Friday, August 12, 2011

Peanut butter rules

So, today is payday (thank you begeesus!) and for the last few days we've had very little food in the house. Now, I'm pretty good at finding something to throw together, but this morning I think I hit a new low. My breakfast was a hot dog bun toasted with peanut butter and honey on top, and a handful of raisins. I didn't take a picture. You're welcome.

For dinner on Wednesday I had a can of green beans and couscous. And, because I've really been big on having something sweet after meals, my desserts the last two nights have been a spoonful (or two or three) of peanut butter with chocolate chips.

Heaven on a spoon!

I was starving when I got to work this morning. I tried to stop at Harris Teeter on my way in to get food for the day, but they were closed for floor refinishing. For crying out loud!!

I normally steer clear of the vending machine, but I couldn't take it anymore. I bought a Pop Tart. Yes, they taste just as dry and horrible as they did when I was a kid. But at least my stomach didn't feel like it was going to implode. About an hour later, an email came through that said one of the classes in our building had leftover breakfast for whoever wanted it. Heck yeah! What was it composed of? Grits, some kind of bread with cranberries in it, and an egg casserole thing. Finally I think I'll be good til lunch, where again I have no idea what I'll eat.

I have serious anxiety when I don't know what my next meal will be, especially when I don't have any snacks lined up. Since I'm basically hungry all the time, I snack a lot. I'm sure people at work think I'm weird, but that's ok.

Last night I finally broke down and decided to snatch up a piece of my own merchandise.

I'd been eyeing up this gem since I made it. I'm wearing it to work today. It makes me feel...raawr ;-)

Do you get anxious when you don't know what your next meal (or snack) will be?

Like me, would you eat peanut butter like it was water if it weren't so fattening?



  1. Your breakfast sounds completely normal to me. I even give the baby hot dog bun for breakfast some times (in my defense, she doesn't know better). :)

    If my fridge gets empty, I get very fidgety. I check it constantly like something new might show up. It's silly since I'm the only one who does food procurement around here.

  2. I'm with Kara, that breakfast seems normal. Also, PB is good fat, so don't worry about it. If you eat the all natural kind (get the store brand, it's cheap), you don't even get the bad sugars and it's just as delicious.

    My fridge is usually empty every Friday or Saturday. That's when we start eating weird stuff like mac and cheese and a can of beans.

  3. Oh, the zebra one was soo cute! although I'm a little surprised that it was purple threading on the edges ;)

    Weirdest meal I ate was a can of tuna fish with a can of green beans with ranch dressing. I'm a former bachelor HAHA

  4. Andrea, there's more zebra headbands left ;-)

  5. I don't think your breakfast sounds that weird - bread is bread, regardless of shape. But if I don't know when my next meal is (generally when I'm out of town visiting someone, I would never let that go on if I'm in charge) I get serious anxiety. I like to carry granola bars, but who knows if that will be enough? I think poptarts are delicious. Kari's right that peanut butter is good fat but if I ate as much as I wanted, aka a jar per day, that may result in me not fitting in my clothes, and we all know I'm too cheap to buy new ones. My new favorite dessert is PB on banana with chocolate chips - add a glass of milk and I'm in heaven.

  6. Lol! Great post. I so know what you mean about eating down the cupboards and having to get creative.

    I hate it!! Usually happens when I blow the grocery budget too early in the month. Whoops!

  7. I'm with you on the constantly thinking about my next meal. I'm hungry ALL the time and it makes me try to eat like I won't ever get to eat again. I think being broke is making that feeling worse too.

  8. I plan my days around my meals and what I am going to eat. It might be coming close to an obsession. Plus my husband never really allows for no food in the house. He eats a lot. Even with food in the fridge, by Friday our meals get kind of lame from lack of effort.