone the patience to put up with it and make a smart choice about my consumption of food. Call it an excuse if you will, but I decided on the dreaded drive through (que horror music now).
I could have made a reasonably better choice than a kids meal (cheeseburger and fries). I could have. And of course I'm kicking my butt for it now. But I'm just being honest here- who ACTUALLY goes to a drive thru (us "healthy eaters" know this kind of feels like "getting away with something bad") and orders a freakin' salad!?!? I mean, maybe if it wasn't for the fact that all their salads have the same amount of calories as a burger itself, I would consider it. But once you get in that line of shame, and the fry smell wafts through your open window, there is almost no chance of denying it. Is this why they say an alcoholic shouldn't step into a bar?
I'm going to blame the fact that we have no healthy drive thru option in this city. No fancy chic-a-fil (because I see your delicious looking grilled chicken breast sandwiches!), no drive through sandwich shop (do these exist??). Burger King. Mcdonalds. Taco Bell. Take your pick. Bleh.
I'm determined to burn off at least some of those french fries today with an evening run.











And with a coat of paint:
Hideous guest room, compliments of the previous owners:
