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tiamatladyit took me long enough at the store, to pick out less than ten items and spend $25 (which still astounds me, but I think I have at least 5 to 6 meals out of it, along with some things I have here. Tomorrow night I'm having Chicken over AngelHair with a Creamy sauce. *drools* IF I get home before 10, which MIGHT not be happening. *sighs*) And I bought humus, which I get cravings for, and crackers, which were buy one get one free. Right now, I'm having salad, which is SO exactly what I want. I'm going to get another helping (Ah, the bagged salad, greatest invention since sliced, prebagged bread) and leave off the meats, but add more pickles. I love pickles, and I splurged on the garlic halves, and they're super yummy cut up into the salad.
*crunch crunch*
*pause for more salad*
now, I feel that I need to defend myself here, as usual, regarding my grocery choices. This isn't from anyone HERE, it's leftover nonsense from "friends" who "helped" by pointing out how I was wasting stuff and I should buy ingredients, and build meals, rather than buying prepackaged. Let's take the salad. I bought a bag, I'm paying for packaging. I'm also paying for the convenience of having things there done for me. I could have bought lettuce, and carrots, and radishes, and cabbage and cut everything up. The chances of me getting tired of salad tomorrow are HIGH. Had I bought all that stuff, it would have gone bad before I could eat it all. The bag has enough for me to eat in two or three salads, it's ready, I don't have to worry about it. Personally, I find it more cost effective, than throwing out food.
HA! Of course, the humus was unnecessary, but I won't think so when I'm eating it in a day or two.
I wish Cambridge UK wasn't five hours ahead *evil grin* I'm feeling like chatting, and there's no one online right now who does too.
So, where was I?
My last post had us on Monday. I had had a minor breakdown and needed some me time, and got some. Poor![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
poetman who had gone into town with R had to turn around and come right back home. Plus, I feel bad that he felt he had to leave AT ALL. Considering I slept on the couch for most of the time they/he was gone. I spent some time with J on and off, and we had YUMMY Indian dinner together. Honestly, even I didn't find their food spicy. My Chicken Tikka Masala was SUPER delish. Then, with J's permission, after hearing from R and that she was going to be hanging about London for a lot longer, I went over to see emarkienna. Let's just say - I'm glad I met him. There's something about being called beautiful from a cute little Gothling, that makes one believe it.
I popped home, although I'd warned J I might not be home, but I didn't think it was a good idea for me to spend the night with M. I'd worn him out *grins* and I wasn't sure _I_ could handle snuggling over night and in the morning when I was leaving in two days. I'm glad I did, I was able to talk to R about stuff.
Tuesday I got up and found J getting ready to head to the gym. He immediately squashed that, and we all decided to go on out for the day, and do some shopping, and lunch, and, the ever threatened "punting" on the river Cam. We had a nice, although hurried and over potatoed lunch (because I'm SO stupid and thought "ships" meant CHIPS, you'd think by now I'd have caught on that this meant FRIES, duh. This reminds me of the Cookies versus Biscuit debate I'd had with pooremarkienna on Sunday. )
Just to clarify, punts are small boats, powered by paddle, or in this case, river pole, to get up and down river. J rents one, having "always wanting to try it." "It" being this no more than four person piece of plywood (it fees like) with a NARROW platform on one end for the "punter" to stand on and push and/or steer the boat. We told J, if he wants to do this, he'd better be prepared to do the "punting" cause we were NOT. I was DEATHLY afraid he'd fall in! But, he got the hang of it WAY quicker than I would have. I have pictures taken, but I'm too tired to look into putting them up right now. I feel I must warn the people at large in Cambridge, that next time we visit, there will be Pirate Raids on the river, by the Redheaded Punt Pirate, and her lowly cabin boy!
Argh! Tired - I'll finish this tomorrow, after I get my rant out regarding work. I'm SO tired. plus I want to find the pictures I took.
*crunch crunch*
*pause for more salad*
now, I feel that I need to defend myself here, as usual, regarding my grocery choices. This isn't from anyone HERE, it's leftover nonsense from "friends" who "helped" by pointing out how I was wasting stuff and I should buy ingredients, and build meals, rather than buying prepackaged. Let's take the salad. I bought a bag, I'm paying for packaging. I'm also paying for the convenience of having things there done for me. I could have bought lettuce, and carrots, and radishes, and cabbage and cut everything up. The chances of me getting tired of salad tomorrow are HIGH. Had I bought all that stuff, it would have gone bad before I could eat it all. The bag has enough for me to eat in two or three salads, it's ready, I don't have to worry about it. Personally, I find it more cost effective, than throwing out food.
HA! Of course, the humus was unnecessary, but I won't think so when I'm eating it in a day or two.
I wish Cambridge UK wasn't five hours ahead *evil grin* I'm feeling like chatting, and there's no one online right now who does too.
So, where was I?
My last post had us on Monday. I had had a minor breakdown and needed some me time, and got some. Poor
poetman who had gone into town with R had to turn around and come right back home. Plus, I feel bad that he felt he had to leave AT ALL. Considering I slept on the couch for most of the time they/he was gone. I spent some time with J on and off, and we had YUMMY Indian dinner together. Honestly, even I didn't find their food spicy. My Chicken Tikka Masala was SUPER delish. Then, with J's permission, after hearing from R and that she was going to be hanging about London for a lot longer, I went over to see emarkienna. Let's just say - I'm glad I met him. There's something about being called beautiful from a cute little Gothling, that makes one believe it.I popped home, although I'd warned J I might not be home, but I didn't think it was a good idea for me to spend the night with M. I'd worn him out *grins* and I wasn't sure _I_ could handle snuggling over night and in the morning when I was leaving in two days. I'm glad I did, I was able to talk to R about stuff.
Tuesday I got up and found J getting ready to head to the gym. He immediately squashed that, and we all decided to go on out for the day, and do some shopping, and lunch, and, the ever threatened "punting" on the river Cam. We had a nice, although hurried and over potatoed lunch (because I'm SO stupid and thought "ships" meant CHIPS, you'd think by now I'd have caught on that this meant FRIES, duh. This reminds me of the Cookies versus Biscuit debate I'd had with poor
emarkienna on Sunday. )Just to clarify, punts are small boats, powered by paddle, or in this case, river pole, to get up and down river. J rents one, having "always wanting to try it." "It" being this no more than four person piece of plywood (it fees like) with a NARROW platform on one end for the "punter" to stand on and push and/or steer the boat. We told J, if he wants to do this, he'd better be prepared to do the "punting" cause we were NOT. I was DEATHLY afraid he'd fall in! But, he got the hang of it WAY quicker than I would have. I have pictures taken, but I'm too tired to look into putting them up right now. I feel I must warn the people at large in Cambridge, that next time we visit, there will be Pirate Raids on the river, by the Redheaded Punt Pirate, and her lowly cabin boy!
Argh! Tired - I'll finish this tomorrow, after I get my rant out regarding work. I'm SO tired. plus I want to find the pictures I took.
