the weekend started out with eldest daughter participating in 48hr famine.
easy. various options to participate. no eating. no communicating. no various other options. seemed simple. until i forgot the roast potatoes on sunday night to go with the lamb. how could I? suddenly no food option seemed more daunting. lamb too good to give up – even without roast potatoes.

turned to no communicating option. easy. simple. until i found out that meant no email, facebook, plurk, sms/txt, or really – doesn’t that mean no breathing?

how could I? suddenly no communicating option seemed more daunting.

in fact all options seemed too daunting, so i ate the roast and continued plurking. my daughter a far more successful achiever than me! she made it through the 48hrs. well done babe xc