i barely have any cuticles left because i spent the whole weekend watching 24, ouch

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February 13, 2011 by Heather

Oh the anticipation of a new week that comes on a Sunday night.  The fridge is stocked with groceries.  The laundry is still on the laundry room floor in a heaping smelly pile almost done.  My belly is full with the indulgences that come with a weekend of low-key at-home yummy comfort food dinners eaten on the couch while watching 24.  Lasagna, salad, french bread, cookie cake.  French bread-turned-French toast with homemade strawberry syrup and freshly whipped cream.  Red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting.  And a small handful of Andes mints.  Small?  Who am I kidding..

Oh goodness how I love to eat.

Today while grocery shopping alone (Andrew took advantage of the gorgeous weather and rode his bike, woohoo!!), I bought kale.  I mean, I bought other things too, but kale was one of them.  I have decided to tackle the foods that intimidate me.  Goat cheese might be next.  Plans for the kale are to toss with a bit of oil, season with garlic salt & peppa, and roast until crispy.  No, I did not make this up.  It is apparently delicious to some people.  We’ll see how it goes over with the ol’ taste buds.  I just can’t imagine it in a soup or something like that.  I don’t do well with wilty, floppy flat things.  Heh heh.

So, V-Day is upon us.  I will spend it subbing for the high school secretary and going to cheerleading practice.  I am not good at secretarying.  I can never transfer calls correctly, so many times I act like I’m going to transfer someone and just hang up.  Oops.

Speaking of which, I need to go pack my lunch and head onto bed.  Later sweet pataters.

 

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