I made the mistake of reading something about Cinnamon Toast Crunch earlier today, which led to me cruising down the cereal aisle at Walmart this evening. I don’t usually buy cereal (it never fills me up for breakfast), but I couldn’t get the idea of CTC out of my head. I bargained with myself and eventually caved on the organic version of it – I know it’s not really any healthier, but at least it has less artificial stuff in it.
Turns out, buying it was a good decision – I had it for dinner and it tasted amazing. I can’t remember the last time I bought a sugary cereal for myself, so no wonder it tasted so good. And surprisingly, I’m not hungry for anything else (yet).
Hmm, what are the odds I wake up in the middle of the night with a growling stomach? ;)
I made something fun and new for a special breakfast treat today – a cake batter smoothie. I looked up a bunch of recipes on Pinterest and combined a few to make mine, but I was surprised at how closely the taste really did resemble cake batter. Less sugary cake batter, sure, but add a little cheesecake puddiing mix and butter extract to protein powder, and bam! Who knew?
I even added some sprinkles to make it extra-exciting.
And with that, you can tell I’m still in training at work, because sprinkles in a smoothie are rarely classified as “exciting,” except when the rest of the day is incredibly boring. ;)
Cool party trick, or evidence of an eight-legged creature roaming free in the house?
Time to get the diatomaceous earth and the bug spray out…
A few months ago, I saw a wicked good deal for magazines on Amazon and I went a little crazy with the subscriptions. My intention was to incentivize myself to go to the gym more – I reasoned that I would only read them in the gym and not at home. Well, the first time I tried reading one of them on the treadmill, I knew it wasn’t going to work out. The incline + the lighting in the gym + the movement = reading even 3 pages over 45 minutes was HARD.
So here they all are (or most of them). When it was cold outside, I’d take them into the steam room or the sauna and have some relaxation time… but now that my eyeballs aren’t freezing shut when I’m outside, I’m not visiting either hot room as often. Which leaves me with a gigantic stack of magazines. And this isn’t even all of them – there are at least two that are missing from the stack.
Guess I know what I’ll be reading before bed for the next few months!
I got to hang out with these two animals alllll day today, and boy am I (or we) exhausted! They’re more used to each other now, and they have moments of calm, but otherwise they just generally cause a ruckus.
I got to my parents’ house probably 15 minutes after they left it (bad timing), and went into the house to jailbreak Taco and Tank. Taco was thrilled to see me, but Tank was darn near shrieking in his crate – he wanted out in the worst way. I got him out and was instantly attacked with kisses from both dogs. Like, I was bowled over onto the floor.
From there, it was about ten hours of straight chaos. If one has a toy, the other has to have it. If I’m petting one, I have to have a hand on the other. They play together, but they’re a little rough… almost a little violent. I’m sure it’s just because Tank’s a puppy and Taco has been solo for a while; we’re assuming they’ll play nicer once they get used to each other. Eventually, they wear themselves out and need to take naps… but those breaks only last like 3 seconds and then they’re back to chasing and nipping at each other. Those three seconds, though, are adorable.
They do seem almost like a team and united against a common enemy when the occasion strikes, which I suppose is good. The neighbor dog, which neither of them likes, was outside today and Taco & Tank sat side-by-side at the edge of the driveway, just watching him. Once they’d had enough, they both walked back to me, and they were perfectly in step with each other. They were even both looking in the same general direction. It was too perfect, and I’m glad I caught it on camera.
Someday we’re going to look back on the puppy years and not remember how crazy they both were when they first met. Someday… :)
Tonight was not the most lucrative night ever (to put it mildly), but as a consolation of sorts, we got to take home cookies. So that’s cool, I guess. Wish it was an extra $100 worth of cookies, though…