Well, I must be feeling a little better. I actually opened my beer. My face is still a hot mess. Ughh. Oh well, it is what it is. Hopefully, it won't last the whole time.
As for the pot roast...not the hit I was hoping it would be. All the boys bitched about it. I told them fine. For every meal from here on out would be Tomato soup. Breakfast lunch and dinner. I would return the Frankenberry cereal and they wouldn't get the pudding I made for dessert. About an hour later they were asking for the potatoes and carrots. This was after they asked their dad if they could have pudding. I nixed that quick. After they had apples and more veggies I et them have dessert. I thought everyone liked pot roast. Lesson learned.
I got in just in time for the preteen/teen years....the joy.
Off to sand my face and rub dry ashes on it
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