So yesterday, I forgot to eat, and it super sucked. I felt super crappy at the end of the day and then ate a TON of supper right before bed. Oprah says not to do that, but I don’t care. It was just how the evening turned out, as it does sometimes.
However, today, I was determined not to let that happen. So once Peanut was down and LD and Spoons were eating in their high chairs, I went to the fridge to find food. And I found leftovers from Mothers Day! Our supper that day was sooooo good. Noodles. Chicken alfredo. Roasted broccoli. Shrimp bruschetta. Garlic toast. It was crazy good. I pulled out noodles and bruschetta topping, and threw some butter in a pan.
And poof. Lunch was served.
Spoons kind of whined and reached for the pan, but I didn’t share.
And I ate the whole pan worth. And it was goooood!
Mmmmm. Nice memories. Yummy memories.
The day is done now. My tummy does not hurt. And tomorrow is going to be a big one! Let’s hope the Peanut lets the tired old folks sleep tonight 🤞