The cooking gods are conspiring against me. My plans to do a big cook-up went by the wayside since my son came home for the afternoon. (He was meeting my older son for a concert and thought he'd come home for Parker's b-day and a free lunch LOL.) Can't say no to that!
My friend who is recovering from foot surgery wants to get out of the house, so she's coming over to watch the movie today (postponed from Gigi pick-up day). Oh boy. I'll try to fit some cooking in somewhere.
I know I wanted to start posting more words-of-wisdom to myself posts, but I got nothing this morning. I'm tired! Up early for my workout class and a poor night's sleep.
I made a horrible mistake last night -- worst of the worst. I wanted to read before bed, so I brought Gigi into the bed with me to cuddle. Guess who didn't want to crate after that?? Ugh. I know better. Normally, I won't take a foster out of the crate once crated (like a little kid who won't go to bed). But she carried on so much, I thought maybe she needed to poop (she hates to go on her pee pads for #2). So I got up, dressed, took them both out (she did poop) and back to crate. Then back to barking and barking and barking ... on and off for hours. Lesson learned.
That said, my brain is a bit foggy this morning.
Glad for the early class though. I might have a little time to get some cooking done before the movie. Today is actually leg day. Yesterday ended up being buns and triceps.
Okay, I really am a girl of few words today -- I still got nothing. I'm boring myself. Have a great Friday! Later gators.
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