Flying Food and Burnt Chili

Nothing like a four-year-old to help you with your diet. I'm in Target picking up some Lean Cuisines, toothpaste, etc. with my four-year-old when suddenly it all turned violent. He climbed out of the cart seat, while buckled into the cart. . . you know, the one they tell you not to put your children in. That's when he started pitching the Lean Cuisines at me. I could barely dodge them. Maybe he was trying to tell me not to eat them. Maybe he was trying to tell me not to eat anymore!

Of course, there was also the major workout that I got while trying to keep him under control. I know people must have been horrified, but you'd think a few people could have helped by picking up the food instead of walking around it. I think just one person actually lended a hand. Amazing how people are unwilling to lend a helping hand. The cashier even had the nerve to ask me if I wanted to save ten percent by opening a Target credit card. Was she kidding? This was while I was being slapped in the face by my son. I know they're supposed to ask, but couldn't this have been an exception? Clearly I was not going to take the time to fill out an application.

One way to save money on groceries, I guess. Not worth the stress though.

Here's another way to cut down on what you're eating. Burn it! Yup. I made some black bean and sweet potato chili, but I cooked it in my Mario Batolli risotto pan, which I paid way too much for and I really don't like. Everything cooks on in it. So, I got a little too into catching up on episodes of Desperate Housewives and by the time I went back to check the chili, it had burned on. I still ate some, but it had a burnt taste. Just not my day today. I tried to cheer myself up by eating a Reece's Peanut butter Cup. I didn't feel better, I felt fat. I think it's time to go to bed. Maybe it was the time change that screwed everything up today. Well, good night.