This is what happens when your dog goes on a potty strike. What should have been a 45 minute walk this morning turned into a two hour walk. Brat. I’m more pig-headed than he is, though, so I won.
And now it’s time for a bedtime snack. I love cashews. I would sit and eat them all, so I keep a measuring cup in the container.
TFW your staff won’t share their peanut butter toast.
Bagels go with hummus, yes?
This little alien was on sale, so I couldn’t resist. I wouldn’t normally waste money on a unitasker, but it shuts automatically, so it will let me cook hard-boiled eggs while I’m in the shower. It also allegedly poaches eggs and makes omelets. And it’s really freaking cute!
It’s veggie eggs for breakfast, with baby bellas, green onions, spinach, and tomatoes.
This is what you do when you have eggs but no bread for toast. You make a pot of basmati rice (it’s not sticky), then fry it with spinach and green onions, then eat it with scrambled eggs. The leftovers are pretty good, too, so that’s going to be breakfast tomorrow.
(Please note that there are no dead people or dogs in this post. I’m not sure how that happened.)
Hark! I cooked a thing! Baby bella mushrooms sautéed in butter, with minced garlic and soy sauce.
It’s grapefruit season! Thomas and I are both excited about that.
Thomas is not impressed with the time change. He thinks we should go to bed early, anyway, but now he starts making hints even earlier. This was last night, but it’s not even 6pm yet tonight and he’s already starting to look askance at me.
I’ve been sick all weekend with a sore throat, and now a full-blown cold. After three days of my throat hurting, it was actually a relief when the rest of the symptoms joined the party. I was starting to think I had strep throat. Aieee! But no, it’s just a boring cold. So I stopped at the store to get more Kleenex, meds, and clementines. Like ya’ do.
And of course, I had to see what Thomas thought of them. He spit out the first one, but then changed his mind and decided he really likes them.
I decided a scrambled egg would be a nice change from oatmeal. Does a double yolk on a Monday morning mean this will be a good week?