Thank God for easy foods like Barber chicken and instant mashed potato... it makes dinner easy and Betty likes it. She eats so much when she is here but like a bird in a restaurant. Habits die hard and she built that into her narrative years ago so that she looked like she hardly ate a thing. I wish we could get her to have more veggies when we are not there but summer comes soon enough.
I am suffering from some stomach thing... either my acid reflux is worse or the hiatal hernia is worse or BOTH. I had such pain today I told Bob I was afraid it was my heart. That is not a good plan because then he gets mad, his reaction to fear, and I get worse because now I have made him mad. I actually rushed home so I could have my heart attack at home. LOL! Really what is happening is stress. TOTAL STRESS! I can't sleep at night between the pain and the stomach and the worry. I toss and turn and even though I listen to podcasts I lay awake filled with anxiety. There is nothing I am going to accomplish by this; Betty will be Betty, money will be money, my pain is my pain, my fat is my fat and no amount of worry changes anything! So, KNOCK IT OFF!
Well, I am off to bed with high hopes of sleep. There really isn't anything I can take for the pain so I will just hope for a good night.
I will go to sleep dreaming of making a quilt like this one. I think sleeping under this quilt would give me sweet dreams!