143.0…I Admit It. I Have A Problem.
Last night started the way every night should start.
With a glass of wine….which I enjoyed while cooking a new recipe for dinner.
It consisted of rice, chicken, black beans, corn, shredded cheddar cheese, diced chilies, salsa and sour cream all mixed together and baked.
I added some green onions for color. And….well…it was just ok. Not special enough to share with my trusting readers. I try not to disappoint. That being said, I froze the leftovers and think they’d be a lot better as burrito filling so that’s what I’ll be doing with it when we eat it again.
This morning I had toast with peanut butter and strawberries. I bought this buttermilk bread from Target and I really liked it!
I took the kids to school and went to Cardio Muscle class. The Friday instructor really has been kicking our butts lately and I love it. Yesterday, I mentioned that I’m having surgery on Tuesday. I won’t be able to work out for awhile so I’m trying to fit as much exercise in as I can!
After my workout, I got my nails done. Then I went to the Subway by the kids’ school for lunch. When I asked them for the buffalo hot sauce on my roasted chicken sandwich, they said they didn’t have any. SAY WHAT!?!
People: I have a problem. You might think it’s an excessive wine drinking or hot wing eating problem. And you would be right. But I have an even bigger problem. I’m addicted to hot sauce.
At first, I didn’t know what to do about the lack of hot sauce situation. Then I remembered I have a tiny bottle of Cholula in my car.
Problem solved. I ate it in the car so I could eat it with my hot sauce.
This first step in an addiction is admitting you have a problem.
What are you “addicted” to?