I sent my daughter home with the Christmas lasagna leftovers yesterday morning so she could share with her apartment-mates. I did not feel like cooking lunch after an early showing of the Secret Life of Walter Mitty (which I highly recommend). So we had Chinese food for lunch and the take-out leftovers for dinner last night.
My brain is fuzzy this morning. My thinking feels slushie, as though the contents of my head are quicksand mixed with unsettled gelatin and they are sloshing around inside my head. My eyes hurt. It won't stop me from having Chinese food again in the future but I am not going to repeat this menu on New Year's Eve.
Christmas was loving, peaceful and fun, without any food-based hysteria. I made one drink of 'drinking chocolate' made with unsweetened baking chocolate, cream, Splenda and served it in tiny espresso cups. It was rich and thick and decedent even without the sugar but it made me start to wonder what else I could 'play' with so I threw out the leftovers rather than work myself into a chocolate feeding frenzy. Thank God I did not have real desserts (or their ingredients) in the house.
No one whined about missing cookies, ice cream, candies, cakes, pastries or pies. My inner child pouted but I pointed out to her that she already had more than her fair share for half a century already and she took it well and quieted down.
When this slushie-soy feeling wears off I will crack a book I got LAST Christmas about changing my life in 52 weeks and give the first week a whirl. I am ready.
What are you ready for today?