"Sleeping in" never ranked highly on my favorite activities list, but it seems to be climbing with my new later bedtimes. With dinner averaging 11 o'clock p.m., and taking into account my adversity to sleeping on a full stomach, I find getting into bed before 1 a.m. difficult. But a note on these late dinners:
I have yet to enjoy a dinner to its fullest extent. The balance is tricky. When lunch is large you want a lighter, but still satisfying dinner (it was 8 hours ago) and when lunch is small your appetite threatens to get the better of you. And yet, if dinner is too hearty, then going off to bed feels like a waste of energy, not to mention that when you roll over you understand the difficulty sleeping during the last trimester of pregnancy.
Up to now, my favorite dinners have included fruit, and I am quickly becoming a champion of substituting fresh fruit for dinner, and this is a plan that works especially well when lunch is very filling. The fruit also adds a sweet burst of happiness to the end of a meal, that I would seldom feel naturally (even when fit to burst, I find it sad to have to stop eating, which explains my affinity for multi-course meals).
I guess, however, that if I could just get this appetite of mine in check, this conversation would be moot.
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i have this great visual in my head --- time-lapse photography of you expanding exponentially over the course of the summer. the food sounds so worth it, though. meanwhile, in connecticut, i just microwaved myself a two day leftover chicken breast in some kind of faux-teriyaki sauce. yum...
hahahahahahhahahahhahahahaha i love kat's comment (or should i say kate)
anyhoos, you would be proud of me. I ate figs. and they were in my salad too!
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