I’m trying to decide what to make for dinner tonight. I got out some ground beef to thaw, thinking I would make spaghetti, but the fact is I don’t feel like cooking or eating any meat tonight. We had huge pork chops for dinner last night (with a very small salad and some zucchini — but the meat was the meal), and I feel like I just have no desire at all to eat any meat whatsoever tonight. I doubt this will go over well with the husband. It rarely does.

Anyway, I was thinking of making oven-fried potatoes and oven-fried breaded eggplant strips, serve that on a bed of rice, and maybe fry up some of the ground beef for the husband’s plate. It feels like it needs a sauce of some sort, though I don’t know what kind of sauce to use. It needs something though.

I woke up grumpy and not feeling well. After yesterday’s cable bill adventure, I am not surprised. It really sucks to be in a lot of physical pain and have to deal with utter and complete stupidity on top of it. While I have been puttering around the house and garden today (still oh-so-slowly thanks to the toe situation), and spending almost all day agonizing about what to make for dinner, I just keep reminding myself that very soon there will be nice American-made woolen yarn headed my way in the mail. That’s the only thing that has kept me from just crawling into bed and whining.

The feeling of wanting to whine has been what’s kept me from making a bunch of blog posts today. The whining, it gets tiring even to me. Hopefully, things will all be better by tomorrow. Well, my mood anyway. Fat chance my toe is suddenly going to heal up overnight and stop hurting, though that would be nice, wouldn’t it?