It's just the way it has to be.
I give you....Saturday's feast.
Needless to say, I could have eaten more. But when you're husband is 6' 4", cracks a century, and he says he's had enough? You regretfully pull your pig-arse appetite in and vehemently agree.
The rest of the weekend we spent hanging out with friends, perusing some kids shops, swimming, spending time as a family with our little man, cooking portuguese chilli chicken burgers on the BBQ and sipping pinot on the balcony.
Our weekends aren't overly special at the moment, but they're exactly what we need.
We've got special coming up in the next few months, so for now what is, is good.