And, the train derailed.

by Amy Carroll March 05, 2017

And, the train derailed.

Happy Sunday! Sorry I was m.i.a. yesterday. That will happen over the course of the month. But, this weekend is the 6th anniversary for my hubs and I. Well, this go 'round, at least. See, he was my high school/college sweetheart for 4-5 years way back in the day. We went our separate ways for 12 or so years, and now we're blissfully back where we belong. <3

Anyhow, when we woke up yesterday, I made us a super quick & easy paleo breakfast of scrambled eggs and bacon. Nothing fancy, but it most definitely hit the spot! We were just lounging about not doing much. It was cool and rainy here, so there wasn't much to do. After lazing about for a couple hours, I decided, on a whim, that we should go on a date night to a charming little town about an hour away. Sounds nice, right? Innocent enough.

Oh, no, no. It turned into really bad news for my attempt at healthy eating. One of Aaron's favorite foods is sushi. So, yeah... there's that. But, what really pushed it over the edge was that I decided we should also plan to go to “Painting With A Twist.” Have y'all ever done that? This was going to be our first time, so we weren't sure what to expect. I'm sure you're all familiar with the premise. Basically, you go to this art studio, and an instructor walks you through painting a predetermined picture. Annnd, it's BYOB.

Well, Aaron wasn't exactly thrilled at the thought of this whole painting thing, but he's down for whatever. He's a good sport. But, because he didn't know what to expect, I'm quite sure he decided he was not going to run the risk of running out of beer in case it was just a terrible experience. So, now it's sushi and beer.

After sushi (which, we don't need to go into detail there – ha!), we walked next door to “Painting With A Twist.” Of course, Aaron hesitantly followed me in with his enormous camo soft bag cooler full of beer. (Y'all, I didn't want to be seen with him and that damn bag. But, whatever.) The instructor greeted us and says, “oh, you must be Amy and Aaron.” I immediately knew what that meant. It meant it was a dead giveaway that we are Amy and Aaron because there are no other men enrolled in the class. Whoops. He looked at me sideways. We settled into our seats, and, as you can imagine, he wasted no time crackin' open a beer. You can see the enthusiasm all over his face.

Once we got started, though, he love, love, loved it! I mean, check it out... all we had to do was paint the background (and let him get a beer in him), and his whole demeanor changed. It really was such a good time. Because I had to drive us a couple blocks back to our hotel, I only had a couple beers over the course of the 3 hours we spent there. That doesn't sound too bad, right? Ummm... just wait. It gets worse. (And, he doesn't smile like that normally. He does that to irritate me. I think he's really trying to dissuade me from documenting every single thing we do.)

We got back to the hotel around 10pm and decided to have a drink at the bar before we went to bed. Nope. One drink and then bed turned into staying up 'til 4:30am with the new best friends we made at the bar. :o How'd that happen, you might ask. Well, we were just chatting with the girl tending bar, and somehow Pluto no longer being a planet came up. Y'all, I can't get behind that. Sorry, Pluto will always be a planet in my heart and mind. As I was vocalizing my support for Pluto, a couple walked up and immediately chimes in very strongly affirming everything I'm saying. Who knew Pluto could incite so much passion?

So, we just got to talking with them, and we really hit it off. They were there for their 21st anniversary (or something around there), as well. They were high school sweethearts, as well. And, bam! All the sudden it was 4:30am, and I'm not quite sure how many drinks I had. I'm way too old for this crap. I need my sleep. My body is reminding me of that today.

All of that to say, my Saturday started out great with my paleo breakfast, but, by 4:30am... well... absolute derailment to put it mildly. I'm regrouping, though.

Moving on.

Okay, so, Aaron has expressed to me, as well, that he'd like to eat healthier. He says that he never has any energy, and he just feels blah. He leaves for work before I even wake up, and, ladies, I love my husband, but I am not getting up that early to cook breakfast. Not happening. (See a couple paragraphs up where I said I need my sleep.) We really got to talking, and, come to find out, he has been getting a Dr. Pepper and KING SIZE Reese's Peanut Butter Cups every morning. Whaaaaaat???? I could not believe it. Seriously.

While he is perfectly capable of making better choices, I just feel that, as a wife, if he expresses a desire to me to get healthier, I should help facilitate that. So, we're starting with breakfast. Though there is no way in hell I'll get up to cook in the morning, I can cook a good, healthy, hearty breakfast on a Sunday evening to last most of the following week. Frittatas have saved my life. It's my go to, super easy way to solve the breakfast conundrum. I whip up a Frittata, cut it into 8 portions, put each portion in a ziplock bag, and put them right in the fridge. Of course, because he's a guy, I have to put them at his eye level directly in front of his face or he won't be able to find them, but that's neither here nor there.

Anyway, every morning, he grabs one on the way out the door as do I. Breakfast for 2 people for 4 days done on a Sunday evening. Heck yes. No more Dr. Pepper and king size Reese's for him, and no more skipping breakfast for me. Win – win.  


  • 1 package Pederson's Natural Farms No Sugar Spicy Breakfast Sausage
  • 1 sweet potato, peeled and cubed (small cubes)
  • 1 cup salsa (check ingredients for sugar)
  • 2 handfuls fresh spinach
  • 12 eggs
  1. Preheat oven to 400° F.
  2. In a skillet over medium heat, add the breakfast sausage and break it up into "crumbles."
  3. Immediately add the cubed sweet potatoes. Cook, stirring occasionally, until the sausage is done.
  4. In the meantime, crack 12 eggs into a bowl, and beat the eggs with a fork.
  5. Stir the salsa into the potato and sausage mixture, and add 2 large handfuls of fresh spinach. Continue stirring until spinach starts to wilt. Remove from heat.
  6. Pour sausage, sweet potato, salsa, & spinach mixture into the bottom of a greased 9"x13" baking dish, and distribute evenly.
  7. Poor egg mixture over the top. 
  8. Cover with foil, and bake for 10 minutes in the preheated oven.
  9. After 10 minutes, remove the foil, and bake another 10 minutes.
  10. Remove and let cool.
  11. Cut into 8 equal portions, put them in a baggy or container, and enjoy a healthy breakfast for most of the week! 


  • You can kind of jiggle the pan a little to make sure your eggs are cooked through. If it still jiggles, put it back in the oven for a few.
  • If you don't like spinach, leave it out. Throw in some broccoli, mushrooms, or peppers instead. Heck, think of it like an omelet. Put whatever the heck you like in there.

Amy Carroll
Amy Carroll


Hey there! I'm Amy, and I'm here to share my attempt at healthy eating with you during the month of March. Now, if you came here thinking you were going to read the tales of a Whole30, Crossfit rockstar, you are sorely mistaken. I'm not even Paleo. Or Keto. And, I don't even work out... like... ever. I eat dairy. I'm just looking to find a healthier me by finding healthy alternatives to my everyday struggles.

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