Husband woke up whining and complaining about Easter dinner. He wants ham and wine. Whine, whine. He says he’s getting sick of chickpeas and I better not make any beans for Easter. So, now I have to plan a fancy vegan feast, which is fine except that after he eats it he will still complain about being deprived of Easter dinner. I have a week left on this cleanse. I am not cooking a ham. Man, now I understand where my brother is coming from.