Day 159 Fudgecicles or Sprinkles

It was a good thing I had a hearty breakfast because today was a day for nerves of steel. I started out with eggs with spinach and some fried taters, which got me through to lunch, where a kind co-worker, shared her bounty of white chicken less chili. The chili was damn good, so good, I have to say it again, damn good. I'm going to make said chili at some point in the future, when all of this audit business is behind us. For dinner, I made some lovely cheese enchiladas and Spanish rice, OK I didn't "make" the Spanish rice, it was an already made grocery store item, but it was delicious none the less. It tuns out, I really had no need for the nerves of steel, I fortified myself with this morning, because the families, we work with had nothing but kind words to say to our auditors, they were wonderful and now I can safely put this part behind me. Tomorrow, they examine our files, not too worried though, we've all worked really hard to make them spectacular, and afterward, I plan on having ice cream to celebrate either way. Ice cream from the grocery of course, but ice cream none the less. Depending on how our outlook is at the end of the day, I may add sprinkles or we could go in the opposite direction, if we lose our funding, I'll buy a dollar box of fudgecicles and start looking for another job. Here's hoping for the sprinkles.
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Day 24 You're Not the Boss Of Me, McClown!

Today, I would like nothing more, than to plant my face in a McFlurry and let the candy toppings rain down upon my head but I am strong and I will not fail on this, my 24th day. Today, life was a little out of my control, I could not negotiate the cost of the new starter for my car, I had absolutely no input in the temperature outside, and I did NOT plan the headache fun fair in my skull, but I was in control of one thing. I decided what to put into my body, despite my ice cream cravings and onion ring dreams. I know that no matter what goes on around me, I always have the choice to make a good decision for myself. I know that Ronald McDonald is not going to push my wheel chair, if I over do it on the sugar and lose a leg to Diabetes and the CEO of Coca-Cola is not going to buy me a new fatter pair of jeans. I am the only person responsible for my health and well being and as much as I would like to blame it on Ben and Jerry, it's just not up to them. 
On to other things, this morning, I ate the fruit, a banana, no drama to report except, I am on the look out for a new blender, as my old one sprang a leak and I much prefer fruit in frosty frozen juice form. Tonight was a Greek yogurt and left over squash night, maybe tomorrow will be a tad more exciting, not every night can be a recipe worthy of a Rachel Ray episode.
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