Chicken

So when you force yourself to write a blog (because your sister who hasn't blogged in three months suddenly comes through and you feel like a slug if you don't have a new blog), you write about what is uppermost in your mind: chicken. I read in a book recently that one way to lose weight is to eat the same thing everyday for breakfast and lunch--keeping a routine that you don't alter helps make it a good habit. Without knowing that piece of advice, that's what I've been doing for over two years, mostly because I'm lazy and I don't want to think about what to eat. I have one slice of wheat bread with a thin layer of peanut butter for breakfast and chicken for lunch. For years I've been able to find thin sliced chicken at the grocery store. It's more expensive, but I don't care. It's just right.

When Mary died we found frozen chicken--a lot of frozen chicken in packs of four fat breasts. We used some at the memorial, but there was a lot left over. So I'm trying to use it up. Four pieces of chicken, that I now have figured out to cut into smaller pieces, but then there's too much for the week and then there's leftovers for more than a week and after a week--it tastes pretty bad. Really bad. But I hate to waste it. The first week I ate through to week two. The third week I threw some away. The fourth week, I tried to have chicken for dinner too. The fifth week I started having tuna instead. Then I went back to chicken and when there was some left over after a week, I went out for pizza--two times. It was really good. It's not like I don't have pizza for dinner sometimes, but going down hill on lunch is a slippery slope--like buying that bag of reeses peanut butter cups--of course you can't (translation I can't) eat just one.

I blame fat chicken. So do I throw the rest of the chicken away? Do I eat for a week and then throw away the left overs? Do I start a habit of eating pizza once a week--oh, on Friday--that's always a fun day, well except the reason it is fun is because we have chocolate chip cookies at work on Friday, so maybe Friday would be a bad day to also have pizza. I'll have popcorn on Friday (100 calories) and Pizza on Tuesday (except when I have a luncheon on Tuesday) and then... There's only four more packs of four fat chickens left--I'm going to try to power through. No pizza at lunch. Chicken only. Maybe it just needs more salt and pepper. Ice cream--that's the ticket. Got to go now, bye.