Omg I have a new bad habit. I've discovered humps of tigerbread... lashings of thick butter and chunks of cheese...
4 nights in a row now. I haven't lived!
The 2 dogs follow me silently.... they are complicit in my selfish act and they get a tiny piece of cheese each 😆. Then we quietly slip back upstairs and go to bed ! Wtaf is this new craving ?! I've had dinner ...so its not really hunger. But once I start I can't stop ... my poor teenage son gets the blame when the provisions run low 😆. Am I alone in this blissful but at the same time ridiculously indulgent ritual? Is it menopause ? I am sure I've put on a kilo each night ! I cannot be the only one.... let us unite in our midnight rituals !!