The boyfriend left for work again this morning, but his days of working 72 hour shifts every single week are over, so I only have to go two days without seeing him.
Last night with Moe.
I did something after the gym that I don't usually do. I baked. I don't know what came over me. I must have blacked out because when I came to this cinnamon coffee cake was sitting on the oven waiting to be taken to work tomorrow. I have no idea how it will taste because it has gluten all over the place in it, so I had my brother and mom taste it. They liked it. I'm always embarrassed bringing my baking in, since I rarely do it, I feel as though I'm bad at it.
It just appeared.
My contribution to dinner tonight was the salad. I enjoy making the salad because I have a weird thing about the way the vegetables are chopped. I like a lot of crunch in my salad, so I like as many pieces of veggies as possible.
So much produce.
Dinner, the finished product. Sausage (with cheese), salad, and sweet potato fries.
Oh, and the love of my life returned home to me after a long 2 weeks with his daddy.
Please don't mind my post-shower, unbrushed hair.
I fully planned on spending the rest of the evening folding laundry, but then I laid down and decided that staying put was a much better idea. Laundry can wait until tomorrow.