Thursday, August 2, 2012

Every cloud...

I used to comfort eat...

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Well, it's been two weeks now. We're still alive, though I'm heartily sick of cooking, cleaning up and then starting all over again. We now face five days at this 'baseline', before we can start the challenges.

We haven't really been out lately - when we do, I have to do extra preparing, cooking and cleaning up ahead of time so we have food. Then I must hover anxiously over the kids to make sure they don't eat anything they shouldn't. Even still, at our one outing this week Justababy managed to scrounge a partial biscuit dropped by another child. I think I snatched it off her before she ingested any.

Daddy helpfully asked me what vegies we were having with dinner - The same bloody ones we have every single meal!!! I don't know if it's that I'm withdrawing from something, but I'm super grumpy all the time. It seems so unfair that I'm the one doing everything when I don't have any food problems!*

Anyway, the silver lining today was some bread** which actually didn't taste half bad. With heartfelt thanks to an "Internet Friend", from this recipe.





*It's all Daddy's fault and his dodgy genes.
**Take 6

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