Yes, I did get to leave a little early from work yesterday. But no, it was not a good day.
Which would explain why I’m sitting on my couch right now, staring at empty wine bottles.
Don’t worry- my friend Mon came over to help with that. I bribed her to come hang out. With food. Pizza, actually. I did the beer pizza dough again.Fun fact- I cannot, for the life of me, pronounce the name of this beer. So I just call it “Liney’s”.
Toppings for the pizza was a matter of what I had on hand.This time, it was mushrooms, red onion, chicken sausage, spinach, cheddar, mozzarella and chili pepper flakes. A mess of goodness. Fo’ sho.
Good thing we carb loaded with the pizza. Because otherwise, after watching The Kids Are All Right(Fantastic movie, by the way), we would have never had the energy to go out to a local bar to meet up with some of our guy friends.
Geared up in our hoodies and sweat pants. Because we’re classy like that.
Thank goodness they love us. And don’t judge.
I’m not a big believer in taking advil/tylenol. I try to avoid it at all costs. This started last year when I was recovering from the stress reaction in my femur. I was VERY careful to not overdo it, and questioned every little ache or pain. So I wouldn’t take any pain meds for it, because I didn’t want to make it feel better, think it could handle running on it, and actually make it worse. Is that weird logic? Maybe.
Point of the story- no advil to be found in the house this morning. When I really really wanted it.
There’s some around here somewhere. Surely. But it was giving me a bigger headache out of frustration, so I gave up and just started coffee instead.
Surprisingly, I didn’t wake up starving (which is normal). But knowing myself, it was only a matter of time. So the breakfast process was put into motion anyway.In the mix was approximately 1 cup of pancake mix made as directed (I say approximately because I ran out), 1/3 cup of oatmeal, and a handful of walnuts. Add some brown sugar because you’re feeling “kicky”. Pour into a ramekin. Then throw it in the oven to bake for about 25-30 minutes. Perfect- by the time the pancake came out of the oven, it was time to chow down.
Normally, I think this would serve two people just fine.
Normally. Told you that “wake up starving” thing would hit eventually.
I should probably get off my bum now. There are errands to attend to and I don’t want to run into the “closing early for the holidays” issue. So I’m up and at them… riiiiiigggghhhtttt….. now.
Or I’ll finish this cup of coffee first. Either/or.