Food for therapy

When Im feeling yucky and pms is not my friend, I feed people. Food is my therapy and feeding people makes me feel good. This morning I decided to make potato and macaroni salad, then I added in some deviled eggs. I am even thinking about making a cake and some brownies to go with. Charles and the kids dont mind putting up with me when I start cooking, in fact when their tummies are full they are happy and so am I. Of course, I took out my frustrations on the kitchen and then did two loads of dishes. (I have to do my dishes by hand, right after LIG my dishwasher died and we havent the money for a new one) This afternoon, Tori has her first art class and me and the two younger kids will go play at the park while she is there. Then off to get some movies to watch, pick up Daddy from work and then a barbecue. Charles will cook tonight so I dont have too. Nice.