Mom gave me this for christmas. It was a war-time produced book with the purpose of conserving supplies while there is a shortage. I <3 it, and Can't wait to try some of the recipes
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Dear LiveJournal. It's 4 am, and I'm awake. I do believe that my stomach doesn't love me any more. This is decidedly not cool. I'm not sick, but I'm not well. Please make the Trotts and drymouth go away.
Goals: 50 pounds by my birthday (june 16th). About 2 pounds a week. Walk up both flights of stairs without being winded. Less-then 50 inch waist.
Promises: Acknowledge when I'm feeling depressed Be more outgoing (even if I have to Act), when I go out. Give compliments when the thought occurs to me, even if it would be awkward. Practice Wingman-