Today has been an emotional day, a blah day, and a conscious eating day - even though I didn't quite stick with my plan. I ate wheat and dairy - so now I'm logging it.
I should have been clear in my previous post that I was going to try to follow my food plan - as long as people don't gift me with food.
It just so happens that today - right after pushing the "publish" button on my blog page, my co-worker Sarah brought me lunch. Sarah wasn't enabling me - she doesn't read my blog or Facebook - she was just being my friend.
Sarah and I had had a conversation last Spring about Cincinnati Chili. I'd never heard of it. So, today, Sarah brought me some.
Do you know about Cincinnati Chili? It's what I consider Texas chili (you know, brown....) with beans served over spaghetti and covered with chopped onions, cheese, and ...... Oyster Crackers! When you order Cincinnati Chili you order it "one-way", "two-way"........
I think mine - with chili, spaghetti, beans, cheese, onions, and Oyster Crackers was considered five-way chili.
It was wonderful! Sarah brought me a serving - well, maybe more than a serving - but not a Jenny helping.
I spent the day doing paperwork that I consider boring - writing functional behavioral goals, a behavior intervention plan, and case notes. Mid-afternoon, Tyler called me - upset - to tell me that he had quit his job of four years. He and his boss (who also had been his friend) had been having lots of conflict and Tyler finally felt that he was pushed to quit - or be fired.
It broke my heart. It hurts so much to watch my son hurt. It hurts to watch him feel like he is not valued. Tyler is so loyal. It's always been hard for him to quit jobs. He's 26, he's worked since he was 15, and he's only had 3 jobs - because he stays with them forever. The writing has been on the wall about this job for months but Tyler kept hanging in there. He truly is loyal to a fault.
I know that Tyler will quickly get another job but I grieve the fact that it will be in Santa Fe or in Phoenix.
I'm in that parenting quandary where I know that he needs to leave this town, but it makes me really, really sad to think about him going.
So....... in a Jennyfunk, I went and got my hair cut. Some of you know from Facebook that I cut it myself yesterday. It's funny because that's old PMS behavior. I used to always be able to tell when it was time for my period because I'd butcher my bangs, go to the hair dresser and have something drastic done, or color my hair a different color.
It's like my hair was psychically connected to my uterus and ovaries.
Well, I haven't had a period in eight years and I haven't had a uterus or ovaries in nearly three years. So, what's my hair's deal?
Anyway, I went to a new hairdresser because mine was booked. Duh. Ya think she's be free when I called for an appointment at 3:00? The new hairdresser did a good job but it's too short. I can't even remember the last time it was this short. Maybe never.
So now, I'd like to crawl in a hole for a couple of month.
I also had a cooking fiasco today. I soaked pinto beans last night and put them in the crockpot this morning. To season them, I added a ketchupy-like sauce that has ghost peppers in it. It was fiery!
To try to make it more edible, I went to the grocery store and got a roasted chicken and cabbage.
I know. Pinto beans/cabbage/chicken soup. Sounds kind of weird but it's really popular in Jennyland.
However, the beans weren't done when I tried to eat dinner. So I picked out the cabbage and chicken and.....
........ I'm sorry to admit this but you know I don't have many boundaries .......
.... I spit out the beans - AND THEN PUT THEM BACK IN THE CROCKPOT!
I figure tomorrow they will be done and I can invite some of my unsuspecting, non-blog reading friends to dinner! ;-)
Aren't you glad you read my blog?????