I went grocery shopping last night hungry. Very hungry. It was...bad.
My hunger was compounded by having just worked out. My lack of self control was compounded by the snow. It's some sort of New England thing -- it snows, so you stock up on staples and you fill a pantry with dry goods and you prepare to batten down the hatches. I mean, there isn't that much snow yet -- but this same knee-jerk preparation is what got me through last year's snowpocalypse. (I sat inside and worked at my kitchen table and cooked chicken parmesan and chili for the week of epic snow.)
Maybe it's enough to say I was NOT capable of keeping to my grocery list. Or maybe you all need to see pictures. This is what I bought:
This is what I didn't need:
This is what I did need, the purchases for which I went shopping in the first place:
And this is, by NO MEANS, the most lopsided this ratio has ever been. I have been way more out of control in the past. This is just the most recent...incident.
This is what I did need, the purchases for which I went shopping in the first place:
And this is, by NO MEANS, the most lopsided this ratio has ever been. I have been way more out of control in the past. This is just the most recent...incident.