Post Script: Food Fancies #2

Only one fleeting craving today:

Peanut Butter Cookies

Well, actually, I was really toying with the idea of making PB cookie dough, crumbling it over several cups of raw oats, raisins (or dried cranberries), toasted coconut, chopped almonds, and chopped chocolate pieces and making it into some heavenly granola. Good idea, don't you think?

Maybe one day...

Skivvies

  

Tonight was one of those great Summer nights where we had a leisurely family dinner followed by friends stopping by to chat. Pretty soon the kids were splashing around with the backyard hose in their underwear.

I rocked in the easy chair and nursed the babe while watching the boys soak in the last sunshine rays of the day. Oh how I love these quiet and happy Summer nights!

Pretty soon, A came in to take a shower, and before I knew it he was asleep in the hallway with nothing but a damp towel on.

I truly think motherhood is happier for me with four kids. I never would have let H as a toddler fall asleep on the floor (bad parenting for sure!). But tonight it seemed like the perfect ending to a hot day.

Food Fancies a la Mode

I am horribly overweight, again. Ok, maybe not horribly. But unacceptably.

I am trying to diet...kind of. I just keep falling off the wagon...like every night.

So tonight, instead of caving into that bowl of ice cream I am starting a new series of posts--that of confessing my unrequited food cravings of the day. Maybe just saying it will be enough.

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I really wanted (but did not make [and then eat]) the following:

• Warm Berry Crostada with Ice Cream
• Peach Cobbler with Ice Cream
• Vanilla Ice Cream with a generous dollop of natural peanut butter, homemade fudge sauce a la Ashley, and a few crushed pretzels for some salty crunch
• A tube or two of Bottlecaps candies

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Are we sensing a theme here? And I don't even really like ice cream! Maybe it is just the fact that I am trying to avoid sweets this month (ha!). How do people survive without dessert, I ask you?!? The whole thing just makes me feel very very angry at the world.

Not that what I did eat was stellar. It just seems a little hard right now--trying to get everything to work correctly. Having a newborn has thrown me off my groove as far as exercising goes. And it takes considerably longer for me to weigh all of the food I make. 

Alas I guess that is life. Maybe next week I will really motivate/embarrass myself by revealing my weight to the world. 

Confession is good for the soul.