And then I go and do something like this.
I went to the store earlier (I know. I have enough food in this place to last a nuclear winter. SHUT UP. I needed milk) and was going to get some Chicken and Stars. But they only had the "Soup at Hand" version and I - in my selectively frugal ways - can't bring myself to spend that much for a can of soup.
When you see what I ended up with you'll know my logic is incredibly flawed - let's just get that out of the way.
I contemplated Annie's Mac and Cheese but realized I didn't want pasta. I perused Amy's Pizza selections but $4.29 for the personal sized??? I could not do it.
I had cheese at home so I decided to buy some Pillsbury dough and a jar of Classico Tomato Basil. "I shall make a pizza!" I exclaimed.
I moved to the kitchen, wincing as I peeled the paper from that demonic can that pops and always scares the crap out of me as I try and open it. (Like a Jack in the Box - I hate those things too. Who made up a toy that scares kids half to death? Weirdos.) I spread it out on the cookie sheet and realized it had a big gaping hole in the middle.
"Not to worry" I said to myself. "I am culinarily gifted. I'll make calzones!!!"
This is what I ended up with.
It tasted like what it looks like - a big stupid pile of dough. There wasn't enough sauce or cheese in it - nor was there enough seasoning. The other 'calzone' is in my fridge. I think I'm just gonna toss it. Or maybe I'll wrap it up and leave it by the Lutheran Church steps for the homeless guys who sleep there.
I've had too much Diet Coke today and now have a caffeine headache. I'm in the grumpiest of grumpy moods. I have decided that chorus and I will not meet today. Once the work day is over I'm going to head to the gym and walk for as long as I can take it. If the 80 min treadmill is open I might just hop on it.
At least I'll work off that monstrosity I ate for lunch.
Full disclosure - I really wanted to eat tater tots and pigs in a blanket for lunch. At least I didn't do that!
I'll be back - and hopefully in a better mood - later.
Caught up -- sorta. I started at one point and moved forward.
ReplyDeleteA while back you linked the blog post from last year's party and I re-read that. When you're having trouble staying on the wagon (that makes no sense in this context!), re-read it. Wow. :)
Looking good at party year #3. What a long way you've come.
Hope you're cheerier now! If not, we all have those days. :)
I'm still cranky but slowly getting better. Thanks for catching up!!
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean - and it's sometimes difficult to see the forest for the trees these days. Big jumps in terms of how I look or how much weight I lose are easier to measure. Smaller increments are just not as noticeable you know???
But I have come a long way and I should try and remember that. Thanks for telling me to. :)