My son’s 23rd birthday was on Tuesday, the day we had to light out to Alberta. So his dinner was postponed. I’ll be doing it today.
For his birthday present I promised him any “mom dinner” he wanted, cooked the “old me” way. Get this, he chose roast beast with yorkshire pudding, gravy, mashed potatoes, and bashnips (carrot turnip mash). Yikes!! The good news is that we’ll be going to play soccer afterwards. I’ll need it to burn off all the calories I’ll be consuming.
Speaking of… I stepped on the scale yesterday morning to see what the trip damage was. 158.6. Gak. I’m supposed to be going DOWN not UP. Time to kick it back into gear.