The weekend was interesting. Before leaving for my disc golf tournament, I poured another bowl of cereal and was about to put milk in it when I decided to look at the box again. It was rice cereal from Trader Joe’s. But it never occurred to me to actually LOOK if it was GF. Turns out, no, it wasn’t, and it didn’t pretend to be. It’s not like it said it was. I just made an assumption. So now I think I’ve slipped up 4 times (I had that cereal twice last week). Ash’s mom had the idea of “rating” how bad the slip-ups are. 1 being it was a sneaky ingredient I didn’t know contained gluten, 10 being me saying “screw it, I’m getting Taco Bell and having a Dewtini.” This one is a 4. It wasn’t deliberate (which is around 5 or 6 or higher), but it was stupid. I just didn’t even look.

Anyway, the actual weekend came and went with good and bad news. The good news is I was totally GFCF. The bad news – I didn’t eat a whole lot. For breakfast each day, I had 2 bananas. During each round, I had 2 GF bars, and at lunch I had parts of a large salad that I’d made. I didn’t really eat dinner on Saturday night, instead snacking on the deceptively tasty 180 Snacks Almond Pops with Blueberries. I had 2/3 of the 17 oz bag. They are good, but probably not what I should be eating for an entire meal.

When I got home on Sunday, there was no dinner, so I got more Qdoba, this time opting for the safe pulled pork.

Today, I ate an omelet that was almost made correctly, and then for lunch I finished the salad and tried reheating the quinoa meal from last week. It just isn’t reheating well. I’m feeling very frustrated with lunch. It’s rarely something I’m loving. Mostly, I’m tolerating it.

Ash gets home so late each day that we really don’t have time for dinner. I’m not sure how long we’ll be able to keep this up and keep our sanity. As it is, this blog post has taken me almost the entire day because of how busy work has been. I’ve been writing a sentence here, a sentence there… and when I get off at 4, I usually have to go get the kids right away. Methinks we might be eating out more often than we’d like.

On the bright side, I am not feeling quite as sluggish as I had before. I attribute that to the caffeine as much as anything, but that’s something. I’m not sure if it’s a psychosomatic reaction (or anti-psychosomatic) – I WANT this experiment to make me feel better, so I’m manufacturing feeling better as a result. Either way, every little positive I can walk away with is great.

Plus, the support (and recipes) I’m receiving are SO appreciated. Keep it coming! I’m compiling an e-index of recipes, as well as an actual hard copy. I know I’m not the first one going through this. I just like to bitch about it like I am.

Slip-ups: Unintentional – 4