Gotta blame it on something…
Nothing like starting your day with getting Milli Vanilli lyrics stuck in your head… am I right?
That’s what I said yesterday when my boss asked if I ran yesterday morning (we often compare workouts and such- this isn’t weird by any means).
The alarm went off. I did not get up. And fell back asleep to the lull of steady rainfall…. ahhhhh…
Looks like someone switched up their rest day…
It didn’t help that it was just so cold and gloomy. The whole day.
I thought it was spring?
It made me feel better…
Anyway, the idea for the pepper and onion combo came from when my dear friend Mon gave me some focaccia flatbread to try. She wasn’t too hot on the garlicy butter flavoring it had. And since I’ll try almost anything once (*almost* anything), I accepted the challenge!
After sautéing the peppers and onions in olive oil and balsamic, I piled them as high as I could on the focaccia flatbread. And covered them with mozzerella.And snuck in some chicken sausage I had leftover from a few days ago. Why not?
My mistake here was forgetting to toast the focaccia a wee bit before piling the sandwich. Why do I always do that???
At least I broke out the big guns to warm it up and smash it together like a panini.In case you forgot or don’t know, this is what a George Foreman knockoff looks like. With a sandwich in it. Woot.Melty cheese. It’s a beautiful thing.
And that would be organic broccoli from the Trader Joe’s freezer section peeking out from behind my panini. Yes, organic. What happened to their regular frozen broccoli? This has been causing me stress for weeks.
Seriously. It has. I love that people make a point of eating organic. But until there is a little more spending cash in my wallet (ie a little less debt in student loans), I don’t make a big deal out of eating either way. We’ll reassess this viewpoint in maybe a few more years… mmmk?
Until then, I’ll just have to remember to put it on the list of things I get at my local grocery store. Whatev.
And before we leave, I feel there are a few notes on yesterday’s post:
- I’m such a nerd for not even thinking to call them “taco cupcakes”. But I like it. So go make some…
- I followed up with my friend on if he was feeling better yesterday during the day. He did (because I know you were concerned). He also asked, “did I mention the whopper I had like an hour or two before the wings?”.
Happy Hump Day, everybody! Unlike the night before, last night didn’t include much sleep. There’s a little stress. No worries- it’s good stress. But stress nonetheless.
What else does one expect? No one said growing up was easy.