Some weeks, knowing that I ought to make healthy food choices most of the time makes me mad. I want to order pizza, subs, Chinese, and barbecue night after night without feeling physically sick from the food, guilty about my choices, or that I’m a bad mom. No, I don’t want a nice salad, not even if you make it for me and put chickpeas on top. I am aware that I feel this way more often when I am busier than usual, and grocery shopping and cooking feel like to-do items that can be put off for another day. Last night, I grumpily ate veggie burgers and leftover chopped salad for dinner. I was still mad about it when I went to bed, though I wasn’t hungry. That’s where I’m at this week. And no, I still haven’t gone shopping…
I did make one stop at Mrs. Green’s today to pick up ground beef for dinner. I quickly made a pot of meatballs in marinara sauce, and served them with whole wheat spaghetti, plus a salad made with radishes and lettuce from my dad’s garden, and some grape tomatoes. Slices of leftover watermelon were finished for dessert. The comfort food appeal of this meal was satisfying, and really it was pretty healthy overall. Still, I felt like I was getting away with something by making beef meatballs instead of turkey. And I’m a little less mad because of it.
Tuesday: Spaghetti & meatballs, garden salad
Wednesday: Pasta with sauteed vegetables (cleaning out the fridge)
Thursday: Grilled chicken with tacos, shredded lettuce and chopped tomatoes, black beans
Friday: Roasted chicken, Mujadarra (Lentils & Rice with Caramelized Onions), steamed green beans, challah
Saturday: Eat out
For more menu planning ideas, check out Laura at Organizing Junkie.