So I made a fantastic dinner tonight of blackened cajun salmon, basmati rice and perfectly roasted Brussels sprouts. Sooo good…
Everything was fine until about 15 minutes after we finished eating when I realized I could still taste the sprouts.
The weird after-taste was like, radiating out of my mouth. Is this why people hate Brussels sprouts? Uck.
I drank a glass of chocolate milk and brushed my teeth and I still feel like I’m tastin’ the sprouts. Rude!
Anyhoo, typical Monday. Blah. Me and the man are finally fully recovered but since today’s my usual rest day I went ahead and stretched the lazy out one more day. Tonight is dedicated solely to cuddling/Intervention/tormenting the cat.
Tomorrow it’s not supposed to rain or snow or sleet or aaanything so I’m looking forward to a nice leisurely run outside to see if I’ve gotten any of my mojo back.