It’s Day 14 of NaBloPoMo here, and I have to admit that I’m dragging.<\/p>\n
So, even though nobody cares what I had for lunch<\/a>, that’s just what you’re getting today. I have a paper to write and I just lost the past 20 minutes watching 9 great old punk videos<\/a>, thanks to Jonathan, my resident You Tuber.<\/p>\n (EDITED TO ADD: Lest you think it is as late as the time stamp says it is, actually it’s an hour earlier, and I just realized I need to change the damn time for Daylight Savings on the Word Press settings, duh.)<\/p>\n (ALSO EDITED TO ADD: Jonathan says, with no small annoyance, that he is not a You Tuber but a Boing Boinger. So there you go.)<\/p>\n Tuesdays I help out with lunch and recess at Gus’ school and by the time I get home around 12:30 I am starving and usually have a headache, because 80 kindergarteners are LOUD. So I’m generally looking to stuff whatever I can down my gullet as quickly as possible. Today I ate:<\/p>\n – some leftover broccoli from dinner last night, cold, with a big dollop of garlic hummus spooned over it and mixed all up<\/p>\n While eating that standing up at the counter, I made myself:<\/p>\n – a salad of mixed greens (the container has a sticker that reads “no spinach!” in both English and French!), cubed roasted beets (cold), some stinky blue cheese the fancy name of which I’ve forgotten, olive oil, salt, pepper<\/p>\n Actually Jonathan added the last three items and mixed it all up, because I am just NO GOOD in the kitchen, no good at all.<\/p>\n That was tasty, but come 2:00 or so I was hungry again, so I had:<\/p>\n