… in which we process steadily onward.

Breakfast – cereal.  Supplies are beginning to run low.  I had biscuits leftover from the previous night’s dinner with jam and a glass of milk.

Lunch – LightGirl and LightHusband were perfidious and had trashy frozen things.  LightBoy loves his mother and remembered the leftover soup.  I forgot to eat lunch.  I was making gingerbread.

Dinner – we attempted to make fried rice, but searched high and low for the cover to the rice cooker.  So LightHusband redeemed his earlier perfidy by making something … it included tortellini, previously prepared chicken bits, mixed veggies (broccoli, carrots and water chestnuts?), and spill of dried cilantro all tossed together with sesame ginger dressing.  We called it Cilantro Surprise.

Then we watched the NHL All Star hockey game and ate popcorn.  We drank pomegranate spritzers with our popcorn … san Pellegrino with pomegranate juice.  We are so poor and destitute.  Bleh.  This is turning into a self-hatred event for me.  Perhaps I need to drop out now.

The gingerbread was delicious.  I’ve found a yummy dessert for our Saturday mini-retreat.  I need to find something fun for an afternoon snack … I’m sure I will.  I have a can of pumpkin in the pantry; maybe pumpkin bread or pumpkin muffins.  I also know we have mounds and mounds of frozen appetizer treats.  Ugh.  More self-hatred.