
I like to look on the brighter side of life when I can. Personally, feeling optimistic has been very hard on me the last couple months because the weather's been mostly cloudy and cold. For some reason I have a hard time being a peaceful and happy person when winter rolls around. I get antsy and yet I don't feel like doing anything except lounging in my husband's sweats all day. I have constant thoughts of moving to San Antonio to beat the cold. Some of y'all call it Seasonal Affective Disorder. I call it Smart Arse Disease.
I ask myself: Why is it I moved to Texas? Oh ya, to live where it's warm and sunny. Because Wyoming's cold and wind made me want to lock myself up with a rabid badger and have at it.
Last week, finally, the weather decided to cooperate with me. We had a few sunny days, and the temperature even rose to the middle 60s. That's when I got hungry and began cooking up a storm in my 1970s harvest gold kitchen.
Cakes, pies, eggs, candies, cheese sandwiches, pizza, and pasta. A harvest to get rid of the wintertime blues. I made five trips to the grocery store in three days. The food made me happy and somehow completed me in a way I couldn't at the time describe.
Or at least that's what I told myself until Sunday when I realized that I had just been PMSing. Dang food cravings.
Looking on the bright side: I got several recipes written and scheduled to post on Screwed Up Texan Recipes.
Looking on the crappy side: My tummy control pants are giving me belly cramps from the bloating. That and the combination of wearing them straight out of the dryer is cutting off the circulation to my intestines.
Looking again on the bright side: I can't eat as much as a result of my torturous tummy tucking jeans. In fact, my husband just might get seconds tonight...which brings me to another point--I'm so happy he weighs as much as me now.
The bad side: Weight. That's what living with a food craving PMSing woman does to you after nine years together.
Come on folks, y'all know what I'm talking about.
PS: My daffodils began to bloom last week and the trees are beginning to bud. Oh, and it's going to be 75 F today. Bring it on!

































