Dino Buddies Anyone?

(Also known as :

Tuna, Why do I always forget you? -or-

Why Mothers Get Fat -or-

Most Massive Picture Post in the History of Blogdom)

Over the weekend I woke up and realized I was just eating too much and lots of the wrong food, (plus a lot of the right foods). It's not like I binged or even had a big "weak" moment. I just started to notice how much I was pick pick picking...at EVERYTHING. So for my own amusement, as previously metioned, I thought I'd just keep the camera handy and take a picture whenever I had the urge to just "pop" something in my mouth. Whether planned and at mealtime, or cleaning up the food off of the baby's high chair: *click!*

(Warning: Blogger is being flaky, perhaps due to my photo overload. Some pictures may not show up)

Ready, Set, Breakfasttime!
(I didn't get a picture of the Organic Raisin Bran I had for breakfast)
Here's the only thing I actually ate when I got home from the gym: (ahem. Not the baby)
But these things were tempting:
Hello graham crackers...sitting out of the cupboard...AND package.

Open containers, we won't even go there.

I was just about to pop that handful of raisins back before I grabbed the camera. Now I know, they're just raisins. But it adds up people!
And now on to Lunchtime. Absolutely the hardest time for me. It is impossible to make myself a healthy lunch amidst trying to feed the 3 little buggers (ages 5 , 3, and 1) It is also very RARE that I eat before they do. Which I think would be ideal considering it might cut back my appetite; instead I stand semi-hungry over this:
And am constantly running into little bits of things that seem to be magnetized to my tongue. I mean really, how else am I supposed to explain wanting to EAT any of this?
More little bits. Peach skins:

And here's the rest of a string cheese stick I broke into little bits for the youngling. How hard should it be to throw a two inch piece of cheese in the trash. Very hard apparently.

Ah, leftover kid-chewed Dino Buddies, my faaaaavorite!
Ooooh, This one was hard. This little eentsy bit of english muffin (for the youngling) broke off when I was getting it out of the toaster.
Did eat any of it? Not today my friend. Here is a picture of my REAL lunch after the kidlets are settled and noshing away. It's english muffin topped with hummus and sliced tomato. It was deelish. (And no it's not a whole wheat one, ours here are Gross and actually contain more calories. I don't care if it's healthier, I'm not spending extra calories on whole wheat anything)
With lunch over, the rest of the day went OK. I had some close calls with some Ritz, a misplaced (and thankfully) frozen brownie in the freezer, some bread the youngling was snacking on, and of course the graham crackers. How many times do I have to put those things away??




Here's my afternoon meal, Tuna n'tomato toast on whole wheat bread. I heart tuna! And I always forget about it. Protein, low calories, tasty.
Tuna, forgive me.
And yes I actually ate raw broccoli. Don't panic, there's a bowl of ranch you can't see in this picture. (yesss, low-cal) The fiber one bar I had around 4:30 and my din-din: Spaghetti, meatballs and peas.

Wow. Did you actually get all the way through that? So this was an eye opener for me. I just didn't realize how MUCH I had been nickel and diming my calories away.

I almost forgot, I don't think I would've made it through some of those rough spots (like making dinner) without my trusty repellent, Extra Polar Ice Gum.

So there you go! Are you appalled? Do you relate? Are you a food diary nazi? If not, how do check yourself?