December 27, 2009 in vegetables
Well, here I am again in front the screen with my feet on a chair in my pajamas and not because I wish like going to bed early. Hope so!, I have serious problems to put on my pants because in just four hours I went from size 40 to … I’d rather not know. On Friday when we were returning from my sister-in-law home I remembered that occasion when my husband took me to the clinic where my daughter would be born. A journey that my husband decided to cover through Urgel Street at that time was largely covered with cobblestones.
do you imagine what means doing that with a considerable belly and about to give birth? An unforgettable experience
Same thing happened on Friday, but without cobblestones and a better car.
Just sitting at the table I should have suspected that something would be wrong just sitting at the table. My sister-in by would do all the best and she would resolve in advance the usual problem: Where I sit?. For that reason she decided to put small target whit our names, like that.
But my God, who would think to take advertising Casen Enema for Christmas table?, My sister-in, of course, the same as faithful to tradition duly advised by my mother-in has dealt with the famous Carn d’olla, what I have given as “Christmas Soup”. It was good, but I don’t know what kind of cabbage she has used, but when the roast lamb appears on the table, which my mother-in cook every year only “if someone is enough hungry” I started noticing the first symptoms. At nougat time I felt like as a puffer fish or blocked gas cylinder because I am for burps, I think it is a genetic matter. In that moment I would have sold my kingdom for a burp. But nothing’.
Then they began to suggest home-made remedies, my mother with the baking, the other to “have a beer” when everyone knows that I don’t like beer. My other sister-in wanted to put me a stone in my ear she is an alternative therapies devote.
The swelling was settled and settled so much and so well that even today I feel like an enormous dumpling.
A couple of days eating soft and that’s all.
Ja! as if it were that easy. Yesterday at home we were 24 people, yesterday was the duck’s day. And today, we went to my nephew home, the triplets dad.
In the end, here I am drinking water lightly, and having in my culinary horizon only a yogurt and some fruit. No nougat, no chocolate, nothing.