What we are eating,and whats eating us,Sunday!

Okay, so I had trouble sleeping and finally went to bed and finally went to sleep around threeish, and when I awoke this morning, I was famished.  I cooked a huge breakfast while snacking on a piece of cheese. 

So:

B: 1 piece of string cheese, 1 egg, 1 real bacon, 1 piece of toast with real butter.  Can you say I'm full. LOL

S: cottage cheese and fruit

S: cheese stick

L: pinto beans, corn bread, purple onion ontop of a hamburger steak.  I am forcing the three ounces of meat down if nothing else makes it.

S: The boost went bust.  I cannot find boost made without sugar.  The pharmacist said he wold look into ordering it for me.  So...pickle and purple onion for snack one

S: boiled egg

D:  hubby and I are going to eat out and then to a movie where I'm sure there will be some major grindage going on in the theater.  Probably meat for dinner and a vegtable and in the theater popcorn and water.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.  Yesterday, I busted on some of my food and settled down for some cream of wheat, but today is a new day and a brighter day.  I think I can, I think I can as I begin the uphill journey. 

The what's eating me: My husband is the sweetest man as Jan and Karen can vouche, and I have met Jan's husband and he is a keeper too; however, my DH and I were on the sofa, watching a really good movie, Defiance for those wanting to see a good WWII movie that is based on real characters and shows a side of the Holocaust that many aren't aware of, and I'm lying down and hubby is rubbing my feet and Kitty is on me and sleeping soundly and hubby says to me, wow, even your feet sag.  I say, what and he says, your feet are saggy and I say and and he says well you are always talking about your sagging skin and I didn't know if you know that your feet have sagging skin and I'm pulling my feet out of his hands and off his lap and he is realizing that a little back peddling is in order and he says, but they are so gorgeous and I like the saggy skin.  HERE IS THE DEAL, I CAN TALK ABOUT MY SAGGY ASS ALL DAY LONG, MY SISTERS WHO HAVE SAGGY ASSES CAN TALK ABOUT OUR SAGGY ASSES ALL DAY BUT HUBBY IS NOT ALLOWED TO MENTION MY IMPERFECTIONS.  That's why I when I say to him how does this dress look, I don't really mean for him to outline every single area where improvement could be made.  Geeze.  Do they not send men to men school?

Candy, you are so right about many not graduating.  My ex husband would be one of those they would have in special ed and then even with help he would have flunked out.  Hubby now is a little more maleable and probably would have been easy to train.  In fact, I train him a little each day.  The areas of weakness are: taking out the trash, picking up his towel, picking up his socks, picking up his shoes...oh **** he is not my husband, he is a teenage boy who lives in an old man's body. 

I've always said this: after this one is gone, I ain't getting another.  I know that there are women on this board who want a good mate, but I'm telling you those good mates are good and I have fun with mine, but I look at these single gals and think, man oh man, I wish I could just get up and go.  Well, I do just get up and go but not without running it by him first and considering his feelings too and all of that.  yeah, single looks mighty good.  The song, one less egg to fry.  That's what I'm talking about.

Pookie eats eggs,and if I am gone too long,she ****s on my floor,not unlike my 3 husbands.