Culinary Explosion

What a ham-bone. I was texting Jason, and Tiegan knows that I can take pictures/videos with my cell phone. She asked if I'd take a picture of her with her Thomas train set (made of Lego's).

I know, her pajamas don't match. For the first time in my life, I'm living in a house without a washer and/or dryer. HELL! It's tough to make it to the laundromat as often as we'd like. It costs quite a bit more than I had imagined, having never needed a laundromat before. We've been doing a lot of laundry at my parents' house. Anyway, the whole reason for that rant was to explain that we usually just throw on whatever's clean. Sweatpants and a comfy long-sleeved tee? OK- pajamas. Does it match? Doesn't matter. She's just sleeping in it anyway, right?

I'm excited for next week's menu, which was my responsibility to pick out. Jason picked out this week's menu and it has been great so far. Next week, we are having...

• Monday: Grilled chicken kabobs on caesar salad
• Tuesday: Chicken quesadillas
• Wednesday: Pork fried rice
• Thursday: Roast beef, bacon & bleu wraps
• Friday: Parmesan turkey burgers

I know, everything sounds pretty simple and plain. But trust me- I've looked up all the recipes and everything has a special little twist to it that we've never tried before. AND, everything is relatively healthy, too. Poor Jason has to deal with me picking out mostly poultry and white meat dishes, since I'm not a huge fan of beef and I can't have seafood (not that I liked it to begin with anyway).

So far I've been surprised at how different this pregnancy has been from the first. There have been some similarities, but not many. This time around, I'm craving super-healthy foods. Anything deep fried or remotely greasy sounds disgusting. Also, you'd be proud: I have refrained from adding extra salt to ANY of my food! If you know me, you know I'm an over-salter. Not anymore. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that I don't want to blow up like a balloon this time.

Remember how HUGE I was with Tiegan? Let me just remind you...

In this photo I was about 8 months along. By the day I was induced, I had gained almost 60 lbs.! that's more than HALF my original body weight, people. Not happening this time. (And what was I thinking, cutting my hair that short?)