Hmm. I miss wearing my favourite skirt. Shallow, huh?
But I really like that skirt... and I had a moment of grieving the other day when I realised that, while having the baby might enable me to wear some of my favourite skirts and trousers again, most of my favourite *shirts* won't be suitable for breastfeeding, and so... who knows? I may never wear them again!
Odd that that bugs me, because I'm so not a clothes person. But I think the boredom of only having 3 fittable outfits is beginning to tell... I have my painting-the-house outfit, my 'nice' outfit (which is looking less nice as the weeks go by) and my 'comfy' outfit, which is my 'nice' outfit with a different top.
As long as the outside of a steak is seared, I don't see why there should be any risk of food poisoning. If I remember my food health and safety certificate info rightly, the bacteria only grow on the surface of the meat. If the surface is all munched up, as in mince, the whole lot has to be cooked through, but on a piece of meat like a steak the inside can be as rare as you like, as long as the germies on the outside have been flamed away.
I eat medium rare steak, anyway. I've been trying to get my iron levels up! But I haven't been too paranoid about the infinitesemally-tiny-risk-of-listeria food bans, frankly. Pregnancy's hard enough without agonising over what might happen if I down the milkshake I've been craving for days! That said, I'm lucky that I don't like a lot of the 'forbidden' items anyway--alcohol, coffee, raw fish and so on.
Oh, and I miss biking. And being able to take long walks without feeling sore.