My life is crumbling to teeny-tiny pieces around me, and I made waffles for dinner last night.
Ok, so maybe I’m exaggerating, but I did make waffles last night and they weren’t even that good. I ran out of white flour and used all whole wheat. I like to split my flour, half white and half whole wheat; otherwise, I think they are too dense.
Sorry all you healthy eating people, but I’m just not that good of a mom. I continue to give my children white flour, knowing full well it is a simple carb.
Tie me to the simple woman stake and burn me.
I bet you can’t tell I’m trying to focus on the positive side of things.
No, I didn’t think you could, but I am.
That’s why I haven’t been writing anything on this here blog. My mama always said, “If you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”
I am silent.
For how long, I know not. I may continue my vow of silence until the sun shines again or my hormones go on an upswing. It’s hard to tell.
In the meantime, I wish you all well. Live fully and don’t eat too much white flour. I hear it’s bad for you. 😉