Today it definitely applies.
But first; my Saturday.
Saturday was nice. I had the house (downstairs, anyway) fairly presentable before Saturday began, and we were expecting a houseful for dinner. Our cousins and their 2 boys - 'best friends' pretty much, but they hadn't been over for a year! Life has been busy for them - and then the wife's sister and her two kids, and the grandma to those kids... All had converged upon our cousins for the weekend, and we were happy and excited to have them all over. Total count was 6 adults and 7 kids. Awesome.
In any case, I spent the day straightening up those kitchen counters (I think they have a chronic clutter condition) and getting dinner ready.. I browned up 2 lbs of young beef (1 year old) - very tender, maybe not the best option for spaghetti sauce, but oh well - adding organic tomato paste, (not organic) tomato sauce, homegrown (of course organic!) tomatoes, organic italian seasoning, etc etc, and FILLED a 6-qt crockpot to simmer all day. I mixed up some msg-free ranch dressing mix (that actually tastes good), and minced garlic for the garlic bread.
The kids were on the edge of their seat all day... FINALLY they were on their way, and the girls staked out the driveway in anticipation. After their arrival, it was an outdoor free-for-all of chasing poultry and running from the dog, piling on the all-safety-features-removed trampoline, and other fun kidstuff.
It was so nice to have everyone over, and though they left shortly after 8, it was really just right. I headed to bed about 9, and let me tell you: I didn't notice until just then, but I think I overdid it. My whole body was hollering, "hey! Don't you know there's gestation going on here?!? It takes effort! It takes energy! Slow it down, wouldya?" Of course, at that point, the only option was full-stop, and thankyouJesus for my bed.
That was 2 days ago. You'd think I'd have learned something.
Today I got up to my soaking-bread-dough and my soaking-breakfast-cookie-dough (don't know what soaking is about? That's cause I'm a crummy blogger. It's awesome, and good for you). I added the last of the breakfast cookie ingredients, and baked them. I warmed the bread dough, and finished that recipe, and over the course of a few hours baked 4 loaves of bread, plus one lower-gluten loaf for Organique, plus let the girls each make a 'bread bear' for tomorrow's breakfast. That was all a lot of work. But then I decided to try out some casserole recipes and freeze a few things 'for later.' So I browned 5 pounds of beef, and defrosted a package of organic genoa salami that I got on clearance (no nitrates!). I've had a 5 lb bag of mozzarella languishing in the spare fridge for too long, and thought that would be good to use. I made a batch of pizza pockets. Interesting, but tedious. We had a couple for lunch, and they were delicious. Oh, yes, I made pizza sauce, obviously. Then I boiled some noodles and made a 'pizza casserole' with the sauce, some noodles, some beef, some of that salami, mozzarella... I think that's it. Then I boiled more noodles and made a 'lasagna casserole.' It looks tasty. Then I broke out another giant can of tomato sauce and some corn tortillas and made an 'enchilada casserole.' With mozzarella, of course, not cheddar.
I thought I could quit then. But I couldn't. I had to wrap the casseroles in plastic, label them, and put the rest of the mozzarella, tomato sauce, enchilada sauce, and ground beef into ziploc bags to freeze for later use.
And then I threw it all into a box for Hubby to lug to a freezer when he comes home, because I can't.
I think I'm dead.