Yesterday, my craving for sushi was so strong I had to give in to it. Not just any sushi, I wanted a certain kind from Publix. My cravings are very specific, you see. They didn't have the exact one I wanted, but this was close enough:
I ate so much of it, that I felt uncomfortable afterward. I don't think I'll be craving sushi again for a while. Seeing this guy when I was about to check out didn't help:
The slit in the side of his shorts literally went up to his hip.
I have been wanting the bedroom furniture moved around for months, and Josh surprised me and did it while I was at work on Monday. The dogs seem to like it.
The room seems much more comfortable now, but I have been sleeping like crap. Hope the two things are not related.
Speaking of the boys, this is what they do all day. Color me jealous.
Julio is favoring Curious George lately. Usually it's his little mice toys that he likes to have with him, but the monkey is making a comeback!
He's so cute.
Last night's dinner: chicken tenders breaded with panko, sage, rosemary and cayenne (dredged in buttermilk first) and WW mac and cheese. I added some nutritional yeast to it this time and also a couple of wedges of laughing cow cheese, hoping for it to be creamier this time. It was much better than last time, though Josh has loved it both times. I guess I'm pickier with M&C.