Married to my BFF.
2 Australian Shepherds and 3 shitty cats.
- Organic Vanilla Chip Granola Bar - 4 poitns
- 6 inch Subway Club on Flat bread - 9 points
- Pita - 2 points
- 1/2 cup crab - 2 points
- Romaine Lettuce - 0 points
- Cherry Tomatoes - 0 points
- 1 slice chicken supreme pizza - 6 points
23 out of 27 points used
The Ferg: WALT
Walt Longmire: *stands tall and unfazed by all the shouting, while refusing to get a cellphone*
I’ll start this off by saying we made a bad decision tonight food wise. I had a shitty day at work. Only 2 people to do the job of three and I was the only registered tech. Not only that but I am also in charge of that particular department and everyone had 6 million questions for me. One of the patients was a 2 year old English Bulldog who kept trying to turn blue on me by flopping his big dumb head to the side in recovery every time I looked away. I’d like to go back in time and punch who ever started breeding these guys to be anatomically ridiculous.
ANYWAY. I ate my feelings. I feel ashamed. But I did it.
- 2/3 cup Organic Gluten Free “Whole O’s” - 3 points
- 1/2 cup Organic Vanilla Soy Milk - 1.5 points
- Strawberries - 0 points
- Watermelon - 0 points
- Green Grapes - 0 points
- Pita - 2 points
- Turkey Dog - 1 point
- Mustard - 0 points
- Hard Boiled Organic Egg - 2 points
- Half a Reese’s Fast Break Bar - 3.5 points
I have been wanting Pizza since I started this diet. I have been doing good avoiding my craving until today when I was heating up my lame ass turkey dog and I saw my coworker devouring a slice of pizza. I decided then, “fuck it” I’m getting fucking pizza hut pan pizza tonight.
- 2.5 slices Chicken Supreme Pizza (Pizza Hut) - 15 points (6 per slice)
- Salad - 0 points
- Dressing on salad - Who knows. I’ll just call it 2
The unfortunate thing about our decision is that we planned our whole meal out in the parking lot before we went in. We decided to get a medium 8 slice Chicken Supreme Pan Pizza at only 6 points a slice. I would eat two pieces, the husband would eat 3 and we would have only 3 left over to take home.
We order the pizza and have our salads. The waitress comes out and goes…”I have some good news and bad news… Your pizza is still cooking because I typed in the wrong pizza but here is the one that was made by mistake on the house”.
Seriously? Why couldn’t we get this lucky when I lived to shove cheese covered BREAD down my gullet? Now my fridge is full of evil, tempting deliciousness.
I was a little surprised by how little points each slice was considering the bread was glistening with buttery goodness. I looked it up on multiple quick reference sites. Oh well.
30 points out of 27 used.
Not too bad. My desire for Pizza as been satisfied. Now to a better day tomorrow.