Lunch: the best of intentions.
I didn't mind feeling hungry when I went to yoga. I heard my tummy growling while I caught up on the phone with my cousin. During Remy's walk, I was grumpy. But it quickly turned to "hangry". I gave myself permission to have whatever I wanted for dinner. The result:
It's a good thing I took a picture, because this Native Foods Reuben lasted about eight minutes once I got home. The pickle was eaten in the car (so as to not road rage anyone on the way home).
This week is Teacher Appreciation Week. Yesterday, there were donuts, today there were Chinese Take-out boxes with "We are fortunate to have you!" on the outside. Inside:
(The scratch ticket was non-winning, which is why I am here blogging, and not on my private jet to the Azores.)
See you on Thursday!