Week 8

This must be an off-week.  At least that's what I keep telling myself.  I've succumbed to pizza and Doritos over the weekend, and lots of rum.  I blame it on our friends coming up to visit and their bad influences.  Or I could just man-up and say I'm having an off-week.

Work has been busy and stressful, and there's been plenty of fall-turning-into-winter illnesses in the family over the past couple of days.  Not to mention all the Halloween candy lying around taunting me (and this is even with us limiting trick or treating for only one hour).  I've depended on go-to meals like Tuscan Vegetable Soup and my new favorite, Soy Chorizo and Potato Tacos, especially when I get home grumpy and tired.

Then, a question at work completely set me off today.  WTF am I going to do for the holidays?  I'm pretty sure I can't live without turkey.  Someone is going to be turning into a gremlin again.