Saw a great site the other day http://www.beadforlife.org/- See pic to the left..
It is an organization selling beaded handmade jewelry from women from Uganda...beautiful and colorful bracelets and necklaces, easy to order and not expensive! Shop for a good cause!
On another note:
I'm on my carb watching plan, and it is now day six. I have of course added in one cheat day a week ( which was yesterday) and was not used wisely I might add.
After cooking all day Saturday for a get together, I was repulsed by all food, by the time the shin dig started.
What I really wanted earlier that day was MCDONALD'S. Hail to McDonalds. Did I have it?
Nope.
My husband convinced me that Italian would be better.
I don't understand the logic, but I deferred, and had Italian ( slice of pizza, plain!) and a few bitefuls of pasta.
It was not the same.
Not nearly the same as a Happy Meal with a cheeseburger and small french fry.
(That is my usual order)
The burger cooked to perfection with cheese, all melty and warm, fattening and addicting, I know...
And the fries!
I usually eat my fries first. It is a small package, and hell by the time I'm into it , they are gone, but it does give me a taste. I don't have to be a glutton.
Would I like a Quarter Pounder with Cheese? You betcha. Throw in a large fry and I'm happy as a clam. Sometimes I don't even feel bad after eating McDonald's!
Sometimes I do...but honestly?
Not that much.
On another note....
Roger Federer, the gig is up.
Right now Nadal is kicking your ass, and I am loving it.
And I hate tennis, by the way. So, I really do not care who wins or loses Wimbledon, however my husband is a fanatic, thus I have been relegated to watching these matches ad nauseam, and it is just killing me.
Please no more tennis!
After cooking all day Saturday for a get together, I was repulsed by all food, by the time the shin dig started.
What I really wanted earlier that day was MCDONALD'S. Hail to McDonalds. Did I have it?
Nope.
My husband convinced me that Italian would be better.
I don't understand the logic, but I deferred, and had Italian ( slice of pizza, plain!) and a few bitefuls of pasta.
It was not the same.
Not nearly the same as a Happy Meal with a cheeseburger and small french fry.
(That is my usual order)
The burger cooked to perfection with cheese, all melty and warm, fattening and addicting, I know...
And the fries!
I usually eat my fries first. It is a small package, and hell by the time I'm into it , they are gone, but it does give me a taste. I don't have to be a glutton.
Would I like a Quarter Pounder with Cheese? You betcha. Throw in a large fry and I'm happy as a clam. Sometimes I don't even feel bad after eating McDonald's!
Sometimes I do...but honestly?
Not that much.
On another note....
Roger Federer, the gig is up.
Right now Nadal is kicking your ass, and I am loving it.
And I hate tennis, by the way. So, I really do not care who wins or loses Wimbledon, however my husband is a fanatic, thus I have been relegated to watching these matches ad nauseam, and it is just killing me.
Please no more tennis!
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