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Polish Princess

I have been cooking up a storm today.  I am feeling a little craptacular (basically a stupid cold) and was craving chicken soup.  I wanted the kind my polish mother and grandmother would make, with homemade kluski.  So I sent the hubs to the store, and now, a few hours later, my house smells amazing.

Kluski really aren’t a good post-op food.  They are made of flour, eggs, and a shot of water!  Def not pouch friendly, but I figure a few won’t kill me.  I made them the lazy girl way, by just spooning them into hot water.  They are dense and really not good for the early out peeps. 

I am planning on cutting out more carbs in the near future.  Carbs have been so easy to eat sadly.  I think a little mental focus would do me good at this point.  After my best friends’ wedding next weekend, I will be all gung ho about getting back to basics and start moving my ass.  I say next week because people, I gotta be real.   I love being lazy. 

I love sitting on my couch, watching mindless television, and/or reading a book, playing farmville, and chatting on facebook. I love it.  Especially now that it is getting cold outside! 

Speaking of getting cold out, I think I told some members of the Cult that I was going to attempt to go skiing this year.  I don’t really know anything about skiing, but what the hell I’ll try anything once. 

Back to work tomorrow. 

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