Cause I feel like I owe it to you. We’re friends. “I’ll be there for you….” and stuff. You know?
Last night I made what I am deeming the worst dinner ever for H and I. Worst ever in the history of our lives together. He didn’t agree. And again, that’s another reason why I love him. BBQ chicken – mine tasty slimy. Sweet potatoes fries – only not fried, just baked in the shape of fries – not cooked through. Brussel sprouts. OH HOW I WAS SO EXCITED TO MAKE BRUSSEL SPROUTS. You see, I didn’t know I loved them until I recently had them in Philly and NYC at restaurants and I realize, in fact, I LURVE them. And when I saw two different bloggers make them in the past week, I decide I would too. They were meh. I wish they were more burned because that’s my favorite. And then to my major dessert fail.
Hungry Girl’s Crustless Pumpkin Pie.
I’d have taken a picture for you. But once I had scrapped it all into the trash can, it kind of looked like poo. Or vomit. And sadly it tasted sorta like both. It may have been my fault, for using liquid egg whites vs. standard liquid egg substitute. But I’d rather blame it on the rain. Cause I’ve heard the rain don’t mind.
To top it all off, I burned my arm on the oven and it left a mark. A solemn reminder of my massive dinner fail.
I ate 22 candy corn instead.
Now for a rainy weekend! But I’ll take it! WW tomorrow am (I’m feelin good!), brunch with my DC mama, birthday party for a friend and then Sunday I’m draggin H to Crate and Barrel for a registry event with my old roomie and her fiance. And some solid reading and writing dedicated to Fat Talk Free Week!
Have a happy weekend loves!
