Paczki Day!
I feel like I have no time to get stuff done at the moment. I have multiple things to play catch-up on; the soonest I can get to any of that is tomorrow. I have a rule that I have to write about one band before I write about the other band, and preferably before I have my next rehearsal, but I'm having to forgo that at the moment. Part of me had wanted to deal with some of that during the Super Bowl on Sunday, but when your mother lays on you it's a little hard to do anything except just sit there. Also, I'm just plain tired. Saturday took a lot of energy. I may not be able to recoup that energy until the weekend.
It also doesn't help that I've been eating like crap for days. I am getting all my vice foods in now. Bread and cheese and waffles on Saturday, more bread and more cheese on Sunday, and oh look, leftovers (essentially) on Monday and Tuesday. Sunday had been BBC's birthday and he'd gotten a Portillo's chocolate cake to celebrate, so that came to work yesterday for a bit. My dad loves chocolate cake and I figured he'd disown me if I didn't have a slice in his name, heh. And then today's paczki day, and while it didn't seem like we'd be getting any, all of a sudden I came home and discovered one in the fridge. I only had half but at least I got one. Mom went out with the Red Hats yesterday to a pizza place downtown, where our old Walgreens had been, and she brought home a deep dish spinach pizza. I had some slim slices once I got home from work, plus some last cookies. Thank goodness I don't really celebrate Valentine's Day, so it falling on Ash Wednesday this year isn't that big a deal for me, but the crazy Lenten diet starts tomorrow. No sweets for me.
It also doesn't help that I've been eating like crap for days. I am getting all my vice foods in now. Bread and cheese and waffles on Saturday, more bread and more cheese on Sunday, and oh look, leftovers (essentially) on Monday and Tuesday. Sunday had been BBC's birthday and he'd gotten a Portillo's chocolate cake to celebrate, so that came to work yesterday for a bit. My dad loves chocolate cake and I figured he'd disown me if I didn't have a slice in his name, heh. And then today's paczki day, and while it didn't seem like we'd be getting any, all of a sudden I came home and discovered one in the fridge. I only had half but at least I got one. Mom went out with the Red Hats yesterday to a pizza place downtown, where our old Walgreens had been, and she brought home a deep dish spinach pizza. I had some slim slices once I got home from work, plus some last cookies. Thank goodness I don't really celebrate Valentine's Day, so it falling on Ash Wednesday this year isn't that big a deal for me, but the crazy Lenten diet starts tomorrow. No sweets for me.