Kill me

Just put me out of my misery. I've been cooped up in my office all weekend studying for my next test which I take tomorrow. It's on mechanical and electrical systems. Need I say more?

What was I thinking?

In a moment of glorious gluttony I ate an entire box of macaroni and cheese. My only consolation to myself is that it was labeled "organic". I don't think that really matters to my stomach at the moment.

barf.

Our first gift

Ady, our oldest cat, has now been an outside cat for about two months. Morgan and I knew at some point, since cats are hunters, that she would inevitably bring home "gifts". Tonight we received our first.

We were laying on the couch and heard some crying at the door. I opened the front door and sitting in front of me, with my kitty so proud, was a slice of a roasted potato with barbecue sauce on it. I nearly fell over laughing. Don't get me wrong, I much prefer this to a mouse or lizard. I'll take a potato any day.

Good kitty.

Late night pajama feast via successful product placement

I regularly have spontaneous cravings, especially at night when I'm starving. Usually I can never convince Morgan to go with me and act on my cravings, which is annoying, but in the long run better for my health and pocket book.

Unfortunately, last night was not such a night. We were sitting on the couch at 8:45 last night, getting more and more hungry. We flipped the channel and on came a program about the first McDonald's and the history of the "restaurant". Wouldn't you know it...I had to have two single cheeseburgers, fries and a coke.

We were already in our pajamas, but I didn't care (Morgan did, he put on some pants), I grabbed my keys and walked out the door in my pajamas and slippers and we drove to McDonald's (we did go through the drive-thru).

I must say, it was quite satisfying.

Life's not fair

I work out at least three times a week, including cardio and weights. Morgan lays on the couch and eats popcorn and ice cream. And yet, I still need him to unscrew the blender's blade from the pitcher when I've let the leftover smoothie/sticky fruit dry at the bottom. Why do I even bother?