Thursday, November 20, 2008

On The Menu

Today for lunch Carson refused to eat the chicken alfredo pasta that I had made last night and reheated for him. I didn't think it was that bad. I only had 4 ice cubes left of peaches, (Yes, the kid still loves pureed food--if that is how he will eat it--fine) so he ate those. And then he had about 1/2 a box of cheerios. On the box it says, 19 servings per container. I am pretty sure he ate about 10 of those for lunch. My lunch isn't much better. Two turkey sandwiches, (with half frozen turkey because I keep our fridge way too cold) potato chips and a coke (too cold of fridge=delicious coke). Today is just one of those days. I guess it is better than last night when I made snickerdoodles and ate one from each batch that came out of the oven... for testing purposes, obviously. Ugh! The pre-holiday, should be kind of chilly out but is still almost 90, bored out of my mind funk has begun. Maybe today I should get out of my pajamas and take Carson to see the light of day! I really wanted to take him to the library to pick out some new books but lets be honest, that would require me putting on a bra. Maybe the coke will kick in soon!

5 comments:

margieandnorm said... Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

I'm speechless.

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Emily - I heart you! It's so funny how even though we live so far apart it is like we have close to parallel lives at times. I have those same feelings on some days.

Rachel M said... Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

Bras are totally overrated.

Carlie said... Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

I wouldnt wear a bra if I didnt have too. I'll explain some other time. Did the coke ever kick in?

Paige said... Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

I love your moms comment! I totally feel like that most days - Lorin had to help me clean the whole house multiple times a week because I could have cared less & we probably had terrible meals & days when all Polly ate were cheese slices & lots of milk...