I can’t pinpoint the reason yet, but I’ve been hungry all afternoon lately. It might be hormones, might be stress. I’m looking into it.
Anyways, I made the most massive smoothie with cereal to fill up my bell-ay. These things fill up 2 whole glasses. Always.After picking up my car from the repair guy (we got off easy this time). Ben and I had a lil date night. We walked to a local Indian food place.
I proudly announced to the entire place that “garlic naan is my reason for living.” I’ve done more embarrassing things, but did kinda regret that after one too many people stopped eating to stare.The combo came with 3 main dish items, rice and garlic naan. We added an order of samosas too.
Then, I stole a spoon from the place for my frozen yogurt. I know this is crazy, but I don’t like the round YogurtLand spoons.
Speaking of big phones, I want to clarify something. In my Ask a Monican #11 I mentioned that I think I’m a “big girl”. I did not mean “big” in a bad way – it’s an adjective not a slur.
I meant I have big feet, huge hands (I’ve never been able to try on rings at jewelry stores) and a head that rivals NFL linebackers.
And that brings me to Ben’s Comment of the Day:
Me: “Ben, I want these glasses so we can write our names on them when we have a party and keep track of our drinks.”
Ben: “No. People need to learn how to keep track of their drinks or they’re gonna get roofied.”