Too funny Jesse. When I was a kid too much candy gave me a searing headache. Now I'm clever enough not to eat TOO much.
Speaking of, we have brownies, we have ice cream, we have fresh whipped cream (I got a whipped cream dispenser for Xmas). I am very much pondering the possibility of dessert.
Unfortunately "too much" is rarely defined as equal to "how much I want." Maybe it's how much I want - one, but that's a hard one to figure out in situ.
I don't think my problem is dairy. I think it's wheat. I'm in denial about that though as I WILL make a red velvet cake for new years.
I puked pretty regularly the first night of vacation and Christmas night as a child. But that's because we never had candy/cookies/soda in the house!
Parents: Do not deprive your children in this way! It will only lead to pukey childen on holidays!!
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Do you ever type a post and realize, "no one cares" and then delete it? That is me right now. I might blame the Darvocet, Flexeril combo though.
I do that, but only have my natural brain chemistry to blame.
For example, instead of going to bed like a sane person, danced around my front room to Lily Allen, Carbonleaf and JEM. Because I could.
Being sane now, g'night.
Do you ever type a post and realize, "no one cares" and then delete it?
All the time. I'm so neurotic I usually delete it before I post.
WRT to the wheat, I find that I am happier with whole grains than with highly refined flours. The refined ones can clog my system a bit, DH's too. But I would cry if I had to cut out wheat entirely.
This link has
two
awesome videos.
1st video is of a
20-story
trebuchet that flings flaming pianos and a compact car.
2nd one is Cherpumple: The Franken-Kaiju Pie-Cake From Hell (Both videos at this link)
What they're comparing this next invention to is a turducken. The dessert equivalent thereof. Well, this guy--Charles Phoenix--is like our friend from across the pond with a trebuchet: thinking big. Big and ludicrous. And we respect that.
All the time. I'm so neurotic I usually delete it before I post.
I totally do that.
Half the time anymore I just write the post in my head.
Back from Christmas travels. Twelve hours in the car today, all told, but now at least I HAVE MY OWN BED.
OK, seriously, is this like the worst xkcd ever? [link]