Ooooh. A casserole. yummmm. Sadly, when I am stressed, I eat. Frequently. More than I need. I wish I was one of those stress cleaners or shoppers or exercisers or even a baker or cook who doesn't eat the food. No cookie is safe within 100 yds when I am stressed!
Where is your hubs anyway?
He left Friday to head up to north LA for a football weekend. He took bubba to a LATECH football game, my alma mater!