So I was thinking that I should probably think about writing something – since it had been two weeks since my last post (forgive me, Father, for I have sinned) when I realized Holy Crap! It’s been almost a month.
Wow, time really flies when you’re miserable. And I am. Have I ever mentioned that I hate summer? Odd, I know. Everyone else looks forward to it and I seriously loathe it. Especially since Mr. Jelly Belly has gone on a Don’t-Use-The-Air-Conditioning-Unless-It’s-Over-85-Degrees rampage. If it’s 72 degrees or higher, I start to look like this:
And not just the melting part. Whoo boy…cranky!
Thanks to all of you who checked in on me. Yes, I am still alive – but I’m sure there are many around me who wish I wasn’t. (Did I mention cranky??)
The week I was Home Alone was wonderful. The eating was good, the exercising was good and, one day, I even took off work and did nothing but lay around all day in the banned air conditioning, reading and napping. And napping. And napping. It was heaven. Then Mr. Jelly Belly came home and I went right back to being a sweaty slug.
I’ve got so many things to talk about, but they are not all food and health-related. I hope that’s okay because I’ve grown weary of my food obsession. Sometimes doing research makes this blog feel like a job. And I don’t want that. Plus, how much is there really to say? Vegetables: good. Sugar: bad. And variations on that theme.
However, that being said, Mr. Jelly Belly did grow me some squash – butternut, spaghetti and acorn. And, as they are piling up on my countertop, I realized I have absolutely no idea what to do with them. So you might get a couple of squash posts. Exciting, no? Spaghetti squash sounds fun. I’m looking forward to trying it. Any suggestions?
So see you in a couple of days. And that’s Real Time…not Mrs. Jelly Belly’s Wish-I-Could-Be-In-An-Air-Conditioned-Coma-For-Three-Months time.
Wow, time really flies when you’re miserable. And I am. Have I ever mentioned that I hate summer? Odd, I know. Everyone else looks forward to it and I seriously loathe it. Especially since Mr. Jelly Belly has gone on a Don’t-Use-The-Air-Conditioning-Unless-It’s-Over-85-Degrees rampage. If it’s 72 degrees or higher, I start to look like this:
And not just the melting part. Whoo boy…cranky!
Thanks to all of you who checked in on me. Yes, I am still alive – but I’m sure there are many around me who wish I wasn’t. (Did I mention cranky??)
The week I was Home Alone was wonderful. The eating was good, the exercising was good and, one day, I even took off work and did nothing but lay around all day in the banned air conditioning, reading and napping. And napping. And napping. It was heaven. Then Mr. Jelly Belly came home and I went right back to being a sweaty slug.
I’ve got so many things to talk about, but they are not all food and health-related. I hope that’s okay because I’ve grown weary of my food obsession. Sometimes doing research makes this blog feel like a job. And I don’t want that. Plus, how much is there really to say? Vegetables: good. Sugar: bad. And variations on that theme.
However, that being said, Mr. Jelly Belly did grow me some squash – butternut, spaghetti and acorn. And, as they are piling up on my countertop, I realized I have absolutely no idea what to do with them. So you might get a couple of squash posts. Exciting, no? Spaghetti squash sounds fun. I’m looking forward to trying it. Any suggestions?
So see you in a couple of days. And that’s Real Time…not Mrs. Jelly Belly’s Wish-I-Could-Be-In-An-Air-Conditioned-Coma-For-Three-Months time.