One food item that I rarely get excited about? Boneless, skinless chicken breasts. When I think about them, dry and flavorless are the two words that come to mind. I'm a cheap bastard above all things, so when I saw boneless skinless chicken on a really good sale at Target, I couldn't resist. I was stumped on how to prepare it so it wouldn't be the kind of chicken that actually sucks moisture from your mouth. I found the key to fixing that last night:
|The Key to Happiness|
I know you're in awe of my bacon wrapping skills. That held up to a pan searing and oven time and still stayed wrapped. Also, the chicken was actually edible, so I consider the whole thing to be a success. Even my harshest food critic approved:
|Unhand me you vile woman!|
Unrelated note: she will NOT hold still for a freaking picture lately. Even for bacon, and that kid can put down a serious amount of bacon.
I don't know about you, but I feel like almost everything in life can be explained with a flow chart.
Last night's bacon apparently wasn't the best pre-run fuel because I felt really lethargic today. I did just 2 miles outside (but a hilly 2 instead of a flat 4), and then planned to do 4-5 more on the treadmill during nap time. It just wasn't clicking today, so I decided to end it at an even 10K (you know you like ending runs at race distances too, don't lie). Faith must have been in on the decision because she started squawking almost immediately after I stopped. I'd like to blame her for my preemptive end to my run, but that wouldn't be exactly true. She has been taking really short naps this week, which blows (and yes, I realize I'm complaining about her napping for "just" 2 hours instead of 3).
|How can I sleep when I have so many things to do and headbands to wear?|
Another unrelated note: I really want this shirt.
|My husband will never let me actually name the kid Buffy|
I wasn't a fan of the show before I had a kid, but now that I am obsessed with the show I think it would be hilarious to have two kids named Faith and Buffy. I love the idea of shouting "Buffy! Faith! Stop your fighting!" Endless amusement. Too bad my husband is anti-fun. Also, his family had a Westie named Buffy and in general I think that's a good reason to move a name to the "banned" list...even if it's an awesome name like Buffy.
Yet another unrelated note (apparently I can't stay on topic, even if the topic is bacon), is that these have provided me so much joy today.
Now I just need to find a shirt that says that...
Do you have any great shirts with funny sayings? I think my current favorite (that I own) is my "Honey Badger Don't Care" shirt.