I woke up the morning after Thanksgiving like I imagine a runner feels the morning after a race: like I got hit by a truck. A whole week of groceries, prep, planning culminating in an evening with loved ones and good food. It was EXHAUSTING and I was happy to do it. But even after the last doggy …
Anyone else find themselves questioning their life choices? First world problems, right? I’ve got a roof over my head, food to eat, a wonderful family - so much to be grateful for. But I’m feeling sorry for myself because I haven’t “made it” yet or didn’t pursue one of the more conventional paths of …
I have been using a dastardly amount of heavy cream in everything. Coffee - splash of cream. Pie - whipped cream. Fruit - sweetened AND whipped cream. Pasta - cup o’ cream.
I have a officially regressed from my diet of quinoa salads, eggs, oatmeal, and fruits/veggies. Size 2 - it was nice knowing …
