Lately I have really been craving food.
This isn't what it sounds like. I'm eating, alright. But "eating" to a college student who has no time to cook real meals isn't "eating" to a normal person.
Example: tonight after my haircut I didn't have anything to make. So I had some carrots w/ hummus, some of those multigrain chips from Costco (thank you madre!), and string cheese. I figured that would be enough of a meal.
It's 10:53 and my tummy is rumbling.
What? I ask it.
You're saying you want real food?!
The audacity of the idea...
Anyway. On Friday I am heading down to Utah again.
And I can honestly say that one of the things I am most looking forward to is my mother's magical touch when it comes to food.
Hooray for balanced meals!
p.s. do you think it's wrong if it's hotter inside the apartment than it is outside AND we have the air conditioning on AND there's an audible lightning storm going on too? do you? welcome to rexburg, people. welcome.
Apparently I have been without bread for so long that the
brownness has faded from my eyes and left behind
black craters...just kidding. Picasa decided
to turn my "red eye" into black eye. And this was
taken a year ago...back when I really did eat bread. *Tear*