Throw two working parents into the mix who are incredibly sleep deprived and it's not a very good recipe.
You know what else isn't a good recipe? Last night's food. For.Real. WTF was I thinking??
Once every two weeks or so, I head to Costco to buy Kosher chicken and a large salmon fillet. Then I cut up the salmon, pour on some kind of concoction to make it taste yummy and then throw it in the freezer. I usually divvy up the chicken and marinate it, as well. Then I stick that in the freezer, too. It gives me enough food for two weeks.
Apparently I was a little too exhausted last time I prepared the salmon because all four pieces tasted horrific over the last two weeks. To add insult to injury, I made baked potatoes and roasted squash - both of which smelled gross. I couldn't eat it.
So we ordered pizza.
Not so heart healthy.
I started keeping track of my diet and I noticed that there's little correlation between the amount of sodium I consume and my blood pressure. So, I don't think my high blood pressure is due to weight or diet. Which means it's either hereditary or it's something medical.
Yippie. I'm fucked.
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