- A small bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios and milk.
- Mid morning snack – a few bites out of the 2-lb. tub of Fresh & Easy low fat strawberry yogurt.
- Homemade mac and cheese, half of Barefoot Contessa’s recipe.Â Essentially shells, gruyere, and cheddar with a pinch of nutmeg. I also infused the milk with thyme and garlic.
- Brandon made us Top Ramen…
- Dessert: Ben & Jerry’s Neapolitan Dynamite. Lots of it.
Satisfaction Level: Satisfied.Â Didn’t miss meat once!
Guilt Level: Very high for the lack of veggies when they could totally be had.Â Oh, and the ice cream gorge.
I took a mental day off on Tuesday (keyword there is MENTAL) and had an ortho appointment in the morning.Â I pretty much stayed in all day except for when I ran the books out to mail for Operations Paperback. I mean, I could have gone to the store and get some fresh ingredients to make ratatouille as inspired by the previous night’s Heroes episode.Â But I didn’t.
And of course, the blues got me diving into the arms of Ben & Jerry.Â I usually enjoyed a couple of bites for dessert anyway.Â However, I went to town with that.Â Then again, I did avoid the wine which was my original idea for dessert.Â One shouldn’t consume a depressant when depressed, a lesson I learned the hard way after my mom died.
That brought us to the blues.
A friend has been waiting for her grandmother to pass away for a few weeks.Â This weekend was it.Â Having had talked about the experience with the friend all week, it was like reliving the days with my mom again.
Obviously, once I got to work and found out the friend’s grandmother had passed away, feelings beyond my control were set in motion.Â I was sad for my friend’s loss.Â I was sad for my own loss.Â Which brought me to miss my family, my friends, and overall being home.Â I was sad for things I don’t have in my life, an interesting form of envy.Â You get the picture.
I hid behind my pile of work all day as an excuse to not be social.Â Thank god for that because I would’ve started crying.
The next morning, I cried in the shower. For not much of a reason but all of the above.Â I knew I couldn’t go to work like that.
Grief is a VERY odd thing.Â I mean, soon after my mom’s death?Â I get it.Â The random sadness and the crying.Â 2 years after and I’m still affected by some stranger’s death?Â That I don’t understand.
Then again, I *am* doing this veggie Tuesday thing in honor of my mom.Â So, I guess in someway it’s all related.