If I ever need a laugh, I just check out the search engine terms used to find my blog. Today? “Dane Cook Pickles.” What the hell does that mean?
For the record: I hate Dane Cook, but I love pickles.
Now that THAT’S out of the way.
Breakfast may have involved half of a gigantic black & white cookie. ‘Twas delicious. But then I figured that I should probably supplement the sugar with something halfway wholesome:
Fage topped with half of a banana, sliced almonds and honey.
Jack and I met Brian for lunch today at Hacienda on Henderson. Man, what a disappointment. The food, I mean (sorry, Bri). Last time we ate there, everything was delicious. I was borderline obsessed with the salsa and the tacos were awesome. This time- notsomuch.
The salsa was way too spicy, and my brisket tacos tasted like little greaseballs. They had NO seasoning… I went to town with the salt shaker and my two tiny little lime wedges, but they were still super bland. The chips and rice were good, though, and Brian seemed to enjoy his short rib tacos. Oh, and the servers were sweet to Jack so that earns a few more cool points.
Tonight I managed to go for a quick run once Brian got home. Man was it HOT. But I pounded out 3 miles and then Jack and I hung out on a blanket and watched Bri do yardwork.
We finally managed to throw dinner together around 9. Once again I referred to my little Food Network Magazine booklet of “50 Egg Recipes” (the same one with the Moroccan Eggs). This time I pan fried hashbrowns and onions in a skillet. Once those were browned, I sprinkled on some cheddar and then cracked 4 eggs on top. Then I placed the whole skillet in the oven on 425 for about 5 minutes, until the eggs were cooked through.
I topped mine with salsa, avocado and sour cream.
And a big salad on the side.
So I am the worst, laziest hair-doer in the world. And yes, that is a word. Anyway, most of the time my hair is in this really awesome half-pulled through ponytail because it keeps it out of my face and out of Jack’s reach. It’s too wavy to wear down without blowing it straight first, and too straight to actually rock the wave. So I was excited yesterday when I saw the Goody Spin Pins at Target.
For around $6, you get these two corkscrew-shaped bobby pins. The idea is that you just twist your hair into a low (messy) bun, then twist one pin in from the top and one in from the bottom. And guess what?
This was my hair after a very windy evening at the baseball game. Aside from a few flyaways, the ‘do actually stayed in place for the most part. You don’t even need a ponytail holder. I’m pretty dang excited about it.
(Full disclosure: I used the pins again today and had to redo the bun a few times. Not a big deal. My hair is pretty fine and slippery, so those of you blessed with nice, thick hair probably won’t have this issue.)
Okay, I’m off to fold laundry and try to make it to bed before midnight. Later.
PS: Congrats to fellow food bloggie Gammypie on her new baby boy!!
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How do you eat your eggs?
Scrambled, usually. Fried eggs gross me out and hard-boiled take too long.