Hump Day Slump

I’m just gonna be upfront about it: this post is going to be lame.  And I realize a lot of my posts have been lame recently, but this one really takes the underachievement cake.  It’s sort of not my fault, because my camera was randomly being finicky and low-battery.  But it also sort of is, since I only ate three (count them, 3) items today.  Tomorrow?

For breakfast I made Adam and I Green Monsters.

(For 2) 2cups frozen spinach, 2cups frozen strawberries, 2cups oj w. calcium + vitamin d.  I made this mix to appeal to the husband, but it did NOT appeal to me.  I drank the whole thing in spite of preferring the flavor of my original gm and ended up with serious acid reflux.

My stomach was super painful all morning and by the time I was finally hungry again I could only think about one thing – a turkey sandwich.  So I went out and got one.

A Turkey Grill, no bacon no butter on the bread, from Coulter Bay.  And yes, I ate the fries.

When the husband came home around 6 it didn’t take much arm-twisting to get me to agree to head back to Sweet Tooth.

If I’m really being honest, it was mostly that I’d been home all day except for lab and I wanted to show off my cute top!

Adam got a gigantic sundae (he tore into it so fast I couldn’t even photograph) but I opted for a bear cookie.

I didn’t even realize it was a Black and White Cookie, my very favorite, until I started eating.  My nickname for the husband is ‘Bear,’ so it’s possible I took out some of my marital tension on the cookie –

Whoops!  😉

I guess it’s a good thing I got fruit and veggies in at breakfast?!  Hope everyone else had a happy Hump Day.

Does your significant other have a pet name?  He’s Bear and I’m Mouse.  Gag, I know!

8 thoughts on “Hump Day Slump

  1. Emily, your posts are not lame! I love them because they are easy to read and fun, too.
    Sometimes you need cookies for dinner. (Adorable by the way)
    And your nicknames are cheesy but I think it’s cute.

    I hope your leg starts to feel better. I’m dealing with a linering piriformis injury (aka, butt hurts!) and it just sucks.

  2. mmm, black and white cookies! I once had one in NYC (a few years ago) and i always reminisce about how incredible it was. Too mad I’ve never come across one since…I could do some major damage if they were readily available to me.

    My husband’s nickname is Meeker (real name Michael) and his name for me is Mushroom (or some variation of that: Mushy, Shroom, Smash…it’s a long disgustingly lovey-dovey list)

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