Today’s menu: salisbury steak, spinach, bread, fruit cup
Processed meat…yummy… it’s hard to choke it down, but I ate the whole patty. I’m able to do that because I make sure I’m really hungry at lunch. Some of you have wondered if I pack my own lunch in addition to buying school lunch. You don’t trust that I’m eating the lunch. Well, I don’t trust myself either: I don’t very good impulse control. If I had a home lunch within reach and one of the school lunches, which would I eat? Not what is pictured below….
So I make sure that I’m actually hungry for lunch. Then I’ll eat what I’m given. By the way, the meat was blah. The gravy seemed thicker than usual, not sure why.
Thanks for reading my blog. I know it’s not a happy, warm and fuzzy place to hang out on the internet. I do my best to keep it light even though the subject material can be pretty heavy. Recently someone told me that they thought I had been “lazy” by not taking more of a political stance on the lunches. Do you agree? If I do sound wishy-washy, it’s because I have been concerned about my job…though I’m less worried these days. Thoughts?
I’m totally spent. Long days at school, then off to pick up my son at daycare, home to frantically make dinner, and afterwards I try to get some time with my son before his bedtime… I also have to fit in a shower and scheduling it is really a stressor. Since the second bathroom is located right next to my son’s room, I can’t shower when he’s asleep without waking him up. Around here sleep is sacred.
My little guy sleeps in until almost 7 am and so I won’t risk waking him (the kid needs his sleep). In the morning my husband hits the shower as soon as our son is up! So at night after we finish dinner, I rush to fit a shower in before my son’s bedtime. Then once he goes down (not always an easy feat) then I go straight to my laptop to upload the lunch photos and write a blog post.
I know a lot of the blog posts have typos and grammatical errors. Well, in a perfect world I wouldn’t be writing a post and publishing it same night. I like to let things marinate and come back to revise, but it’s not possible. I wish I could comment on your comments, but once I post, I either go straight to bed or clean the kitchen up and then off to bed. I feel like a hamster on a wheel.
My son has gotten occasional colds over the past couple months, but nothing like the first six months of this year when we couldn’t catch a break and he was constantly ill. Because of my committment to eating school lunch every day, my husband has been the go-to guy to stay home with our boy. I hate that it’s a choice between feeding my blog and getting snuggle time with my sick kid. Luckily my husband has a mountain of sick time (way more than I do) so to him it’s a no-brainer that he stays home. Sometimes though I can’t bear being away from my sick kid…being Mommy is my most important job.
Most people in my life, coworkers and friends who don’t know about the blog, look at me and can tell that something is going on with me, but they can’t put their finger on what exactly it is. I bet many people think that I might be pregnant. It’s hard for them to justify what they see: someone who is totally run down, but with a sparkle in her eye. It’s for me to know and them to find out!