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Easter

Well, Easter brought some lessons.  I've not had my official weigh-in for the week, but, I put some back on.  Lesson learned - every bite counts.  Every one.  Don't lie to yourself with the one bite won't hurt B.S., especially if you lack control.  If bite one doesn't hurt, bites four and five certainly will.  It's ok, I won't give up, I won't be discouraged.  It was a lesson.

The next two weeks are going to be difficult with the tax deadline approaching.  I may not make it to work out as much as I'd like with working late, but I can control what I put in my body.  So, strict diet will be the number one goal as we head to the end of busy season.

They're bringing in Chick-fil-a biscuits Thursday.  They're trying to kill me.  I will not eat one.

Another good recipe below.

Pasta, Sausage & Bean Soup

Ingredients:
1/3 tbsp(s) oil - olive
1 oz sausage - Italian
1/3 onion(s) - medium
1/2 carrots - large
1 1/4 celery stalk(s)
3/4 garlic clove(s)
1/4 tsp(s) basil
1/4 tsp(s) rosemary
1/8 tsp(s) pepper - red (flakes)
10 oz broth / stock - chicken (reduced sodium)
3 oz tomatoes - diced with juice
3 oz beans - kidney (cooked)
1 oz macaroni - whole wheat (dry)

 
Let me just add that up for you.  That's a lot of food.  Like between three and four cups.  Gracious.  I quatroupled most amounts, some I went x5.  I ended up with 5 servings. I fixed my lunch for the today and tomorrow out of it and froze the rest by serving size.
 
This one's fairly simply.  Cook it all.  Next time I'll do the sausage, celery, garlic, onions, and carrotts in the skillet for a few minutes and then put it all in the crock-pot for about six hours.
 
What wasn't simple was trying to cook this and last night/tonight's dinner at the same time with Matt and Cohen home and the opening day game of the Braves on the TV.  Whilst reading back and forth between two recipes I swore it said 3oz of macaroni.  So, I used whole 14 oz. box.  WRONG.  No wonder it looked like enough to feed 3 people 5 times.  I figured this out right before eating my lunch.  I knew there was no way I could eat all of that!  I just ate around the excess noodles.
 
Dinner tomorrow night is chicken pasta salad.  YUM!

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