Lunch: it looks gross, tasted fine, but actually left me feeling nauseous. Something about this taco-less taco salad was not working. I'll not be having it again. I Heart Baby Kale mix, avocado, salsa, vegetarian refried beans, nooch.
Dinner: once my appetite returned, I knew there was only one option for this rainy, chilly evening: Pho.
Remy's haircut also means he wants to cuddle more (read: I'm being used for body heat). He would like for me to remove the laptop, that he might occupy its space. He's in charge, so I bid you a good evening. . .