Mush Bowls

So what did we eat on this Friday?

Eggs for breakfast. Before, I'd make scrambled eggs, and then put that into a mug so the kids could eat the eggs in the car on the way to school. Well... let me tell you, it is a *pain* to wash out egg mugs after they've been sitting in the van for eight hours. So I decided to switch to Styrofoam cups... Now we just eat and toss. Much easier.

Lunch was... well, I don't know. The kids packed their own lunches. No, I'm not a terrible mother who doesn't care about what her kids are doing. I just figure if all I have in the house is good, healthy food, then it will probably be okay to let them pack whatever they want. So far it's working. If they start abusing this policy, then I'll revise it. 

My lunch was umm... nothing. Tom had hard boiled eggs with his avocado mash.

Dinner was really interesting. I attempted to make salmon cakes. I followed the recipe, but substituted almond flour for the bread crumbs, and... yeah, that doesn't work. My patties fell completely apart, so I had to just mix it all together and act as if I wanted a big pile of mush in my pan. Totally scrumptious.

I served this over some basmati rice. I decided the kids need more carbs, and I'm told rice is the least offensive (when bought organic). So they were over-joyed to see rice in their bowls. (I did not have rice. Neither did Tom.)

So the salmon patties turned into "rice topped with mush" bowls. Regina and Veronica enjoyed it. Amy did not, but ate it anyway. And Elizabeth (who has been super clingy and whiny for the last two days) took one bite, and then spit it out at me.

Sometimes cooking is annoying.

Tom and I really did not want mush bowls, so he went to the grocery store and bought some needed ingredients for cauliflower pizza.  This was much better than the kids' dinner. Thankfully.

Now, I want some chocolate.

Not a Fun Day

Today is Ash Wednesday.  This marks the beginning of the Lenten season.  Today is what is called a "fasting day" which means I can only eat three times: One normal meal, and two mini-meals (when combined cannot equal the size of the normal meal).  And NO meat. 


I'm about to die, I think. I know the whole point of the fasting is to suffer, so it doesn't help to complain, but I'm still about to die. 


For breakfast I had two eggs with butter.  

For lunch I had a banana and two slices of cheese. (Normally, I try to stay away from fruit, but I was severely limited in what I could have today).

 And for dinner I had tilapia with brussel sprouts.


Not. Enough. Food. 


And I majorly dislike seafood. Of any kind. 


I've had a headache all day, and been pretty tired... course, that could have to do with the fact that I walked 2 miles today, and had to do an hour of "core strengthening" at the gym. 

I'm pretty sure I won't be able to walk tomorrow. 

The kids had a really light lunch since I couldn't think of what to give them. They had some grapes, some bell peppers and a ... larabar.  Yup, they were starving by the time school was out. 

I picked up some frozen tilapia (yeah, I know, but we don't have fresh here in Kansas) from the grocery store, thawed it, put it in a casserole dish, topped it with lemon, capers, and a stick of butter, and baked at 375 for 15 minutes. 

I've never made fish. Ever. So I was really scared to see what would happen. Thankfully, it turned out okay. The flavors worked together well. It was still too fishy for my liking, but less offensive than other fishes I've had.  Regina and Tom really liked it. The baby wouldn't touch it. And the other two said they liked it, but then wouldn't eat it.  Meh. 

Earlier today I was so hungry I thought "I think even eating butter straight would be delicious." No lie. 

Lent is not for wimps.  I might want to be a wimp then....