Life has been very busy around here for the past month. 18yo son graduated from high school, 15yo son was playing high school soccer, 13yo daughter was running track, and various dance lessons - end of the school year kicks my behind! Add to it #1 son still living at home and going to college AND my 2 year old daughter. Not enough?
My PARENTS, sister, and Dh's mother all came up for graduation. Whoo-hoo. Now, most of them left the following weekend, but my mother is staying for an extra month. I adore my mother, don't get me wrong, and she's a huge help with all the kids.
My little rant? Mmm hmm, her cooking. She sits in my kitchen all day, like some short order cook, and the kids rattle off their orders. Fine, I can handle that. But she's a baker...I'm not. So now, I have caramel rolls taunting me from the kitchen. FRESH baked caramel rolls. And homemade buns. And then she saves some of the bread dough, and fries it up in the mornings for the kids! It's killing me!!
And yes, I know, it's not a DIET, you can have the foods you like just in moderation...I know all this...and I've had one caramel roll. But then you just crave more...and more... Then she's frying up bread dough "Do you want some Suzy?" And through gritted teeth I say "No thank you..."
I've been very good, not gained any weight for the past three weeks, but I haven't LOST any either! And then, we're out shopping last night, and she's buying powdered sugar donuts for the kids...cookies for the baby...tootsie rolls for herself...
No bake chocolate cookies are made EVERY DAY. Some chocolate pudding/oreo/coolwhip dessert ended up in my fridge. I love chocolate!
AARGH! I'm trying to be good. I fire up the ol' George Foreman grill, chicken breasts and veggies... salads... but TOM is right around the corner, and I can feel my willpower fading and my crabbiness growing...
And the hostess apple pie thingies are whispering to me...
Now, she knows I'm trying to lose weight...but if I hear "how many points is that?" one more time...I'm going to do the old "Three Stoogies" finger poke and say TWO!
Thanks...I feel better now...just needed to vent a little. She leaves on Thursday, and I know I'll miss her terribly.