It seems crazy to think it’s day 14. Have I really made it 14 days? On the other hand, has it really only been 14 days?
If you’ve ever seen Office Space, you’ll know what I mean when I say I had a case of the Mondays today. I walked in to work and hadn’t even had a chance to do anything but take my coat off before I was bombarded–and I mean that in the truest sense of the word. I don’t have the time to write, nor do you have the interest to read, about the trials of my day. Suffice it to say, I was glad to go home.
On the way home, however, I was overcome with the urge to have Pueblo Solis nachos for dinner. (If you live in St. Louis and haven’t been there: go! Best guacamole I have ever had. And if you’re a drinking kind of person, their margaritas are amazing as well.) For a moment or so, it didn’t matter to me that going there would blow my entire Whole 30. I just knew that I had had a long and not-necessarily-fun day, and that their nachos are some of the greatest comfort food I know (aside from my own five cheese mac and cheese). I wanted a meal I didn’t have to cook, some time in their dim lighting, and a break from dishes.
Of course, I talked myself out of it almost before I talked myself into it, but the overwhelming temptation took me by surprise. Aren’t I supposed to be past that by this point? I guess the answer is no, because while I was cooking I had the same strong urge to pour a glass of red wine. Again, it was only a half thought–fleeting, if you will–but it was there, and it bothers me that these aren’t gone by now. Doesn’t my mind know I’m not going to cheat by now? Can’t my subconscious just get on board and get through the remaining 16 days with the rest of me?
On a happier note, I have finally met the one herb I can happily spend the rest of my life with: lemon thyme. My mom gave me a few sprigs last night (among other things, she is the queen of drying herbs from her garden) to help me spice up my cooking. I put it in some salad dressing I made last night and it was good. I put it on some ground chicken I was making tonight and my life was forever changed. My hands smelled amazing, my house smelled amazing, and do I even need to tell you how that chicken tasted? I’m sitting here coming up with recipes to use more lemon thyme in. Sadly, most of them aren’t anywhere close to Whole 30 approved. Of course, by tomorrow night I will have one to share with you because I can’t possibly wait another 16 days to eat some more lemon thyme goodness. I’m thinking I may even modify this recipe to include it.