So it’s that really yucky part of the spring when it’s cold and damp and the snow is melting to reveal mud and trash. Last night I had a cheese sandwich for dinner – a sub, made with whole wheat sub bun bread from the sub shop up the street, sliced Tillamook cheddar from Costco, carrot & daikon slaw from the meatball bahn mi sandwiches I had made to eat while watching the Oscars, and Ovens of Brittany dill mustard dressing. I warmed up the bread a little, but somehow it still was a cold and not quite satisfying dinner. I finished off the Hershery’s kisses that had been in a (covered to keep the cats out) serving bowl in the counter.
Today I went over to the co-op for a 7:30 a.m. finance committee meeting, and then had about 50 minutes to fill, before a staff meeting to announce the site of the new store. My plan was to go to the coffee bar up the street, get coffee and sit and work on my slides for tomorrow’s lecture. I had a Tupperware of Cheerios and a banana and a spoon in my bag, and I bought a pint of milk to put on my cereal.
There were no seats whatsoever at the coffee place at 9:20 a.m. on a Tuesday, so I went back to the co-op, parked on the street, pushed the seat back in the car, and ate my cereal & banana in the car while reading a book.
After the meeting, I came back home to work and wait for the furnace man – the thermostat’s been being weird and the heat’s been dropping too much before it comes back on – we ended up with a new thermostat, but that’s another story.
I wasn’t really hungry, but I still felt I deserved some kind of sit down breakfast, so I finished the carton of Mountain High yogurt with a little granola. I guess I really just need my mommy to make me one of her comfort foods, like tapioca pudding with the egg whites whipped so it’s fluffy, and eaten warm, or maybe fried bananas.
Work-at-home yogurt & granola, with laptop on the side
