But nothing erases the shame of having to bring pâté sandwiches to school.
Oh my.
Oh, I don't think I've told this story. In 8th grade, we took a class trip at the end of the year to Madison. My mom let me make my own sandwich. I made an egg salad and sardine sandwich.
No, I don't know what I was thinking. I ended up throwing the sandwich into the bushes on the Capital Square.
I had some excellent food this weekend -- including cupcakes! -- made by my mother. Also found an apartment and had two job interviews. Good times. I'm so effing tired now, I can't believe I'm supposed to go to work tomorrow. God forbid I should sleep on the train! Or past 6:30 at my parents' house.
and while I really like peanut butter , I prefer almond or cashew
I used to make liverwurst and onion sandwiches for myself. On whole wheat. There was a reason I was considered one of the weird kids. Did it to myself.
YAY apartment!
do not like PB, do not like PB&J and did not eat it as a child. mac does not really like it either, which bums me a bit.
I used to make liverwurst and onion sandwiches for myself. On whole wheat. There was a reason I was considered one of the weird kids. Did it to myself.
I love liverwurst sanwiches, on a nice grainy bread with muenster cheese, lettuce, and mustard.
Love PB&J and liverwurst & onion sandwiches. Not at the same time.
Also found an apartment and had two job interviews.
Yay!
Go Jesse!
and another liverwurst lover here
Despite being stuffed from dinner, I am now craving a cucumber on sundried tomato bread sandwich.
So I'm looking at some of me freshly-minted coworkers' fb pages and while it is fairly tame...I SO wouldn't post that under my name! They are a decade younger than I. And while there are similar pictures of me out there, there is at least a degree of separation/pseudonyms/not stuff I share directly with non-good-friend coworkers.
I feel old. That's a new feeling.