Avec psychephage, I ate dinner at Chik-Fil-A yesterday. Tonight I shall have a quesadilla, because that is what happens on Tuesday. In part as a reaction to the nutritional aspects of these two dinners, and in part as a reaction to the eating-out aspects of these two dinners, I did not go to Subway to get a huge sandwich for my lunch today. Instead, I ate a container of cherry-flavored low fat yogurt, an apple, and a smooshed piece of cake. This was adequate, but not particularly satisfying. Tonight, therefore, shall include melted cheese.
I have had many compliments today on my hair, a result of a decision I made to skip the hair dryer this morning- in favor of french-braiding while watching The Fairly Oddparents on TV. It seems I chose wisely, as it is generally agreed that I look "cute". AND I got to watch cartoons. So go me, I suppose.