Becoming My Mother

My most recent purchases:

I figured I would eventually become more like my mother but I didn’t anticipate it by 25.  But the gray has reached a critical mass and must be dealt with.  The Rolaids are a new development.  I finally broke down and bought some when the fire stayed stoked when I woke up this morning.  And the chewy ones taste like candy!  The downside is the damage it is likely doing to my esophagus.  Damn you lower esophageal sphincter!  Of course, from all of my voice classes I know exactly what I should be doing.  Exercise more.  Cut out acidic foods.  But all the best foods have acid in them!  Chocolate.  Tomatoes.  Pop.  Oh, and I should sleep with my head propped up.  Fun.  I think what did me in this time was the entire box of beebee white-powder donuts I polished off last night.  After that information do I really have to say how running is going?  I have my long run tomorrow so we’ll see how it goes….

Hi-C and I made another version of our oh-so-tasty perogies. 

Sweet potato
Onions (chopped and sauteed)
Thinly sliced prosciutto (of the organic variety, thanks Hi-C)
smoked gouda

All wrapped with love (and anticipation) in homemade dough.  We worked as a team and banged them out in about 2.5 hours.  Which is probably a record.


One thought on “Becoming My Mother

  1. Vixxen says:

    lol If it's any consolation, I'm in the same boat as you. Since I was 21. But with Catherine constantly colouring my hair, it's hard to tell.P.S. Right now, my hair is black on the left, red on the right, and orange all along the top =P

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