Also known as the post about what the fuck am I going to do with all the food in my refridgerator?

Since Lokes and I started on our weight loss journeys, I’ve been trying to make really, REALLY low calorie meals (with low to zero refined carb) for us.

And since I’m no cook, this has boiled down, literally sometimes, to eating raw veggies and baked chicken/pork.

Every.

Single.

Day.

It’s gone to a point where I loathe making dinner because no longer can I experiment with recipes from the Net, something I’ve enjoyed doing so much that I created a blog to journal my experiences. However, at the same time, I give thanks for the fact that dinner is the only meal I have to worry about because for the rest of the day, we are content with eating cardboard and drinking coffee to keep our bodily functions afloat.

Plus I just don’t have the energy or drive to make yummy food anymore because everything I make is going to have more calories than just plain chicken and raw vegetables.

This dieting business is just so…boring.