“American women often fall into the trap of ‘Oh, these are my weekend clothes. These are my work clothes. This is what I wear at night.’ It’s so old-fashioned.” – Michael Kors
It is Friday!!! As I said yesterday, I had the whole day planned. Fuzzy PJ’s all day, and doing absolutely nothing. I was very much looking forward to it. I went over to the Keurig to make my first cup of coffee. It was in this moment that my day was drastically altered. We were out of cream. Call me picky, or a snobby coffee drinker, but I will not give up my cream for milk. I know what you are probably thinking – no, I did not go out to buy cream. This just threw me off a bit. Instead, I sat down and started my computer. I stumbled upon a blog with a recipe for “Bruschetta Chicken”. It looked amazing. Something about the imaged caused a craving. When I crave something it is generally something random which no one craves (zucchini lasagna, goat cheese stuffed chicken – you get the idea). Well, today? I began craving Eggplant Parmesan on a bun. I even took it as far as posting it on twitter.
Why is that horrible? It was posted at 8:30 AM. Do you know what that means? At 8:30 I was contemplating putting clothes on, AND leaving the house. I could have fought the craving, yes, but instead I was on google looking at photos of eggplant parm. I clearly have issues. It was decided. I had to go get the ingredients for it. I was undeceive though. Did I want a standard tomato puree sauce or diced tomatoes? I turned my question to twitter (I am obsessed if you cannot tell). I asked Mario Batali what he would use. He happened to answer me!
I had to listen to Chef! So, I got ‘ready’ to go out. By getting ‘ready’ I mean, I through on Yoga pants, and an oversize sweater and left. I am sure I could have been mistaken for homeless. I just had to make one stop after all. Or so I thought. I went to one grocery store, who did not have big crusty rolls. This could not have been improvised. Off to the second store I went. I got my rolls!!!! Oh and I should mention when I was cashing out I ran into the mom of a girl I went to elementary/high school with. Note to self, at least take 10 seconds to put lip balm on.
As I was pulling out, I head on the radio that today was the day that they were finishing “Bras around the building”. Since the end of September the radio station has been advertising for women to drop off their used bras which will get hung around the building. For each bra collected they would donate a dollar to breast cancer. When I was leaving, they said they were about to hang up their 6,000 bra. I had to drive by and see this. So I did, even though I knew it would interfere with getting my PJ’s back on.