Winner, winner (free) chicken dinner!

I've really enjoyed sharing my eats for the day with you guys. I hope you enjoyed it as well. I popped onto the sites of my fellow bloggers and it really is interesting to see what other folks are eating. Even I have my fair share of food neuroses so seeing that we are all different is just as helpful to me as it is to you!

So let's bring this puppy on home!

Where we last left off I'd had my 2nd Click drink for the day. Around 5:30 I went to pick up the divas who reminded me that today was not only Cinqo de Mayo (and food blogging day and my late Pop-Pop's birthday), but it was also Thursday.

This revelation doesn't mean much unless you, like we, are obsessed with a little fast food joint known as Chick-Fil-A. Starting last week and through May if you go to Chick-Fil-A on Thursdays and say to them, "I can take the heat," they will give you a free spicy chicken entree. This promotion has our name ALL over it. If you read this blog at all, you know we are spicy loving mommies.

Not the sexiest dinner but it works

Last week the divas got the free sandwiches (it is one per person, not per order. Way cool CFA!) and I got a Southwest Chargilled Salad (as per usual). We have a system. I eat about half the salad (all the chicken), they eat their sandwiches and I split the remainder of the salad between the two of them. Perfection!

Except tonight the little diva wanted Chick'n Strips and my cheap lil heart could not let go of the opportunity for free food so...I got a spicy chicken sandwich, ditched the bun, put half a packet of low-fat mayo on it and went to TOWN!



I should say that me and fried foods are not friends. This sandwich is no exception. I don't claim to always make the smartest decisions. It didn't make me sick but I felt gross for a good while after I ate it. In my estimation, some things are worth this feeling. This sandwich is one of them.



After that we went to the mega Wal-Mart for camping supplies for this weekend's Girl Scout camping trip and I picked up a Coke Zero. Many of you ask about soda after WLS. I can count on one hand how many sodas I've had since surgery three years ago and here's why. See the amount in that bottle? It took me TWO HOURS to drink that much of it. It's sort of futile. The gas fills my pouch, the acid burns my throat and I find I am getting nowhere fast.

But when you want a soda, you want a soda. And I don't believe in denying myself anything at this point. I'm done losing weight. A soda every now and again won't kill me.

And with that you can stick a fork in me...I'm done...

I haven't figured up my calories for the day but my head tally (which is scary accurate) says I'm at about 1,200 calories or so. Under budget. Hrm. I don't feel very inclined to do anything about that. Instead, I think I'll go to bed.

G'night!

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