That’s a lot of thinking. I’m really quite tired.
Is there anything prettier than some just-baked bread? I think not. Sorry, super models.
Don’t get me wrong–I’ll admit, I too suffered through the craziness of Low Carb and Carb-Free Eating. I bought the ticket. I jumped fully on the bandwagon. I even (gasp) put my breadmaker in the basement for a couple years. Thankfully, all phases pass. I’m solidly in my mid-30’s now, and while I exercise often and faithfully, I also completely own the saddlebags that have now found a home on the outside of my thighs. I earned that baggage. Why not love it?