(Calm down, the kitty's just a filler pic ... I like cats, ...I just can't eat a whole one.)
Actually, that's not true, I dislike cats intensely.
Back around Tuesday last, I had this brainstorm (it's usually partly cloudy in there, but this was an actual brainstorm).
I would photograph everything I ate, even snacks, for a week, make a collage, and then create a post about it.
Well, you can see how far I took that little project.
It's actually a pain in the butt to have to photograph everything you eat, even for a guy like me who always has his camera nearby.
So I failed miserably in this quest. What you see are a few PB&J lunches, turkey bacon and toast breakfast, a cereal breakfast I ate before photographing, a really good Cuban supper I made with my own mojoesque marinaded pork, black beans, rice, and Selmo's salad.
Over on the right is homemade Chinese stirfry with chicken, broc, bok choy, bell pep, onions and some hot and sour soup.
(Search this blog for my recipes for gumbo and Selmo's salad dressing.)
The black beans showed up again for lunch the next day with some crusty bread. Daughter Katie was home while her apartment complex does their annual cleaning/fix up so I made a huge pot of chicken and sausage gumbo, as it is her favorite. That was supper and a couple of lunches.
Not shown: some takeout BBQ chicken from FatBoy's, blackened chicken breast with salad last night, ham sandwich lunch, brownie and coffee breakfast, desert of chocolate/pecan muffin loaf with vanilla ice cream, breakfast of the same sans ice cream, a couple of whey protein shakes, a few handfuls of Cheezits (love em), same of pretzels, a hand of bananas, couple of plums, a handful of cherries.
(Ice tea is unsweetened by the way)
I do think it could be the new diet fad tho ... if people looked at what they had consumed in a week, they might change the way they eat ... or not.
Self discipline can not be imposed.
So, what about the kitten?
It showed up a few days ago, very scrawny, but tame ... a typical country road dump kitten. Bear found it by the water folly as soon as he stepped outside for his morning constitutional. He wasn't sure what to make of it, but I knew what it was ... TROUBLE!
It has spent the weekend eating dog food and chilling in the shade of the old dog house.
Tomorrow it goes to a new home.