Let me sum up my week with one sentence… We ate McDonald’s for dinner last night.
I’m sure those of you who have had babies are like, yeah, I know all about weeks like that. But for those of us that are in week 9 of a life-long role, it’s a bit of a shock how something so small can consume so much time.
My house had become somewhat of a junkyard, so I used any and all free time yesterday to clean, clean, clean. I HATE it when I walk barefoot in my own home and can feel grit under my feet.
But because I used those couple of hours to clean, I did not have time to cook. (Nor the desire). I want that key lime pie I’ve been promising myself, but I settled on store-bought chocolate chip and m&m cookies. I ate them for dessert, and I might have also eaten them for breakfast coupled with a pot of coffee. I guess I should be grateful that there is no Starbucks up here in the mountains because I would probably spend a good penny on Venti Non-Fat, No Foam Lattes.
Speaking of my coffee order at Starbucks, many of my friends have teased me for this. I like to order my latte at 150 degrees. I used to travel for work all the time. Early in the morning we would hit the road for photo shoots, trying to reach our location prior to the sun rising. If we were lucky, there would be a Starbuck’s on the way. And if we were lucky, they would be open by 5am so we could get our fix. And I wanted to chug one coffee and have a second to drink on set. A barista in Santa Monica, CA suggested I order the first one at 150 degrees, perfect chuggable temperature. The second would be their normal temp, 180 degrees I believe, so it would stay warm until I arrived on set. BRILLIANCE!!!!!
I’ve been hitting drive-thru’s more frequently than ever in my whole life. My husband hates picking up my order because he says I’m too high-maintenance for fast food. I have no idea what he means by this…I will list a few of my orders and you can see if you agree with him –
McDonald’s: Cheeseburger, no onions. Or Egg McMuffin, no meat. No sausage, no bacon, no Canadian bacon, YUCK. Just give me cheese and an egg-shaped like a hockey puck. (And I eat it with mustard and jelly, I know I’m gross).
Chick-Fil-A: Chicken sandwich, no butter and extra pickles. Sweet tea with light ice.
Zaxby’s: Chicken finger plate, no slaw, extra toast, no butter on the toast, and extra Zax sauce.
Dunkin’ Donuts: Large coffee, milk NOT cream, 1 Splenda. Bagel with cream cheese on one side only.
Moe’s: 2 tacos, with steak (NOT ground beef), rice, black beans (NOT pinto beans), shredded cheese (NOT melted cheese), the salsa verde (NOT red salsa), diced tomatoes (NOT the pico de gallo), pickled jalapenos (NOT the fresh ones), cilantro (NOT lettuce).
See… I’m not high-maintenance!!! Now if I spend time in the kitchen instead of blogging about my stupid orders I might get to eat a home-cooked meal tonight and key lime pie!