Shoved to Them
for a slice of bread or a piece of chocolate cake. No, I’m not on some weird fad diet, that would be easier. Ever since the birth of our latest Little Kid, I have had an allergy to wheat. Even one bite is enough to make the inside of my mouth start burning and itching and an entire piece will set off a migraine headache and enough nausea to keep me in bed for the rest of the day. Most of the time, I no longer mind at all. It is just a fact of my life and I have learned how to eat around it. Ah, but other times…like yesterday when we had the Adored Husband’s grandmother over for her birthday dinner and the children made chocolate cake. Thankfully, I had enough foresight to make them halve the recipe so that there were no left-overs.
I wouldn’t even mention it now except that there are 4 ripe bananas in the fruit bowl just begging to be made into banana bread. If I make it, I will eat it, so they are going into the trash. ….SIGH…. I hate wasting things. We were too poor when we were first married and had to save every crumb too long for me to feel entirely comfortable with throwing anything away which could be used. Most of the time my cheapness is a virtue. Today it is a stumbling block. I guess I could just offer it up and then someone benefits and it doesn’t really go to waste does it?
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