...breakfast chocolate...
Kristin speaks the truth. Up here, March actually comes in like Cthulu, and pretty much stays that way for the whole month. With the occasional day above 50 as a tease. Of course, those days it usually rains.
Frank! My brother in March-hatred!
My friend Dan once said that March "is the incestuous offspring of winter and spring's hasty f*cking" which is probably my all-time favorite description of it.
VW, have a cookie. Have two. Hell, it's March, eat the cookie dough raw.
eat the cookie dough raw.
I did that last night. It was YUMMY! Usually my dough makes three pans of cookies. Emily and I (mostly me, I should note) ate so much cookie dough that I only made two pans.
Lunch today: 2 tomato basil veggie patties and cottage cheese.
I made chicken enchiladas last night but messed with the recipe and made it with brown rice (yum) and low-fat mozzarella (better than the cheddar IMHO). Topped with low-fat sour cream and no-fat salsa. SOOOOOOO effin good.
Oh Aims, that's just mean.
I'll make them for you when you come.
Okay, not mean! Happy! Six and a half weeks!!
Not that I'm, um...counting.
I'm fine with March because:
Hey, not February, month of pain.
I can still stand to go outside and in a few months, ugh.
I can't get enough carbs today for some reason. BREAD! GIVE ME BREAD!! *sigh*
And no romper room for us since the boy decided he'd rather take his nap earlier than usual. Oh, well. We already got out once today--to buy two baby gifts, more sleepers for O and some Victoria's Secret bras for me.
They are no longer going to carry size 40 in any cup size in the VS stores. Which SUCKS. However, since that means they are clearing out their stock, I got three BbV bras for $20 each. They are normally $41.
The only upside on March, for me, is that I often (including this year) get to travel at the end of it.
Aimee, that sounds yummy.
I have spent all day being tired and hungry and wanting my office-mate to shutupShutUpSHUTUP!
I swear, people who don't live here don't understand how fragile we Northerners are in March. March is so evil. EVIL. And I don't mean in a "cute little puppet fangs" kind of way.
Kristin speaks the truth. Up here, March actually comes in like Cthulu, and pretty much stays that way for the whole month. With the occasional day above 50 as a tease. Of course, those days it usually rains.
Oh, good. Kristin and Frankenbuddha have managed to turn my lighthearted gloom into actual glum. I have no idea how I'm going to get through March and possibly April, especially considering our lack of snow.
