
C told me that tonight – for the first time – I’d made real Italian food. “Um,” I replied, “What about my lasagna?” “Nope. That’s too fancy.” “Meatballs?” “Um, no. You don’t make REAL Italian Meatballs.” “Well, I make my … Continue reading
C told me that tonight – for the first time – I’d made real Italian food. “Um,” I replied, “What about my lasagna?” “Nope. That’s too fancy.” “Meatballs?” “Um, no. You don’t make REAL Italian Meatballs.” “Well, I make my … Continue reading
That’s it. I’ve declared a weight loss goal. I’ve declared it to myself, to my children, to my husband – even to my Weight Watchers lady. By October – I’m gonna lose at least 25 pounds. I’m sick of this … Continue reading