Last night T and I accidentally stayed up past our bedtime. I mean, we were up REALLY late. Like, 10:30! Whoo! The crazy life we lead. The reason we were up So Late is that we got sucked into an episode of Hoarders. I had seen one too many people commenting about this show online and I had to see it for myself. Man, that show is like a train wreck in television form. I couldn't look away! After we finally peeled ourselves off the couch and headed for bed T proclaimed, "I love other peoples dysfunction." My wife, ladies and gentlemen. (I love her.)
I'm totally blaming my sleep deprived state for the fact that I nearly fell face-first down the escalator in my building this morning when I was rushing to my therapy appointment. My knee locked up for no apparent reason and whoo boy did I come close to taking a header down the stairs. When I got to therapy and was hurriedly explaining why I was so discombobulated Therapist said that she was having That Day, too, and not three minutes later she looked down at her sleeve and pointed out that her shirt was on inside-out.
Despite my discombobulation, my current attempt at Eating Like A Damn Adult is so far working out. I managed to stay productive last night and cook real food (chicken, crash potatoes, broccoli) and packed lunches for both T and I (chili, bread, potatoes, a banana and a brownie for her; chicken, spinach, sunflower seeds, yogurt, and clementines for me). I even ate oatmeal instead of kitkats for breakfast this morning. GO ME!
T's friend Holly was invited for dinner last night, but opted to stay home and do some grading. I was a bit bummed that she didn't come over - I love feeding other people. I'm not really a fan of cooking for the sake of cooking, nor cooking just for myself, but I LOVE to cook and bake for other people. There is just something soothing about feeding people. I used to do that a lot in college, and in fact that is how I soothed myself and a bunch of my friends on 9/11/01 - I spent the entire day, and much of the next few days, turning out baked goods and casseroles and burgers and whatever else I could make for people. Even now I bake treats for coworkers nearly every week during our busy season (late January to mid April), and have even been known to bring brownies in to my doctor's office upon request. I'm a total suck-up like that.
So who wants to come over for dinner tonight? I'm not completely sure what I'm making, though I will likely include crash potatoes again because MY LANDS those are good. I've been eating them regularly for probably a year and still it is only through a great show of restraint that I do not have them for breakfast. Have you had them? If notgo make them right now. I don't care if you're reading this at two in the morning. GO. Then come back and tell me how much you love them.
