Eyelids... heavy.... This evening I had to take Max to a Chuck E. Cheese party. OMG. I loathe C.E.C. Max had a blast, though, so I'm glad for that. It was fun to see him cut loose on the blue screen with his rockin' dance moves-- I would love to see the movies he'd make with his own blue screen setup.
Tomorrow is the Thanksgiving Feast at the boys' school; I'm hoping they will be able to eat some of it. It's so hard with the wheat-free/dairy-free thing because people don't always read labels. Some of the things that contain wheat are shocking! Like tomato soup, or sometimes on salted peanuts. Crazy, I tell you. I'm taking mashed potatoes and a veggie tray, so I know they'll at very least have some of that.
Now that I'm thinking about food, my stomach has decided it's hungry. Why is it that I could easily fast all morning, that I'm rarely hungry until after noon... but 10pm hits and I'm ready for a meal? I try to make myself eat something in the mornings because I've heard that it helps stop the evening cravings (in addition to all of the other perks about eating a good breakfast), but in general my stomach just does not want food that early. Lately even coffee is a morning turnoff-- tea sits better. My body is just cranky, I think. And opinionated! Wouldn't it be lovely if I could just ease myself into a healthy relationship with eating?
Down the rabbit hole: Key lime pie! OH! Key lime pie, how I love thee. Quantum Leap (226 Thompson St, New York) has the best key lime pie in the universe-- and it's dairy-free. It makes me giddy inside to think about it. Thank you, thank you, Anne & Eiwe for taking us there.
Maybe I will dream about the pie now? That would be beautiful.
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