Overheard in my kitchen

Random thought: You know your diet needs a change when you hear yourself saying at 11 p.m., "Oh, I should have brought that candy bar home from work. It would have made a nice dinner."

For the record, the candy bar in question was a Snickers. Also, I decided to have two packets of Pizza-flavored Pringles Stix (90 calories per pack) for dinner.

In fact, I'm going to go over the shame that was Wednesday's meals. Maybe I'll shock myself straight.

Breakfast: Sips of water, a third of a glass of Coca-cola.
Lunch: Some Goldfish crackers (I don't know how many--I'm guessing a serving's worth), some mints, about eight ounces of melon-flavored Gatorade.
mid-afternoon: Drank some icy water, chewed some gum.
later afternoon: Thought about buying a pizza and eating it over the next two days. Ate a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with potato chips instead. Drank about six ounces of root beer.
late evening: Ate the Stix described above with a few sips of purple G2 (that yummy low-cal Gatorade).

OK, this is somewhat atypical for me, but note the complete lack of vegetables, fruit and quality protein in that day. I'm all about snack-y carb things.

I need to get back on the quasi-diet I was following that at least included salads, frozen veggies, canned fruit and chicken cooked in various bland ways.

For the record, I didn't intend for lunch to be Goldfish crackers. It *was* going to be a Lean Cuisine french bread pizza, but the pizza was so freezer burned that it came out horrible, and I didn't even want to eat it. And if I eat a lunch like a pizza with no veggies, I try to make up for it later at dinner. But, I'll be honest, I rarely eat breakfast.