I just got back last night from my trip to Long Island. The drive down was horrible but the way back was great then tolerable.
For once there was no hurricane or hurricane aftermath :D
Christmas was wonderful.
The weather was better...much better than here.
No baby wearing fun this time. Click here ---> ;) to see why I even mentioned that.
Less drama about my diet this time.
Yet again I was faced with the opportunity to explain why I can't eat cheese. Here's how the conversation went.
Unnamed Person: Here try this, I didn't put the evaporated milk yet.
Me: (had seen her putting cheese in it) But is there cheese?
UP: Yes, but no milk. See...(shows me the can) I didn't put it in yet.
Me: But I can't eat cheese either.
UP: Cheese is bad to?!?!
Me: Well it's dairy.
UP: But it's not milk.
Me: (mentally rolling my eyes) But cheese is made out of milk.
UP: Ohhhh. Ok....(still has an uncertain, confused look on face)
And my baby was an angel during the trip to and back!
Stay posted for my blog on how to deal with antagonizing questions from family.