ROBIEWANKENOBIE

dear internets, don't be hatin'. it's been a long time. ya gotta start somewhere, eh? let's start with the basics. skull shoes with pretty little hearts. coffee shop.

i found a new festive meal planning worksheet. it's making it sooooooo much easier to pack lunches. let's hear it for visual lunch planning!

i'm thinking that this sounds good for dinner. one of our breakfast will probably be this. the kiddies only have one day of school lunch this week, so i'm probably going to phone it in. which means that some sort of soup is in order. and bread. geez 'o petes, can we talk about my bakers block? i can't even tell you the last time i got off my assbutt to bake some bread. add a regular meeting with my inner breadbaking zen master to my 40 before 40. oh, honeychile...that's for another post. do i have enough time to do a full on 40 in 2 and a 1/4 years? but i digress. the hunt for the perfect soup begins.

this is my last week at the coffee shop before i become a church secretary at the joint down the street from the spawns' school. it's more of a horizontal move, but i needed a gig that would give me nights and weekends off. and also? i'm too old for the drama, not to mention the being on my feet for an entire shift. i know i'll miss it, but i'm pretty sure that there is some sort of kismet going down here. they put an itty bitty sign on their door, and i just happened to see it as i passed. the next day? interview. the next week? job offer. goodstuffs. oh, and i get an office and get to pick my furniture. for a part-time job? oh, i am hawtstuffs.

okay, so planning lunches, looking to the future, longing for my cullen crest tattoo, and watching the instant stream of the big lebowski. that about covers it. all more festive with the right shoes.

6/30/10