Comfort Food

I have been cooking too much these past few days: mustard chicken, homemade doughnuts, funky jello layered creations, sloppy joes, yogurt smoothies. My family loves it, although we all have very full bellies and no one's clothes are going to fit soon if this keeps up. Food is comforting to me. Food is how I nourish my family- body and soul. I'm a little stressed right now, a little overwhelmed, so I just keep cooking, just keep tending my little family. You don't want to know how much butter I've used over the past 72 hours. It's not right, but it's okay. Soon I will be the same- never quite right (it's what makes me interesting), but okay.