Good morning my magical liopleurodons!
I got an email from my bank today that actually contained the following statement:
“Beginning August 15, 2010 your everyday debit card purchases will not be approved if you don’t have sufficient available funds and you don’t have Chase Debit Card Overdraft Coverage.”
You mean all this time I could have been making purchases without having money?? In my Joe Swanson voice: DAMN IT.
Moving on…its a beautiful day in the heartland; unfortunately I have to be at work! Bleh.
We were going to leave for MO tonight but we’re decided just to get up and leave at the buttcrack on Saturday. Which means…wait for it…hubby’s off work tonight and we don’t have anything to do but PARTY.
I think we’re going to TRY to find somewhere close to home where we can have a nice dinner/booze it up a little before we go to bed reasonably early.
I get to sleep in the car tomorrow but poor babe has to drive; I do not drive on road trips. (And before you start accusing me of being an a-hole, trust me, I am a BAD DRIVER and the husband would not be able to relax with me behind wheel.)
I opened a new bottle of wine a few days ago and I’ve been slugging on it all week. La Finca Cab 2009. (And there in the background, my currently useless running shoes.)
The wine is from Argentina and it is not hard to drink at all. $4.99. Trader Joes. So, not hard to buy either.
Wednesday night I made my version of “Cuban” sandwiches. I call them that, but there’s really nothing Cuban about them. Tempeh, goat cheese, pickles and hot sauce on a fantastic honey sunflower seed bread. I grilled the tempeh in my chili garlic sauce (same brand as the sriracha) so it was extra spicy.
Then last night we messed up lasagna. Let me repeat that: we messed up. Lasagna.
Yeah, I know. I think it was one of those cases of too many cooks in the kitchen.
It still tasted good, we just screwed up the layers, the size of the cooking dish and then we didn’t have any foil so we had to cover it with a baking pan.
But this is what marriage is all about people: screwing up dinner -together- and then spending the rest of the evening trying to figure out 1) who is to blame and 2) who shouldn’t have to do the dishes as a result.
Just kidding — we laughed and ate it anyway. Then more chocolate.
Life is good.
Have a great long weekend — Grandma and Paw Paw definitely don’t have a computer so I won’t be blogging. I’m sure you’ll find some way to fill the void.