Guess what I did yesterday? I asked my husband this very question, and he said, "Went for a walk?" I said no. He said, "Put up the new chandelier?" I said, uh, no. I watched Paula Deen! A whole show! I'm not sure he got the significance of that. But after being unable to look at a print ad of food, let alone sit through a single television commercial (I hate you more than ever, Quizno's) for the last two months, watching a WHOLE cooking show is a momentous occasion.
And are you ready for this? I even shopped for, and cooked one of the items she made (beefy mac, though of course I didn't actually consult her recipe at all. Not EVERYthing has changed around here). There just may be hope for me yet. (Okay, I'm still too preoccupied to post a picture quite yet, but soon. Soon...)