home eats

His: a quick jambalaya made with whole grain rice 🍚, garlic, tomato purée, paprika, peas, sweetcorn, onion, carrot 🥕, mixed pulses and local butcher’s sausages

I call this ‘jambalaya’ mainly because I usually throw in some prawns as well, but this time I forgot! 🙄 It’s one of those great recipes where you can throw in whatever leftovers you have in the fridge- chicken and white fish have also made their way in upon occasion and also work great.

If ever there was a day where I consumed an exorbitant amount of food without feeling like a stuffed sausage it is today.

I had a huge breakfast. A moderate lunch. And a massive dinner.
Let’s review:
Breakfast- 2 eggs with loads of veggies, shredded cheese, and 2 tortillas
Lunch- chickpea salad (chickpeas, celery, peperoncini, onion, mayo, mustard, paprika), lettuce, sliced goat cheese, in a spinach wrap
Dinner- 2 tortillas, portobello, bell pepper, and onion fajitas with refried black beans, cilantro lime rice, lettuce, sour cream, guacamole, shredded cheese, and taco sauce. (On top of stuffing two tortillas with all that, I made a small plate of all of that, then I made another small plate)
3 shots lol
Snacks- Preworkout, aminos, Arbonne digestion packet and fizz stick, Kevita probiotic drink

So. Much. Food. And yet, I’m comfortably full. Wut. Please someone explain this to me.

According to my Polar Watch: I’m at 102% for my activity today, 2200 calories burned, 490 of which were my 90min leg workout, and just over 5000 steps.


Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.