Today I had my black coffee and I really don’t think I had breakfast. Larry and I taught first grade Sunday School so in the hustle of trying to get ready and out the door, I forgot.
When we got home, my lunch was salad with steak.
Another blah cup of black coffee during Madeline’s nap (cream and honey in my coffee are what I miss more than ANYTHING, in case I haven’t mentioned it.)
For dinner, everyone else had tacos and I had taco salad, minus the shell.
Essentially Better Living 