Late! This post is late. Yesterday’s breakfast was a crazy breakfast. Avocado, salsa, and some cottage cheese (last one was sorta a bad idea) all mixed up and eaten with some Organic Corn Chips I had lying around. I’m trying to eat what I have in the house, and there you have it.
Later, a pickle. Even later, my leftover ramen from Chuko.
As I said, I am trying to eat what I have in the house, and that includes pantry items, of which I have SO MANY. Do you know how many kinds of mustard I have? 7. I have seven kinds of mustard. Nut butters? FIVE. All of which are unopened because of the scary oil at the top. I hate dealing with that shit. So I opened a jar of sunflower seed butter (which cost a small fortune btw )and dumped it in an attractive earthenware bowl and beat the crap out of it with a wooden spoon and mixed it all up and dumped it back in the jar and shoved in the fridge. THERE. NOW USABLE. But before I fridge’d it, I made a little sandwich.
Open-faced pb&j. Did I smoke some smokiness yesterday? Maybe. Maybe I did.
Some mango hi-chews, obvs.
dos of these
Then I walked to Ringo’s house and picked up her and Casey and we went to Roscoe’s for dinner, where I had two slices of pizza.
Then we went to Guero’s for dessert nachos and margaritas and some more beer.
Sigh. Oh, Guero’s, you slay me.
Be nice to yourself. Or, as my therapist says, “kind” to yourself.