Posts Tagged ‘beer’

Sunday nights make me sad

So last night, there was some drinking.  Champagne, of course, because I’m classy.  And then, Chris convinced me to make those evil no bake cookies again.

And so I made 1/4 of the recipe, like usual.  Except somehow, someway, I DIDN’T EAT ANY.  I have no idea where I found this willpower, but I hope it sticks around.

Of course that means that Chris ate it all:

I took this picture right after he said, “I can’t believe I’m eating all of this.  I’m disgusting.  It’s like I just got dumped by my girlfriend.”

This is the kind of thing that needs to be documented on the Internet for the world to see, don’t you think?

Anyway, I did end up eating half of a Z Bar a little later:

And then today, well, that was every bit as exciting.  I did laundry, cleaned the apartment, bought Jack a new collar, and watched about seven episodes of Sex and The City.  During which, I had the other half of the Z Bar:

And the end of a bag of Sun Chips.  It was about five chips and some scraps:

And I also had a Corona because it was a HOT day here in Brooklyn and I needed some refreshment:

And then I made this fabulous dinner that involved intricately stacked eggplant, zucchini, pesto, fresh mozzarella, balsamic vinegar, spinach and tomatoes.  You’ll have to trust me on this because I forgot to take a picture. I know you believe me.

Now, I’m probably going to eat an ice cream sandwich and watch The Next Food Network Star while lamenting the fact that, once again, I am not in the running.  Sigh.


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Sorry for the lack of posting, I was rushed in the afternoon.   Let’s try to back track.

So yesterday afternoon, I had this bowl of cucumbers and tomatoes:

And a bunch of grapes, which I didn’t photograph.  Then for dinner, Chris and I went to Chipotle and I got a burrito bowl:

Then we went to happy hour for a drink, and I had a beer at the concert:

Bad pictures, I know.  I didn’t have time to get batteries for the camera until this morning.

I also succumbed to grilled cheese and Sun Chips when we got home.  I am about 50 – 50 on this.  Sometimes I can resist, sometimes I can’t.  Last night, I definitely could not.  But you know, I did a lot of dancing and some pretty vigorous arm waving at the concert.  Exercise makes me hungry.

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