I have the best intentions. I keep buying mags promising simple meals, I keep tagging cookbooks with recipes to throw in the crock pot, I keep buying ingredients with great intentions. And the days escape me. And I'm exhausted. These allergies are getting the best of me and I have absolutely no ambition nor any gumption. I keep praying for a hard freeze just so I can get my mojo back! I am working almost every day this week with a cleaning project they have going on. The big thing this week is my high school reunion. 25 years. My gravy, how did this happen? Oh wait, because I'm old, that is how! My high school BFF forgot the date and scheduled a college visit for her son. Panic!! Some wonderful girls from high school that I reconnected with on Facebook and I are meeting at a hotel for a little pre-party party. Hmmm, reminds me of high school. We partied at hotels a lot. Don't tell my folks.
So this week is shot. I really need to get back on the proverbial horse and pull out some pans and food and just do it.
Now I need to go pluck all the greys from my hair, find something black to make me look thinner and get some hemorrhoid cream to make my eyes look non-crowed foot (footed?)