Sometimes, when I think about how I don’t have a job, Bad Decision Dinosaur stats reminding me I can go to school again
No Bad Decision Dinosaur, No.
Seriously though it sounds more fun than continuing to look for a job. Do you need skill to major in dance? Because I’d like to twirl in circles and wear a tutu. No promises on ability. But twirling is totally a life skill and stuff. As is tutu wearing.
(Headline comes from this Bad Decision Dino)
Know what’s not a bad decision?
Roasted sweet potatoes…. Mmmmm….
Rest of dinner
Steak, the taters, green beans, and bread. Mmm. I was in a carb mood. And, um, ketchup, aka dippy. Mmm dippy. I might have dipped steak in the dippy. There’s a chance. (My blood sugar was deadddd and needed some carbs. Mmmm)
My cousin’s 2 year old is all about the dippy. The fiance judged. He wouldn’t even TRY the steak and dippy.
Then I had this
It made me happy. I refrained from using the dippy.
I was a good wifey at breakfast today… Made him this
Killer Bread, bacon, and an egg. All American.
My breakfast might’ve been a little less conventional
So there was toast…
What’s that on the toast? Um… it’s hummus. Yeah. And then I put this on top of it
And now I’m cooking some of these suckers
I cook them myself partly cause I’ve only got so much space in the pantry (and less at my last place) and dried beans take up way less room. And I think it makes me feel like I’m cooking or frugal or something. Who knows. I think you get about 4 cans of beans out of one bag, so it’s pretty cost effective. I cook them in the crockpot. Cause on the stove sometimes I might forget they’re there. Might’ve happened.
Now if you’ll excuse me, Bad Decision Dinosaur and I are going to look up grad schools…