Did you know that coffee sales drastically increase during the months of August to May. You didn’t? Well that is probably because I made it up. But it sounds factual right? I mean, think about it…from August to May we are experiencing early mornings, late nights, busy afternoons, and an immense workload. It can only mean one thing….school.
The saying is: “when you love your job you never work a day in your life.” Ahem… I love my job but I love dawdling around in my pajamas even more. Especially at 5:45 in the morning. But alas…duty calls! So as boss-lady and I discuss what shall sustain us during this Saturday morning a couple of options came to mind…donuts, waffles, pancakes…cakes…birthday cake? No no… I’m only alloted one birthday cake breakfast a year…or maybe two,…three? Ahem…shake it off, Lauren. Shake it off!
Oklahomans, man. No one is as particular about their vegetables as we are. In one word? Finicky. I like that word…finicky. Oklahomans are finicky. We have two requirements for our vegetables. 1) Must be battered. 2) And then deep-fried. Now this is not a problem for most people…except for the unfortunate fact that I am not most people. After a stint in Nutrition class I have been rendered a hapless, health junkie. Yup, I traded in the mars bars for celery, peanut butter, and sweat bands (just kidding about the sweat bands). So how does one go about spreading her vast nutrition knowledge to others?? By hiding pure, unadulterated vegetables in the most obvious of places…PIZZA!
Hey, it’s me! You know…your neighborhood craft enthusiast! I’m back…and I’m here to tell you that this craft-crazy Oklahoma girl is about to get even more crazy…maybe even deranged. So here’s the deal: I am on the brink of yet another semester of school. And not just any school…nursing school. Translation: I’m trading in my social life for a grueling 18 weeks of all-nighters and coffee-induced comas.
Yesterday we embarked on the most dangerous mission known to man….tax free weekend. No man (or should I say woman) can deny it’s appeal. Credit cards are begging to be swiped, pocket books are pleading to be used, ATMs are yearning for a reprieve.
Today, Taste-Tester’s family is homeward bound from their vacation. This means at some point they will be by the house to pick up their dog, Riley. And this means I need to get my butt in gear, pry these hands off the keyboard, and get this house in tip-top shape. Had I known that the entire family was going to be in my living room dropping Riley off, I wouldn’t have left the house in such disarray the first time.
Alright alright…I know you guys just loooove heart-attack inducing southern meals, but the time has come…to talk of many things. Of shoes and ships and sealing wax…Of cabbages and kings! Hold on…That’s Alice in Wonderland. You guys aren’t here for that. But the time has come for some healthy food! Now don’t groan!! And hey! Stop rolling those eyes at me!