It’s day 13 of my cold. The good news is I think I’m finally getting over it. The bad news is my rib cage aches from coughing; whenever I move my right arm or breathe deeply, my muscles start throbbing….
It’s day 9 of my cold. If I don’t get better soon, I might OD on NyQuil and Ricola. At least my abs are getting a workout from all the coughing. And I was spared a sore throat, which means I’ve been able to eat just about anything comfortably.
If you’re like me, a craving for chocolate hits regularly. When a piece of candy just won’t do, bake a batch of these dark cocoa cookies, which taste like a brownie but eat like a biscuit. Make small shapes, and they’re perfect for snacking.
It’s been nearly 10 months and I’m still trying to chip away at all my unused vacation days; I haven’t made a dent. So I took Tuesday off on a whim, thinking I’d spend the time cooking something elaborate. But that didn’t happen.
Easter weekend came and went – and I barely set foot in the kitchen. I was mentally prepared to whip up a side and dessert for a family get-together, but there was a last-minute change of plans. The potluck was cancelled and I was off the hook to cook. I’ll admit it was a relief as I hadn’t…
Jason went to WrestleMania with some friends on Sunday, so Rookie and I had the house to ourselves. It was quiet but sublime. I did some chores in the morning and then spent the afternoon messing around in the kitchen while watching “Julie & Julia” for the umpteenth time.