Baby Kangaroos Make Me Smile

Dang it. Crap. Shoot. I fully intended to be asleep by now. Why does this happen nearly every night? I think... I need to get up fairly early tomorrow morning, so I'm going to bed early. And then I lay here with the computer on my lap and just keep working/playing/reading/e-mailing/MySpacing/what-have-you. Here I am again tonight. I was waiting on the comforter to finish drying AND I have a ton of tasks on the old to-do list (most of which I added just so I could check 'em off... nah, I'm just kidding). Whatever the reason (there are many very-feasible ones I could throw at you), I'm once again NOT getting the sleep I very well should be getting. Don't get me wrong, though, it's not that I need more sleep. I get plenty... what by not having to get up until 8:30 or 9 every morning. But I could probably get more done in a day (the morning, at least) and feel better about life in general if I would get on up in the AMs. Alas, it just never happens that I get to bed at a decent hour.

Is it wrong that I made TWO dinners tonight? I figured... I'm in the mood to cook a little. Plus, I wanted to dissuade myself from going out to eat at lunchtimes and/or dinnertimes this week... not that THAT will work, but you know what they say about college tries. Anyway, so I'm trying to decide what to have for dinner tonight. It was one of those evenings-on-my-own since Jon had class until late. Usually, I like to take advantage of those opportunities to eat an unhealthy meal (sneak some fast food that everyone inevitably finds out about... mostly because I tell you here!), but tonight I was determined to do something a little healthier. I had recently made a trip to the grocery store where I stocked up on sour cream, so I thought... no better time than the present to renew my love affair with my mom's poppyseed chicken casserole (no, really, we are HOT & HEAVY... I made it with the intention of offering Jon some of it for dinner, but I nearly CRIED when he took me up on it). Anyway, so I get the casserole in the oven and I think... you know, I could go ahead and make another tomato pie (to get the tomatoes used, of course)... but I don't have the cheese necessary for that. So, I went with a next-best thing (not really, but it'll do)... something I've been thinking about making for a while again... the chicken & biscuits w/ cream dish from the Dinner Doctor recipe book. I was so enamoured with my poppyseeds that I completely disregarded the biscuits this time, but I have 6 (or so) full meals of leftovers just waiting for me in the fridge starting tomorrow! I like leftovers. Well, most of the time. Well, sometimes. Okay, I don't really like most leftovers. They take more effort to prepare than Sonic does. I DO, however, like some leftovers. Tasty dishes like spaghetti, lasagna, poppyseed chicken casserole, and chicken & biscuits... good leftovers. Everything else? Yeah, it goes bad waiting for me to eat it.

Speaking of food, have I shared with you that I'm off the fast food? I am. Well, I'm trying to be. I was weak for breakfast two times last week... BoBo on Tuesday (when Jon offered, how could I refuse??) and McD's on Sunday (when you're traveling, you can't NOT have a McD's breakfast). Other than that, no fast food for the whole of last week. Okay, I'll admit my weakness from today, though. I had Wendy's. But I didn't INTEND to, so I feel like that kinda lets me off the hook. No? Dang it. Crap. Shoot. Well, I DIDN'T intend to... but I did anyway. I promise I'll be better next time.

Finally, the other thing that's on my mind tonight... similar to a good friend's musings recently about what she would learn (or re-learn) if given the opportunity. I wonder what craft I would endeavor to attempt if given the opportunity to go a new direction. Any guesses? Rather, any ideas? Guesses would imply that there's an answer key. No answer key. This time.