Argh, Dana. Good luck.

Or the old reliable what-goes-bad-first algorithm.

That's how I decided to make quiche Monday (the cream was rapidly approaching its "best by" date, we had leftover grape tomatoes from Easter's salad, and leftover quinoa cooked in vegetable broth [which is EXCELLENT in quiche, BTW]). Basically, it was a clean-out-the-fridge quiche.

Yikes, Dana. Good luck, I hope it's just a little bump and not a derailment.

ita, I do think there's nothing wrong with cereal at 11. One of the advantages of living alone is that I can make a meal out of cold cereal or a whole roasted cauliflower, and there's nobody else here to judge me about it.

Hmm, I really need to get moving. I need to go to the post office and pick up my paycheck (the direct deposit didn't work and they overnighted it) and go to the bank and then go visit with my dad and work on his health insurance, and groom my muddy dog... But it's so comfortable here on the couch.

If things don't work out, I suspect the husband and I will be having a serious talk about dumping this realtor. It's not her fault the house has taken so long to sell, but there's other stuff about her that bugs. Like the fact that we specifically asked this week "should we be worried?" and she was all "Oh, no, no reason to worry."

a whole roasted cauliflower

Ever since I started making roasted cauliflower (I put smoked paprika on it -- SO GOOD), I want to eat it every day.

Sales~ma, Dana.

Ugh Dana, fingers crossed that it's just a bump as Suzi says.

I am with Steph on the somber palate rather than all black for funerals. I wore a black sweater and a grey/teal skirt for my sister's funeral.

My DH has amazing powers of hyperfocus. I suspect that he and his daughter both have the inattentive type ADHD.

(I put smoked paprika on it -- SO GOOD)

Ooh, good call. I have a ton of paprika that I got as a thank you gift last year, and I need to start using it before it expires.

And just for fun, MIL is having another surgery today, related to an infection that's hampering her chemo. Obviously, this sucks much worse for her, and is in no way comparable to us not being able to sell a house that we're lucky enough to afford.

But today still sucks.

Basically, it was a clean-out-the-fridge quiche.

So smart! I don't even know what I have in my fridge right now. Fennel and a bunch of carrots, I think, but probably a bunch of other stuff I have forgotten about. My inventory system has broken down a bit lately.