Jami's Menu Planning

I don't make resolutions for New Years, but if I did, eating better would have been one of them. I always intend to eat healthy, but when I'm not looking my hands prepare fried, fatty (delicious) foods and shove them in my mouth. And I love cheese. If you say you don't love cheese you're either a liar or a complete lunatic. Cheese is great. Anyway, last night at dinner preparation time, I found myself in the kitchen contemplating the nice, healthy chicken I'd planned to cook, with some rice and veggies. But I didn't want the chicken. I wanted cheese. I needed, for hormonal reasons, salt and dairy. Need is too light a word, these certain hormonal times. It's more like a crazed person screaming inside my head "GET US SALT NOW!! GET CHEESE! GET MILK! PUT SALT ON THE CHEESE IF YOU HAVE TO!" So the Husband evinced only mild surprise when I emerged from the kitchen with our dinner - hot dogs, hot pretzels, chips and a nice bowl of melted nacho cheese for each of us (meaning him and me, Eddie ate a hot dog, green beans and noodles, because I apparently care about his nutrition). I looked the Husband in the eye and said "Pretzels are like bread and the chips are made from corn - it's a balanced meal." The Husband, who both enjoys cheese and knows better than to argue with me when I'm in Insane Hormonal Mode, nodded. "I have no problem with that." You see why I love him. I figured, we can eat the chicken tomorrow and I might not be any healthier, but I definitely felt happier. Cheese can do that.