One full week complete

I think we've done pretty good.  A couple of slips with the sugar in the tomatoes and I don't think that I made the ghee right.  Last night, my parents came over for dinner.  We had steak, asparagus, brussel sprouts, mushrooms, and mashed cauliflower.  All were Whole 30 compliant except for the mashed cauliflower - I added half and half to them.   I thought the whole dinner was pretty good.  But with my parents, it could be spectacular, Michelin 5-star quality and they would still find something wrong.   So since it's a guarantee that my parents are going to complain about the dinner behind my back,  I was trying to fix a meal that was within the 35% margin for complaint.  

On a side note, I guess that's where Haley gets it from.  We had a good old-fashion, Mommy Dearest style fight on Sunday morning.  She was late for our hair appointment with Kathy.  She had the car and was going to pick me up.  I called at 9:50 (appt is at 10)  to see where she was -and she was still downtown!  So I had to pray that the old truck would crank up to get me there.  Kathy isn't one for folks being late and I don't blame her.  So I fussed at Haley over the phone.  So when she got to the appointment, she apologized to Kathy and proceeded to pout the rest of the time.  When we got home, I tried to explain why I was upset with her.  Well hell bells, she turned it into I hated her, she couldn't do anything right, I was never happy to see her like her friends' moms...blah, blah, blah.  So carb deprivation kicked in and I went off on her.  I said and called her some things that I really regret.  

Joey took her back downtown.  He said she was pretty upset.   I sent her a text trying to patch things up without giving up my stance that her bad attitude HAD to improve. She's already got in trouble with her friends at school because of her whining, complaining, etc.   I can't take the blame every time something goes wrong in her life.    Joey said I did the right thing and he's very good at diplomatic resolution. 

In the text, I asked her to call me.  She hasn't yet.  So I think that if I haven't talked to her by Wed, I'm going to pack up her school paperwork, give it to her, and tell her that she's on her own.