I am happy. I went grocery shopping yesterday (in preparation for the supposed snow arriving tomorrow) and treated myself to some hummus and yoghurt. And the aforementioned almond milk. I had much skepticism at first, but I assure you - soooo good.
Seeing as my carrot cake baked oatmeal was a resounding success, I thought I'd change up the recipe and make baked apple oatmeal with dried figs. I could not stop nomming on it when it came out of the oven. I look forward to breakfast for the next week: warm oatmeal with a generous dollop of yoghurt.
And tomorrow, I try my hand at making pumpkin lasagna, with zucchini replacing the pasta sheets. Fingers crossed that doesn't just turn into a mush of orange and green.
And J. fixed the vacuum cleaner and finally after three long weeks, I have been able to vacuum the house and now no longer fear walking outside my room without my slippers on.
So. Come at me, snow. I am so ready for you (except, the last time I challenged nature, we had a power cut for a day and it was pretty awful, even though we had gas heating so we could still cook and keep warm... so you know, the snow can uh, come at me... within reason).
Also, just realised how fifties-housewifeish I sound. I spend my evenings browsing for recipes and am ecstatic when I can clean the house. Oh, and I have a perm. All I need is one of those small aprons and away we go.
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