In an effort to lose the spare baby tire around my waist, I am (slightly) altering what I eat.
Plus I'm trying out new dishes for dinner in an attempt to expand my family's taste buds.
Sometimes this is fun, other times this is sucky.
Take tonight for example, I picked up some turkey burger patties thinking that it would be something new to try and it would be healthy for us.
I grilled them up, slapped on the cheese (I'm sorry, I just can't eat a burger without cheese) and placed them on the table.
Sure, they were okay. Nothing too spectacular but when my husband started questioning how healthy turkey is for you I got out a package of ground beef to compare it to.
And that's when I realized I was duped.
The turkey had 600mg of sodium per serving compared to the 75mg of sodium the 93/7 ground beef had.
I felt like such an idiot.
Here I was trying to make my family a healthy alternative and I was shoving their weekly intact of salt down their throats.
There's a lesson here.
Read the labels before you preach to your husband that what you're forcing him to eat is good for his heart.