Tuesday was grilled cheese with leftover cheese from previous meals, and tomato soup, made with tomato paste, salt, garlic salt, and milk. SUCCESS! (but unfortunately neither of us like tomato soup by itself, so we wasted quite a bit)
PS- reheated chicken curry smells like wet dog.
And for those of you dying to know, Wednesday was hashbrown quiche, with eggs, the rest of the grated cheese, and added munster to make the recipe work. SUCCESS! (I hope by success, you all know it means EDIBLE)
Tonight? Tonight was Jason’s deli and me reading for two hours to finish Catching Fire, then coming home to eagerly await Cole’s arrival somewhere around ten from church meetings….boo. Jason’s was expensive. They almost redeem themselves, however, with the complimentary ice cream. Reminded me of our honeymoon cruise, which won Jason’s major points. I’ll be back.
On a less boring note, it seems my decision at a maternity photo shoot has been made for me.
I got a call last night that my yoga studio is doing a promotion for prenatal yoga and asked if I would be the subject. Specimen, rather, to draw people to pregnant yoga. Good luck, I say, but a free photo shoot with some pretty amazing yogis? Sure.
So immediately I went and bought 6 bright colored tops (what they asked me to wear with practically no notice). so maybe its not a free photo shoot.
A woman asked me if I would let her do a birth photo shoot with her. should I? Will it be difficult to birth a child with someone snapping shots the whole time?