Friday, January 13, 2012
Traveling the First Week of Going Primal...
Don't do it. I don't care how much you need to get away. Go before (or after) the first three weeks of going Primal.
I had no clue what to pack for dinner for me and the kids today. We had a 4.5 hour (closer to 5 hr) drive ahead of us, and knew we couldn't stop for dinner between Kansas and Oklahoma (why? because nothing other than McDonald's exist on the road I travel), so what to pack? Couldn't be anything that needed heating up, or that would spoil, or we be messy. . . yikes.
Oh, and did I mention that, as usual, nothing went as planned today, so I didn't have time to go to the grocery store and stock up on easy things? No? Well, there you have it.
I ended up packing: Sunflower nuts, raisins, cranberries, grapes, cheese sticks, leftover ham slices, fresh vegetable medley, and water.
The kids were happy enough to munch on these things for a while. Close to two hours later they said they didn't really feel as if they had eaten dinner. Well, neither did I. Though, we weren't really hungry, it was just the idea that dinner was just snacking on various items, rather than sitting down to a hot meal. Then as we stopped for a bathroom break (a car full of girls, what do you expect?) I thought I'd search for a Primal friendly snack in the store. All we could find was beef jerky (only one brand didn't have a bunch of weird stuff in it) and pork rinds. Oh, how I cringed at the thought of feeding my kids pork rinds. I did it though. Primal approved, and nothing other than salt and rinds in it. Mmmm!
Once the jerky and the rinds were opened in the van... I about threw up. The smell (of both products) is horrid. Why would people buy these things?! Make it yourself if you really want it!
Anyway, walking through the store we all realized how much we willingly we would take the cashier hostage if it meant we could have a doughnut, a bag of cheetos, or chocolate milk. Not stuff we had that often before, but who cares?! Sounded good now. And I had a headache again. Actually, it's the same headache from Monday. I tried to reason with Myself that having a Coke would be good for my head and make the drive less miserable. But Myself was being it's usual stubborn self, and told me to jump in a lake.
So we pulled into town a bit after 8pm. We're all starving. What can we eat? Lo and behold, there is a KFC right there with grilled chicken! Okay, not really Primal primal since it isn't organic and all that, but we were all starving and no means of cooking, so it's the best I could do.
The KFC girl says "Oh, a bucket of grilled chicken. Anything else, like chocolate cake?" I about threw my show at the speaker. I wanted to scream "of course I want cake! I just drove five hours with four kids, one of whom screamed for most of it!" but here came Myself again, warning me to be nice, so I politely said "No, thank you."
We were able to visit my some of my family for a bit, until Elizabeth decided she had had enough.
Now all the girls are passed out in various places in the hotel room.
And I'm hungry.