I accidentally cleared out the cumulative miles per gallon average display that hasn’t been touched since I bought my car. I am weird (neurotic?) about exact numbers and perfect consistency in keeping records, and this bothers me to a ridiculous degree. This is what I get for trying to wipe the fingerprints from the touch screen.
For all your waffling needs:
Gingerbread waffles. You’d probably want some sort of cream cheese icing or other icing to go with. I haven’t tried these yet but they sound delicious.
Pumpkin waffles with apple cider syrup. My husband makes these all the time and they’re delicious.
Not exactly in season depending on where you live but also delicious:
I just accidentally ripped my favorite pair of pants! YOU KNOW, THE PAIR THAT HAS ACTUAL POCKETS!
omg these look amazing- thank you!!
My bed is warm and perfect and snuggly but I must leave it to tidy before the cleaners arrive. Hmph.
I was ready to nap. My husband was ready to nap. The baby was already napping.
The dog wanted to bark and sprint around the bed.
Those ThredUP bags are HUGE. Still working on filling one up (I ordered two).
I ran a “Will it Waffle?” program for teens a year or two ago and it was amazing. I just bought two cheap waffle makers (so I wouldn’t destroy anyone’s real waffle maker) and then we just stuck all sorts of random food in there to see what would happen and then ate the results. Cookie dough, brownie batter, tater tots, doughnuts, pineapple, pierogi, pickles, cinnamon rolls, pizza, etc.
No complaint, just bragging.
Bigger kid’s migraine has been ongoing since Wednesday.
That is…brilliant. I want to waffle everything now. Tiny complaint: I HAVE NO WAFFLE MAKER.
Tiny complaint: No one has ever invited me to a “Will it waffle?” program.
I have plenty of other things to complain about, but yesterday I slipped on a leaf-hidden stick and fell into the damn road while walking two dogs.
I didn’t drop leashes and I blocked them from traffic as I fell (thank you sports where I learned to target fall), and no one hit us… but like… c’mon universe, one easy day please?
I keep asking and the universe keeps saying no. goddamnit.
Rude.
We got 6 inches of snow overnight.
Trader Joe’s didn’t have any pumpkin pie. Now I have to go to the TJ’s by work to check.
I ate my breakfast oatmeal and am still hangry. I really want poptarts. I should not eat poptarts.
I’m at the hospital with my kid. Fucking again. Headaches are such bullshit.
My neck is getting tight and painful again. I need to spend some quality time with a lacrosse ball and the theracane, but I don’t much want to. I dislike this whole thing where I have to spend 45 minutes a day in the floor rolling on painful objects in order to not hurt the rest of the day.
I have been trying to eat my lunch for the past 3 hours. The cycle of heat up, then it’s too hot so I leave it be and get stuck in a work task, lunch is now unappetizingly cold, reheat…ad nauseum is getting old.
I feel you. That’s pretty much my life these days, although I don’t always get relief. It’s very, very frustrating.