Ooops.

So, in all my industriousness, I decided to make a turkey soup. I had some turkey bones and stuff in the freezer. I threw some chicken broth, some veggies, some tomatoes and some turkey bones in the pot. After I got it started, a light bulb went on over my head, I had stuffed those turkeys. There was stuffing all over the bones. I COULDN'T EAT MY SOUP!!! And here I was craving a nice big bowl of soup! UGH Sooooo frustrating!! So I threw in the last of my barley and served it to Prince Charming and Princess Belle for supper.

I do so much of my cooking on auto-pilot. Things almost jump into the pot by themselves. It is those automatic moments that keep jumping up and biting me in the butt. I really have to be aware of everything I have left in my house from my pre-gfcf days.