OMG, just had the most amazing breakfast. I made some french toast with soy milk. I didn't have any vanilla so I threw in a bit of almond extract. Then when it was done I threw some Morningstar fake bacon into the pan. While I was getting that out of the fridge, I noticed I had some frozen peaches, so I mixed those up with a little sugar and some more of the almond and threw them in the pan once the bacon came out. Yum!
Also, while veggie hot dogs got immediately rejected, fake bacon passed the dog test handily. Huh. It was pretty tasty.
Sounds yum, brenda.
I've heard, though I've never tried it, that mixing a bit of chickpea flour into the soy milk makes really great French toast.
still in my pjs here too. did not have a good night and woke up all congested. After we get some food, we are taking a Target trip. In the meantime, I think I will call another of mac's friends since the first one I called is a no go for a playdate and mac needs someone that is not me to play with him this afternoon.
I just woke up for reals (I had some awake moments starting about 5:00, but I ignored them) and am also all congested and in PJs.
I am supposed to leave the house in half an hour too, so I can run errands before I go to brunch.
To sum up, coffeeeeeee
oddly, I rarely do weekend coffee. Perhaps today I should motivate. I think it night vastly improve my outlook. also a shower.
Both sound like very good ideas.
I am annoyed because once again my sister has gone out of town to see her "boyfriend" and left me with all the household chores and caring for her animals. plus i have to go to my 1 year old cousin's birthday party.
suppose i should get up and take a shower and prepare for the day, but i would much rather sit here on my couch and sulk.
Send the animals to the birthday party while you take the day off. And be sure to save her some chores.
tempting.
my sister and i have very different ways of doing things. this boyfriend of her's was supposed to come here last weekend, but instead he went out and got too drunk and didn't even call her to tell her where he was or what happened for, like, twelve hours after he should have been here. now, for the third time she's taking money she doesn't have to drive four hours to go see him. i just. don't. get it! she's making me crazy and if i say any of this to her she'll just act more like a teenager than she already is and want to see hime more.
I got up at a not-unreasonable hour (I've been sleeping way too late the past bunch of weekends) went out and got my hair cut, wandered the mill town, went to my favorite gallery there,bought a bronze fruitbat skull that will eventually be a dad gift, drove all over, erranded and grocery shopped. Only chore that's left is laundry, and that's tomorrow.
May go up to TJ's for some inspiration later. My eating habits have gotten so very boring.