Dom said to me today:
"Mom, can you save the Hy-Vee grocery ad flier? Umm, sure. "Why?"
"I like looking at all the food in the pictures."
Oh, I am so sorry, son! Food making around here these days is all but delightful. I think a better word is survival. We've had cereal for dinner the past two nights. I have been to Chipotle, Panera Bread, The Oven (2x), Papa Johns....all futile attempts to ease the Ferris Wheel feeling I feel like I've been riding on and can't get off.
Serious morning, afternoon, evening sickness. The idea of food and worse yet the preparation of it...not in my hemisphere. The ole' 9-1-1 almost had to be called today when the lunch menu was ham and cheese sandwiches. Just writing the word "ham" makes me gag.
On a happy note, they love it. They cheered when I said we were having cereal again. I promise, I will cook again. Just not for about 9 more WEEKS. Did I say that?