There was minimal breakfast bitching, which is a welcome change. I had a hankering for an egg sandwich, so I made ham, egg, and cheese on Ezekiel toast. It was pretty good, I have to say. I bought raspberries at Costco this week and they were sweet like candy, so I had some of those as well.
With a runny yolk. Tasty.
I feel like I was busy this morning, but I can't tell you doing exactly what. I did some dishes, but other than that I think that just the sheer noise and activity level left me feeling worn out. The boys asked to play outside, which was out of the question as it was 30 below, so they settled for the Lego movie instead. This means I got to watch them dance like robots and sing "Everything is Awesome" for 2 hours. Also the dog was practically attached to my side all morning.
I was hungry mid morning so I made some toast with sunbutter and raisins.
Like PB&J but not.
I fired up my Vitamix to make broccoli cheese soup for lunch. I never thought I'd make soup in a blender, but this is super handy for making small portions. I can make enough for lunch and a portion to take to work instead of making a giant batch and eating it for a year. I also finished up a quesadilla from dinner the other night (homemade with chicken and veggies). A weird combo, but it's what I had. The soup was fantastic.
It's such a vivid shade of green.
After taking the boys to 4k, I booked it home to grab some sleep. I know that sounds unbelievably lazy, but I had a 3 hour window that needed to be maximized so I wouldn't fall straight into a coma at work. I did actually sleep, but I had a seriously fucked up lucid dream. It involved one of the stand-up comics from the ship and the bus he drives for some reason, a stone cottage in Scotland, a few shitty teenage boys, a bunch of tourists and me driving the bus into the ocean. Fucked. Up.
After I got up I ate a bunch of raspberries. They were delicious.
I made spaghetti for dinner using the Wildtree spaghetti sauce blend for the first time. It was super easy and really tasty. The kids actually ate it. I win.
Spaghetti squash for me.
I actually managed to cook this spaghetti squash without exploding it or severing my hand while preparing it. Lucky day I guess.
I did get on the treader for 3 miles (plus I walked to-and-from school), but they sucked balls because the hormonal shitstorm I suppressed with pills last week is in full force. Funsies. Hey, at least I moved around a bit.
Back in the salt mine for a 7 day stint. Gotta make that money.