06.17 to 06.19 - Damn the Chicken Wings

I have no idea what I was thinking when I bought a bucket of chicken wings. There were like 50 pieces in there to begin with. And, today, there are still about 20. While a bucket of chicken might normally have been an economical and delicious way to provide dinner for myself for the week, I haven't gotten home till pretty late the last few days so there hasn't been any time for me to eat them. :\

Because I absolutely hate to waste food (and cooked food can only stay good in a refrigerator for a short amount of time), I've had to find other times to eat the wings. *sigh* My low point was yesterday morning, right before I needed to get to work. I shook 7 or 8 pieces out of the bucket onto my plate and heated them in the microwave. Then I proceeded to stand at the kitchen counter, eating the chicken as quickly as possible since I was already running a bit late. I thought chicken wings for breakfast would be some sort of treat-- but, honestly, it was a struggle to get the last three pieces down.

*sigh* I really need to stop listening to my stomach-- especially when it comes up with genius ideas like buying whole buckets of chicken for myself alone. *shaking my head* Stupid stupid . . .



FATTIE RATING: 4.5