Posts Tagged ‘orange’

brrrrr

Friday, January 21st, 2011

Some days I just can’t warm up.

Today was kind of stupid, y’all. I have had this whole job/school thing going on lately, and despite some last minute McGyvering on the part of myself and my prospective boss the job thing has fallen through.

I’m all school all the time.

Except for that consulting business that I’m going to get up and running any second now. And also my blogging. And also some moving into a new house. I keep thinking I’m almost done with that, but I think it takes a lot longer than I’m giving it credit for – the whole moving thing.

On Tuesday I had this whole sadface thing going on because I forgot my lunch and had to eat crappy salad from the salad bar. Salad with weird generic meat and nasty wrinkly mushrooms. Much better: turkey, low fat cheddar, and mustard sandwich on whole wheat bread, eaten while walking from the gym to a meeting.

I was surrounded by lil engineer boys who found my photo taking kind of hilarious. Seriously, one stopped and pointed.

Dude, it’s a pretty sandwich.

I had an orange too, but I chose not to eat it during my meeting. No one likes that orange smell when they can’t have an orange too.

I snuck it in before my next class though. I don’t care if my classmates are jealous of my oranges.

Because I didn’t know if I was going to be school-Emma or work-Emma, I didn’t buy any school books yet. As school Emma, I have no books and therefore can’t do any homework.

Too bad.

I’m obsessively¬†labeling¬†instead.

Why didn’t I just write on the box?

Who can say.

Even the furniture got sticky notes.

The puppy is not amused by the boxes and the fact that her bed is mysteriously MIA.

She has a small brain and can’t seem to remember that she climbed out of it right before getting into the car at Crockett’s.

Part of the house that I haven’t started packing? The bathroom.

Because there’s a lot of crap in there and it’s all little and icky and I have to choose what to do and yada yada yada.

I returned to Crockett’s for a nice warm bowl of chili… but I got lazy and made a dinner smoothie instead.

Dinner smoothie: two handfuls of spinach, a handful of oatmeal, some yogurt, a frozen banana, and milk. In other words, it’s a breakfast smoothie with slightly less fruit.

And club soda.

I love club soda.

Downside of dinner smoothies?

I’m freaking freezing now.

Brrrr.