I made myself spinach stuffed mushrooms and chicken for dinner, despite my realization once I started cooking that there is no olive oil in the house. I think they might have not been as bland if I didn't have to use some weird blend of olive oil spread and canola oil to saute with. I am, however, stuffed, so I guess my dinner did its job. Mikey usually does the cooking, so I'm considering this some kind of new adventure. Maybe the two weeks will fly by because 1) I have to cook for myself and 2) I will become so intent on losing weight that this will become some sort of grand game.
Of course, I have a feeling I need to avoid Low-Cost Bar for at least 2 weeks. I also need to figure out when I'm going to go to the damn gym.