Baking is my therapy. No baking is becoming a big problem. I was hoping making healthy meals would fill the void that baking has left but it is not near as much fun and no one wants to lick the spoon ~ "Hey kids, who wants to lick the broccoli and cauliflour spoon"... just not the same! Time to put Plan B into effect. One little problem - I don't have a Plan B!
So here's my dilemma - I gave up biting my nails, can't drink wine, can't bake (because I can't lick the spoon) and no carbohydrates. This just possibly could be one of those "When 6 doors close at least one has to open" moments. Maybe I will finally learn how to dance, or sing at the top of my lungs, or organize my closets. I'm sure at the end of week 2 everything will be clear and baking will be a distant happy memory. I'll keep you posted.
CONFESSION # 1 - This side of The B Team had a little slide down the slippery slope called willpower. I ate two large spoonfuls of Peanut Butter. One of the most wonderful creations ever made is peanut butter and I finally caved - it made me incredibly happy. No looking back ~ I'm on a mission!
I think you should finally learn to dance. I know someone who can show you how. ;) Let me know when you're ready to give it a try.
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