Farmer's Breakfast
For some reason, this morning when I got in from chores I was absolutely ravenous. I could have eaten a horse, and I'm not talking about a snack-size pony treat, either. I actually ate a bowl of cereal and a glass of juice when I woke up around 6:30, but by the time I got in the house at 9:30 or so, I was hungry again.
My response to this was to make myself a Hot Pocket, because they were in the freezer, screaming at me: "Eat us! We're delicious and full of cheese!" So I ate one. And it was delicious and full of cheese.
And then half an hour later, I was starving again. So I fried myself not one, but two eggs and ate them with toast. I only held off on the bacon because it was frozen. I don't think I'll be hungry again until tomorrow.
Mmm, cholesterol.
And now I'm unable to access anything but Livejournal. The Dope is down for me, Ravelry is down, I can't read any of my e-mail, and Google is tossing back half my searches. So I'm going to go clean or something. Maybe eat some dark, leafy greens.
My response to this was to make myself a Hot Pocket, because they were in the freezer, screaming at me: "Eat us! We're delicious and full of cheese!" So I ate one. And it was delicious and full of cheese.
And then half an hour later, I was starving again. So I fried myself not one, but two eggs and ate them with toast. I only held off on the bacon because it was frozen. I don't think I'll be hungry again until tomorrow.
Mmm, cholesterol.
And now I'm unable to access anything but Livejournal. The Dope is down for me, Ravelry is down, I can't read any of my e-mail, and Google is tossing back half my searches. So I'm going to go clean or something. Maybe eat some dark, leafy greens.