Last night I made meatloaf in a bowl. I was supposed to go to the store and get some kind of super-comfort-foody assortment–my seasonal yen meter was wanting roasted chicken, squash, potatoes and chard–but just when I was about to make the last mile there, my daughter’s bladder became fit to burst and I also noticed that I suddenly had this painful stomach bloat problem, and in my non-stretchy jeans to boot. We peeled off and went home. I was going to change my pants and eat something. She was going to pee. We were going to get back in the car…but no…home felt better. So, I sauteed some ground beef, thawed a bag of frozen broccoli, and added it together with a huge potbellied can of lentil soup from TJ’s. It was really good! I would have loved to bake it with a big shmear of mashed potatoes on top but alas, not to be this time. I did not mind that it cost me no (new) cents.
Young Living has come out with a roll-on aromatherapy vial called Tranquility. It contains lavender, cedarwood and Roman chamomile…it’s soothing, and pretty, and petite, and portable. I’m all about it.
Honoree’s front right tooth is about to fall out, and it’s totally skewed to the side. Poor moo. She was asking me if she could stick a small wad of white chewing gum in the space so that it wouldn’t look so funny. Um…let’s keep brainstorming. Tomorrow is her birthday pool party at the local indoor “natatorium.” I am excited because I am looking forward to going down the 2-story high twirly slide. I also need to figure out a cake plan. Buy? Make? Cupcakes? No se. Baking at high altitude just intimidates me. I used to be so intrepid at sea level. I even made a friend’s 2-tier wedding cake…I will maybe do some research today on how to offset the altitude thing.
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