|Carter's "Man-burger:" 2 veggie burgers,|
fake bacon, tomatoes, lettuce, & mayo
on an everything bagel...
at least it's not a donut?
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
so close to the edge of sleeping
Today, I bought my domain name and got a free latte at Ground Zero because my punch card was full. So, all-in-all, not a bad day? I talked to my mother-in-law, who is going to share ingredients with me for homemade laundry detergent and dish soap, and I'm considering whipping my own Shea butter... so, I'm maintaining a positive attitude and am planning to keep things clean and well-moisturized. For dinner, I made barley, beet, & feta salad, and it was tasty. I wish I would've taken its photo, but I sometimes feel bad for myself when I consider taking pictures of food. I think: Really? Are things so bad that you need to take pictures of your food?
I've been reluctant to mention that C barfed all weekend, because I didn't know if I could talk about it without trying to describe how absurdly disgusting the situation was. Do you know how much pre-teenage boys eat? Seriously: gross (see photo). His appetite rivals Paula Deen's. I'll leave it at that. Today, he finally went back to school, and I finally scribbled some things off of my to-do list. Mostly, I'm sharing this information to brag that whilst washing sheets and clothes and scrubbing the vomit bugs away, I wrote a poem each day. And, the cherry on top: I have this lovely cold in my face that makes me want to sleep always (I almost wrote: all ways, which is also accurate). Hooray for poem a day!
Posted by Angela Voras-Hills at 7:32 PM