Sorry if this makes you hungry, but I wanted to add a visual to lure you into my experience.
Today is Father’s Day, and my husband spared me the pain of sitting in a restaurant sipping my lemonade while everyone else munched on tortilla chips and salsa. Instead, he asked for taco night at home. I didn’t mind cooking, and I really haven’t minded it all week, but it was a little sad sitting at the table watching everyone enjoy their crunchy, messy meal.
Five more days till I can eat real food. I’ll take mine with an extra dollop of sour cream, please. Hormone-free, of course.