I cut my hair recently and told my stylist...
Gimme bangs.
What the hell was I thinking??!?!
I. Can't. Stand. Gawdamn. Bangs.
And apparently, I was in La-La land on Saturday and just forgot that I can't stand bangs and yet here I am ... BangGirl!
Sonofabiznatch!
Well, it's official, I'm a beaner. Uhm. (FYI: This is self-proclaimed, so if I hear you CALL me a beaner, I WILL kick your ass.) Yeah. So I made my very first batch of pinto beans yesterday. It took almost 2 damn hours, but damned if they are not ... bad. Like at all. They are "lean beans". Meaning, I made them without fat or too much salt. And yet despite that, they came out "okay". I am quite proud of this accomplishment actually. So, go me!
YAY Beans!
Had one of those "You Know You're Old When..." moments last night with The Roommate when we clinked glasses at an imaginary toast. Only it wasn't really glasses... it was coffee and a bottled water (I had the water). Oh, sure it could (should?) have been martinis or margaritas - hell, even beers - but nope, it was water and coffee. Daaaaaamn, we's old. Of course, y'all don't know what we were toasting to... NUDGE NUDGE WINK WINK... but that's neither here nor there.
As for the title of this post. That's what I had for breakfast. With half a banana and some fat free crackas (I mean, crackers.). Just so you know.
To be continued...
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I knew I was getting old when I got excited over gifts that included pots/pans, tea towels and sheets. Now I figure it's downhill from here....
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