Jul. 11th, 2010

butterflydreaming: "Cris", in blocks with a blinking cat (Default)
It's Sunday evening, the sun is still shining (and will for hours yet), but I am feeling that "Aaah! It's almost Monday!" dread that I felt in kid school days. I hated school. Maybe I hated it more for stealing that last part of my weekend, too.

But there are hours more left of Sunday, I tell myself. I don't have to even think about work until I get there, over twelve hours from now. It doesn't suck *that* much, I tell myself.

Haven't eaten much of anything today due to the heat diminishing my appetite. Now I am past hungry, but still wish I could skip eating. We bought a lot of potatoes before the heat rolled in. I worry about them sprouting & going bad, but don't know a lot of hot weather cooking that involves potatoes. I loved them baked, roasted, or made into soup or stew. Hot weather = like, salad. Cous cous with haloumi cheese and maybe falafel. Hoagies.

Hmm. Idaho Potato Commission has a bunch of potato salad recipes, nicely presented on a nifty website. D has never eaten potato salad! He doesn't like pickles or onion, and I don't like hard boiled eggs, and that makes it difficult to find a recipe.

I don't want to cook or even go out for groceries. I don't *have* to cook or do the shopping; he doesn't expect it. If I don't go to the grocery store, though, we will end up both eating late and out at some restaurant still open. It's too easy and we can't afford to do that.

I got about 500 words writing this morning, which lately is a good word count. Touya-Yue scene (fanfic) that is still in progress. I could stand to take a break, a short one to figure out if I want to go back to write an earlier part tonight or if the boys tell me where their discussion goes from where we left off.

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