Project: Food Budget Week 27

Food Budget Piggybank

Nothing big to report today. Closed out the March budget, coming in on budget or under except for my Costco spending. Something to keep an eye on. Menu-planning is going well, although I’ve run into unprecedented resistance at home as far as eating new things. We’ll see what happens as summer produce becomes available.

I probably won’t be spending much this coming week. We’re traveling up to Erie to have Easter with Nonna and Pap-pap. I’m going to contribute honey roasted brussel sprouts to Saturday evening dinner. But other than that, I’m going to eat whatever vegetarian dishes my mother decides to feed me — and hope she sends me home with leftovers!

I see egg salad in my future. Which is fine with me — I love egg salad!

If you are celebrating anything this weekend, I hope it is blessed and, if Easter, full of chocolate eggs. Otherwise, I hope you have a nice weekend and enjoy good weather and productive time.

Let’s see how everyone else did!

* Emily Levenson
* Dairy-Free Cooking
* Test Kitchen Tuesday
* Acquired Tastes
* Fit Flexitarian
* Warm As Pie
* Katy Rank Lev
* My Inner Healthy
* Little Blue Hen
* xox, b
* Project Food Budget 2.0
* Fresh…A New Chapter
* Chandeleah
* Two Eggs Over Easy
* That’s Just Me
* Eat Whole Be Vital
* Four Happy Violets
* Naturally {Un}refined
* Pgh Dad
* yogabeautylife
* What da Health?
* Twice the Twinsanity
* Brandon and on…
* French Press

Ennui Is Just A Fancy Way of Saying I’m Bored

That’s pretty much my problem right now. It’s not that my life is boring, per se, but even the things that are keeping me busy aren’t really interesting to me. My boredom is tipping over into anhedonia — things that used to give me pleasure aren’t any more.

While I still take delight in my children (when they aren’t driving me nuts), the last time I really had a good time was my Hunger Games GNO. Which I just can’t do that every week, people.

Here’s a short list of things that aren’t doing it for me: writing, blogging, reading blogs, Twitter (which — Twitter!), beer, music, chocolate (which — CHOCOLATE!), the book I’m currently reading (the horrid, horrid conclusion to the Earth’s Children saga by Jean M. Auel please let it end soon), television, cooking. My motivation to do anything — start exercising, clean, sort my children’s clothes, polish my toenails — is zero. Zip.

I got nothing.

Yesterday, I had to stay home with Michael. He had gotten a vaccination on Monday evening (the HiB shot I think; he got that and DTP) that caused a fever and extraordinary crankiness (in him, not me). At one point in our day, Michael was laying on me, with his lovey (a green stuffed monkey we call Verde) on top of him, with a blanket over all of us. He was sucking on a bottle — M wanted nothing but milk from his bottle yesterday. We were staring at the television, and frankly I don’t even remember if we were watching CSI: or Psych. Every now and again, M would squeeze Verde’s foot. We were not moving otherwise, and it was clear that we didn’t want to move.

And that pretty much sums up the way I feel lately. I don’t know if I’m overwhelmed, underwhelmed, or just completely (again, with the exception of my children) don’t care anymore.

Before you ask, I’ll just say things between Dan & me are fine — just fine, if you know what I mean. He and I really need to reconnect more or on another level, and with him working and or meeting until 10 p.m. almost every night, it’s not happening right now. Date night needs to happen. I think I have a certificate for a dance lessons around the house somewhere. I should dig that up.

I need a kick in the ass — something new, something to pique my interest again, get my juices flowing. Of course, the catch is, it can’t take any more time than I currently have at my disposal. So, you know, that could be an issue.

What do you do when you’re bored out of your skull?

Meatless Monday: Another Failure

I’ve complained before about my slow cooker minestrone, that the pasta gets too mushy. Taking a cue from Emily Levenson, I decided to sub in quinoa for pasta.

And it turns out my family (excepting Michael, who likes nearly everything anyway, and myself) still doesn’t like it. So I’m throwing in the towel on minestrone.

As a matter of fact, my husband informed me last night that he didn’t like vegetarian soup in general. I said, “Except for my lentil soup.” And he said, “Yeah, I still don’t know how you do that.”

Fortunately, I redeemed myself with my kick-ass grilled cheese (I make the thickest, gooiest, best grilled cheese on the planet, IMO) and with my apple muffins. It’s a fool-proof recipe, really (from moosewood).

It was a dull weekend, and I still didn’t do what I wanted. I did manage to get my car vacuumed. But I really, really want — nay, NEED — to get through the clothing piling up in my house. We’ve lots to give away, lots for consignment, and lots for donation.

Flora got two bags of used clothing, and made a point of unpacking them and putting them in her drawers. Which was very helpful except for the part where I have to still go through what is in her drawers and either pack it away for Kate or donate it.

Ooops.

Also, she did this on Saturday night after she was supposed to be in bed.

I also need to clean the rest of my car’s interior and install M’s new car seat.

I got my boring weekend. But now I need a boring, productive weekend!

Do anything fun this weekend? How about anything productive?