I'm sitting in the library, and I'm finally well enough to write. Sometimes being pregnant isn't very practical. I do like that there are a bunch of natural remedies for all that I'm having trouble with, and wroth a little searching I've found the stuff that tastes good.
I like to joke that the reason I get pregnant is so I don't have to fast during Lent. Now, here I'm going to assume that most of my readers have some understanding of Lent and how Catholics celebrate it--if you are confused please leave a comment and I'll do my best to explain, or get Nick to explain it. So Ash Wednesday came and I didn't worry too much. I ended up making macaroni noodles with meat sauce for dinner, but I needed something to eat while it was cooking.
By some good fortune we had tortillas and mozzarella cheese, and the red sauce I was working on for dinner. It was so simple. I mixed a little sauce with some garlic and herbs, and spread it on two tortillas. Thing One declared he wanted a plain tortilla and wouldn't let me touch his. That was fine, I could add some toppings then! I chopped some onions and mushrooms and put them in the microwave with some butter for three minutes. While that was cooking I grated the cheese, Thing One helped with that. Cheesed and topped, I put the pizzas in the oven. They only took about ten minutes.
I showed one to Thing One when the pizzas were done, his only response was a very clear, "I don't like mushrooms." I was turn between shrieking with laughter and indignantly telling him that this one was for Daddy; I can't remember which I actually did.
I ate mine then, and had pasta later; Nick had his just after midnight when he got home from work. My idea was that he would have something special waiting for him when the fast was over.
I must go stop Thing One from destroying the library. Ciao!