The email was aghast!
"Peanut butter M&Ms? That's it?"
It's hard, very hard, to want to be in the kitchen when I'm so used to watching where I step or where I back up. The kitchen floor is still slightly messy. Betsy was a very, very messy eater the last 6 months of her life. I don't want to let go of things. It almost feels as if I'm letting go of their memory to clean up the bits of their lives still around.
So, I did the dishes, but that's it. I make tea. I've stopped at Caribou Coffee for their white chocolate black raspberry scones more times this week than in the previous month. I don't want to cook.
Pam knows. In times like these, if you don't take me somewhere, sit me down and stick a menu in my hands, I won't eat or it will be peanut butter M&Ms.
We went to Steak 'n Shake.
I had the bacon cheddar burger and fries with a chocolate banana shake.
It was more than enough to satisfy my hunger and remind me that food is necessary. I have muffins frozen in a couple of large bags in the freezer. Simple to take 2 or 3 out and even if I don't want to eat them at home, they will thaw by the time I get to the office. I'm always making tea. Tea and muffins is a nice breakfast combo.
I love my friends. I'm waiting for Jessie to call and cluck at me, too. "What? Peanut butter M&Ms?"
But they are pretty good.
Beverage: English Teatime