...I just can't.
I really, really had to be selfish.
No, really, I did.
You'll understand. I know you will.*
For the past 4 days my beleaguered husband has been running hither and yon to take care of the three of us. He went south, then he went north and then he went errand crazy on Saturday - and let's just say it has been a loooong weekend for the poor guy.
We aren't even going to mention the flat tire on I-81 Thursday or getting lost in the mountains of Pennsylvania in the middle of the night Friday. Nope.
Long weekend. Definitely.
However, being the guy he is he managed to grill out twice this weekend. Two of my favorites - marinated chicken breasts Saturday and for Mother's Day he made his p.e.r.f.e.c.t. London Broil. The man ROCKS a grill Tadpoles.
With all the things that go on with me I eat, on average, once a day. Maybe. So when a meal presents itself and I am not queasy or having an attack I am all over it.
All over it like "Charlie Sheen with a bag of crack" all over it.
That is what happened to the London Broil.
Since Wallene wanted the leftover chicken and Squirrel is off in Bermuda somewhere, Pooldad and I had a serious piece of meat to divide between just the two of us.
Any guesses who won the split?
We had dinner. Okay, we had the meat for an appetizer while watching TV, then we had some for dinner [with grilled asparagus and baked potato, yum!] and then for dessert - we had more meat.
It was so, so, so good.
As we were polishing off the second pound of meat I mentioned to my husband that when I made lunches that night I would make him a sandwich with the leftover beef. His face lit up and he smiled knowing how good that was going to taste.
He went to bed and I proceeded to set up to make his and Wallene's lunches. I pulled out the beef [which he had sliced thinly for the sandwiches], the leftover chicken, macaroni salad and veggies.
I couldn't do it.
I could NOT make his sandwich.
I eyed the chicken I was going to use for Wallene's lunch and looked at the beef for his sandwich and, well...
She got peanut butter and jelly.
I got a midnight snack.
*Unless you are a vegetarian, then I do apologize for this post.
Have a great Monday gang! See you on the flip side.