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The hubby doesn’t know it yet, but they way we eat is about to change. I’ve mentioned before that I have IBS, and some foods just do not work with that. Turns out Beef is one of them. Even TWO meatballs is enough to turn me into a weeping pile of ZOMG it hurts. So no more of that. Ground beef is easily replaced with ground pork or ground turkey. Probably ground pork, as it has more flavor, and is all white meat. One of the first meals I’ll be cooking I got from fellow blogger Justoneanna, I’ll be making Stuffed Roasted Poblana Peppers. I’ll also be adding more veggies, like asparagus, which I hear is really good though I haven’t tried it yet. Broccoli (only me and the kids eat it, will have to make something else for hubby), Cauliflower, Peas are always a favorite.

I’ll still get him steaks on occasion for him to cook, I’ll have a salad or something those nights. I need to find inexpensive seafood recipes, as well as chicken and pork. And it probably won’t be easy. I also have to time my grocery shopping right so that my fresh ingredients don’t go bad before I get around to cooking them. I’m thinking of shopping weekly, on Sundays with planned meals might work. I need some basic kitchen gear as well.

• good knife set
• food processor
• blender
• baking dishes with covers
• casserole dish with cover
• Apple corer

Any advice is welcome. This is all new to me, and something I really want to do, and do fulltime. It’s time to start some new habits. And also, check out Justoneanna for some seriously droolworthy, easy to make recipes.

We have been married, for 15 years. Soon to be 16. In that time, we have never had anything labeled "His" and "Hers". Not a single washcloth, towel, pillowcase, not even a coffee mug. NOTHING. Then, we got Daisy. Daisy, was our first dog to EVER cling to me. The ones before always worshipped at Hubby’s feet like he was the best thing since Milk Bones. Oh sure, I was fine when he wasn’t home, or when I had something that smelled vaguely edible, but other than that, they were totally attached to him. Then we got Daisy.

Daisy, from the beginning attached herself to me. When he deployed in 2005, she became as sticky as Velcro. I to this day cannot go to the bathroom without her waiting at the door for my return. She sulks and paces if I leave the house. At this very moment, she is where she always is. Laying to the right of my chair, in the spot she’s worn into the carpet. So, finally…I have MY dog.

Then, we got Shadow. Shadow is Daisy in reverse. He’s worn a spot by Hubby’s chair. He sulks when hubby isn’t home, or is gone for a few days, follows him everywhere. He sings loudly to him when he arrives home every day. He spends his time gazing adoringly at him every evening.

It gets worse. If I go to bed first, both dogs follow, they LOVE bedtime almost as much as dinner time. Daisy climbs into bed, on Hubby’s side, Shadow lies down on the floor by the dresser. Sounds ok right? Oh no. If Hubby goes to bed first, Daisy stays with me, and shadow follows him to bed. Gets in MY side of the bed, fully sprawled out, head on MY pillows. Now, where Daisy moves as soon as Hubby enters the room…Shadow goes limp and cannot be budged. There have been nights I’ve laid ON him, and he doesn’t move. Let me just tell you, my 120 pounds soaking wet self cannot move an 85 pound dog that goes limp. In dead weight he might as well way 200 pounds.

So there you have it, no towels, no mugs, no pillowcases. But we do have His and Hers dogs.