1. I’ve decided heartburn must be Mother Nature’s method of getting me to drink more milk. Since Friday, I’ve started wondering if it would be cheaper to just buy a cow.
2. The appetite has seriously picked up. That’s good and bad. Good because, up to this point I haven’t put on a single pound and I was just on the verge of getting a little concerned. Bad because, well, see number one. I am trying to uphold a modicum of table manner standards, but I don’t recommend getting between me and my food these days. It isn’t pretty. I look like Cookie Monster when he loses control!
Ok, that’s all I’ve got. Now that I’ve scarfed down a lunch of cold leftover tuna noodle casserole straight from the pan while standing at the counter, I’d better go fix a glass of milk. And ask Shannon to stop for ice cream on the way home ’cause I bought strawberries today. 😉 We might need some cookies too. Ginger snaps sound good…
(How slow am I? It never occurred to me that C. M. was the source of “Om nom nom”. )