Step Away From the Butter And No One Gets Hurt

Seriously Tadpoles.
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This has to stop.

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Bedrest is one thing, but if my kids don't stop baking "THE LOVE" as I call it, I am going to get fat.

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Today's treat? Maple pecan scones courtesty of Wallene.

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Commence the drooling and the jealousy now.

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You're Welcome.

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Now, admittedly I am not the most active person due to the Lupus but being a slug in bed for the last week has me at the mercy of what my family will bring me to eat. They always bring what I ask [Salmon? Chicken and Dumplings? Homemade Big Macs? Ham and Bean Soup? All made for our culinary pleasure and consumed in the bedroom at my bequest] BUT they seem to have a problem with the little add ons.

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In that - they keep adding on. Some examples:

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Yes, thank you, a bowl of oatmeal and a glass of juice is wonderful for breakfast - um, but a homemade muffin and bacon? How sweet Squirrel - thank you. [Then she sits and watches me eat it. So there is no chance to pawn it off on the dogs - that is A LOT of breakfast for me.]

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For lunch may you please make me a bologna sandwich with an orange? Oh, you added cookies, chips with dip AND brownie bites? Thank you darling Wallene - but, uh....oh heck I am bored. Thanks, I'll eat it. [Then she checks to make sure I ate it all - with the dogs, once again, standing forlorn. No chips for YOU!]

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And then Pooldad shows up with dinner. For a Marine. Very nice honey but 32 oz. of Chicken and dumplings in a SOUP TUREEN is a bit much. I have to say. Oh, yes, yes...I love it, but did you forget who you are married to? [Funnily enough I actually fell asleep attempting to eat all of it.] And my lovely husband added in ice cream for dessert. With homemade chocolate cookies.

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It makes me tired thinking of it. Actually it makes me feel fat. Or fatter. Glutonous? I don't know what the word is, but I don't eat like this normally and well......here is where I need to be careful. I can see that I am exacerbating this problem.

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To wit:

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I made the mistake of telling the kids that I love cranberry walnut muffins - I do. My sister used to make them for me as a treat and I haven't had them homemade in years. You don't suppose those puppies showed up in my bedroom a few hours later now, do you? HA. [Those are some good muffins, let me just say.] So yeah, I should probably keep my mouth shut. But? YOU don't have muffins or scones do you? Uh huh. Thought so. :)

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I will add if you are still jonesing for more holiday type baked goods or a delicious hot meal [served in a really BIG bowl] most of you know where to find me. You are welcome to join me.

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Just be warned - it will be more than you ask for and you have to eat it propped in bed on pillows. Bring your pajamas. And an appetite.

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Yeah. I know. It just doesn't suck to be me. ;) heehee