You know how sometimes you think I don't make enough effort to cook and eat?
So yesterday, I thought I'd make that mint rice thingy for dinner and headed grocery shopping. But they'd run out of Coriander. 'No biggie' I figured and thought I'd make pasta instead (no, not quite the phodni-pasta. I'm looking at you, Catty. And you, Celestialrays). But they were out of Mozarella. And coriander, still.
So then I figured, what the heck, I'll make that corn upma you make sometimes. Nice and filling and I can bring it to lunch as well if I make enough. Plus, I could have the corn frozen for use later. But they had no corn.
Still not quite giving up, I thought I'd try my luck at the store nearer home. They didn't have this stuff either. Especially the corn. They ALWAYS have corn. How can they not have corn?! But they didn't. I could see the nicely lettered sign there but the shelf was empty. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. Ptooey.
This was the point at which I gave up* and bought a preservatives-and-bad-stuf-rich pizza and headed home.
So you see, 'The universe is conspiring against me' isn't really a lame excuse for not cooking.
I'm just saying.
* I was too tired from all that gallivanting to think of another quick recipe.
