holy naptown batman!
Feb. 6th, 2014 11:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
demakatI want to nap, but I don't want to nap. I want to nap because I either ate too much sugar or I should not have yeasty things. Thankfully I just did both so I have no idea which it is.
I think I dislike breakfast foods at breakfast. Sometimes I super crave pancakes....but since I've started adding vegetables back into my diet I haven't much cared for pancakes. There seems to be a major correlation between my eating vegetable and not feeling like hell. However it's hard to get me to eat vegetables, because I have to prepare them. Also, if I'm eating more vegetables I need to simply eat more, or more often. This is super annoying to me. I wish I did not NEED to eat. If I'm eating like shit and don't eat for a while, yay whatever (other than feeling like shit). If I'm eating well though and don't eat for a while, som'body gonna die. So good for me food makes me aggressive because I forget to feed myself until I'm raging.
Life is haaaard. *whiiine*
I made cookies. I made dough so I can roll out cinnamon rolls on saturday for breakfast sunday. I remembered to buy peaches for my mom because I can put cinnamon on those and yay she can have breakfast with us (even though I want to eat them all myself right now...like right now...) because I'm being considerate of her new food choices or something. She is treating it like a discovery thing, and did I know this and did I know that. Yes. ... anyway,I also remembered to actually buy cinnamon. I'm gonna make two pans of cinnamon rolls. Refined sugar ruins me more than unrefined sugar, so one will be cinnamon with honey or maple syrup and another will be cinnamon sugar and butter.
Then hopefully I'll be able to figure out this brioche stitch and have a new hat by the end of the day. I got baby alpaca yarn because I bought the pattern near my birthday and now I finally went and got myself nice yarn for it. In Gray...because gray! :D
It's -1 degrees, the sun is shinning and the dogs are barking at the delivery guy.
that is all.
edit: ha how hypocritical of me, to be investigating my own food choices and then complain about my mom's telling me her investigations. At least I can see that I guess...
I think I dislike breakfast foods at breakfast. Sometimes I super crave pancakes....but since I've started adding vegetables back into my diet I haven't much cared for pancakes. There seems to be a major correlation between my eating vegetable and not feeling like hell. However it's hard to get me to eat vegetables, because I have to prepare them. Also, if I'm eating more vegetables I need to simply eat more, or more often. This is super annoying to me. I wish I did not NEED to eat. If I'm eating like shit and don't eat for a while, yay whatever (other than feeling like shit). If I'm eating well though and don't eat for a while, som'body gonna die. So good for me food makes me aggressive because I forget to feed myself until I'm raging.
Life is haaaard. *whiiine*
I made cookies. I made dough so I can roll out cinnamon rolls on saturday for breakfast sunday. I remembered to buy peaches for my mom because I can put cinnamon on those and yay she can have breakfast with us (even though I want to eat them all myself right now...like right now...) because I'm being considerate of her new food choices or something. She is treating it like a discovery thing, and did I know this and did I know that. Yes. ... anyway,I also remembered to actually buy cinnamon. I'm gonna make two pans of cinnamon rolls. Refined sugar ruins me more than unrefined sugar, so one will be cinnamon with honey or maple syrup and another will be cinnamon sugar and butter.
Then hopefully I'll be able to figure out this brioche stitch and have a new hat by the end of the day. I got baby alpaca yarn because I bought the pattern near my birthday and now I finally went and got myself nice yarn for it. In Gray...because gray! :D
It's -1 degrees, the sun is shinning and the dogs are barking at the delivery guy.
that is all.
edit: ha how hypocritical of me, to be investigating my own food choices and then complain about my mom's telling me her investigations. At least I can see that I guess...
