Humor me in my social retardation, please, and tell me… how do you let someone know that you don’t like them? Do you say it outright? Do you just ignore them in the hope they’ll get the hint and go away? What?! (In case you’re wondering, I’m not asking this question because I need to tell someone that I don’t like them. That’s not usually an issue. I’m trying to figure out how to determine whether this is true when the situation is reversed, or if I really am just paranoid. Or both, if that’s even possible.)
On to a somewhat colorless salad…
Dude, I don’t know. I was in search of a spaghetti squash, and I saw an eggplant and suddenly needed to have one. For a change, I deviated from my normal seasoning blend (chili powder, garlic powder, paprika) and dug out of the back of the spice cabinet some Cajun spice seasoning. I’m a little confused about why I even have this — I could have made my own, since I already have every spice listed in the ingredients! But then again, I don’t even want to think about how long it’s probably been buried back there…
Back to the Lightlife cutlets:
Marinara cutlet with spaghetti squash! It is eerie how similar in texture this cutlet is to real chicken. I don’t know about the flavor, because I’ve yet to try the un-sauced version. Speaking of which — this sauce is subtly spicy; I like things hot, so it didn’t bother me, but if you’re the type who cries at the thought of a jalapeno pepper, you’d probably be in agony.
Thanks for your suggestions re: what to do with ground flax seed! I attempted to make pancakes with it this morning, but it was a rather abysmal failure… I think I used too much water in making the flax egg. It could not be salvaged (yes, I tried), so I reverted to this instead.
Vanilla soy protein powder, egg white, Truvia, banana extract, water. Microwaved. I forgot the cinnamon. I would have put some banana in there too, but that was in the flax seed pancake batter, which wound up in the trash. I topped this with watered-down PB2, because the expiration date is rapidly approaching and I need to get rid of it somehow. I will not deny that it is easier to pour than peanut butter, which is kind of the point for me… but it definitely cannot pass for the real thing, sorry.
Anyway, it was late by the time I left the house. (Well, late for me, which is anything after 6.00 AM, but who’s counting?) This would be because, despite flexing my senior citizen muscles and going to sleep before 10.00 PM yesterday, I was still exhausted today. And when I am tired, I move more slowly, I guess. The results of my blood test came back normal, so it isn’t that. Why on earth am I so tired all the time?! Seriously, if you have any ideas, no matter how outlandish they might seem, throw them this way, please. I am just about going out of my mind.
Today was the first day in two weeks that I did not have a band aid on my knee. Since I am so graceful, I proceeded to smash that same knee into the edge of one of my desk drawers. Um… holy ****, that hurt!!!!! Guess it’s really and truly healed now, because it didn’t start bleeding again. Hooray!
I am now officially in need of more storage space for earrings. Remember all this? Every last spot is filled. And there is some overflow. I think I have a problem.
Have a lovely weekend… and how do you tell someone “I don’t like you”??
“We are half ruined by conformity; but we should be wholly ruined without it.”
~Charles Dudley Warner