Thank you guys for all your sweet words on last night’s post. It definitely brightened my morning up a bit. I think part of the reason I feel “boring” is due to some stuff I’ve been dealing with this past week that I don’t necessarily feel the need to share with the world – but just a little explanation, I guess. It’s sort of a bummer since Teddie is coming this weekend, and as excited as I have been, it’s sort of like all of a sudden I just have this cloud over the excitement.
But, life goes on…although after this morning I wasn’t so sure! I don’t think I could have made any more bloopers if I’d tried. Luckily, the end result was still fantastically yummy. Somehow?
….did I really just do that? oh well – guess they’ll be fluffy.
Pour in the “flax egg.”
…why is this so liquidy? crap. that’s mom’s coffee. did I really just do that?
I was thisclose to dumping it, but just couldn’t part with all those ingredients. I’d mixed everything but the flax egg.
I improvised. What takes up more moisture? More oats and chia seeds, of course!
My luck, one of the horses would break a tooth on the thing or poke a hole in their foot, so I rescued that before diving in to my peach & blueberry wafflez – with a new fork, of course.
I rode my bike to the bank only to be caught by rain, and experimented with another batch of SuperCharge Me cookies with intentions to bring them to work.
They’re still good, but since I used 1 Tbsp. of cacao bliss rather than all 3 T. of mighty maple, they’re not quite as peanut buttery and the cacao bliss doesn’t stand out.
My mom and I both agreed the previous were better, but these are still good.
You win some, you lose some.
At least I found approximately 10 pairs of black jeans while I was cleaning, made some seitan, and packed up everything I’ll need at the barn, since I’m boarding Teddie rather than keeping him here.
Seriously – what did I do that made me lucky enough to eat like this?
After all that cookie-batter cleaning, I was craving some PB. I also rememebered I had to re-do that peach & sunbutter sandwich – but grilled.
And why not add in a banana? And some cinnamon?
To. Die. For. Sort of like dessert for lunch. But go ahead – ask me if I have any shame.
And eventually, dinner was constructed.
Remember the book sale I went to Saturday?
err…something like that.
If you ask me, it’s a stuffed eggplant.
And a damn good one.