Well, it wasn’t so much a 1 day diet as it was a 1 meal diet. And it was definitely a failure. And it wasn’t actually a diet at all, but a combination of my doing anything to avoid fast food for breakfast (for some reason, my husband wants McDonald’s every Saturday) and also doing anything to avoid cooking.

So, I had a small salad and about 1/4 cup leftover macaroni and cheese. I thought this would be enough since hubs and I were supposed to go for a walk and run a few errands and then we’d be home and I could grab another snack. But nooooo. He’d gone to his parents to help install something which ended up taking much longer than he’d planned. So, an hour or so after breakfast, I’m hungry again. Thing is, I’m insulin resistant, so just like a diabetic I can’t just “stick it out”. So, I opened a can of red beets and ate about 1/3 of it. An hour later, still waiting, and getting sick to my stomach, I pulled a piece of gingerale bread (beer bread but made with gingerale instead of beer- also 1/2 the flour is made up of stone ground whole wheat and organic rye) out of the freezer (I used all natural gingerale and no preservatives when I baked it so it keeps better frozen) and toasted it and added a little bit of fruit preserves and a tiny bit of butter as well as a very small, super thin slice of raw (unpasteurized) smoked cheddar.

This worked much better. Husband came home soon after and we went on a short walk and then hit the stores. And, of course, I got hungry again. And woozy. And low blood sugar. So despite the fact that I’d just bought 3 lbs of fresh fish, we ordered out (don’t worry, we’re having half the fish tomorrow and the rest is getting frozen).

Pizza. And chicken fingers.

So much for trying to eat healthier. So much for trying to get hubs to eat healthier (who shared the pizza and chicken fingers but who also had McDonald’s for breakfast). Oy. Well, there’s nothing for it now- the day’s meals are spoiled, so it’s time to break out the ice cream and booze.