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Oh my word, breakfast was delish! I couldn't stop eating. Omlette, hash browns, grits, baked apples and bacon, three pots of tea, and had to buy myself a chocolate bar on the way out to sustain me on my drive home. *oink!* The price was good, which just about made up for the terrible country music and the waitress - who I know has been there a couple of years and continues to just not be able to get things right. (Bring me grits with no butter? Really?) But she tried, and I ran her little legs off getting me more food, so she got almost a 50% tip. People are grateful after they've been hungry and are now fed. ;)
and...
I'm planning my next breakfast two weeks out, because I'm thinking about it right now. Friday, February 8th, 8am, Becky's. No terrible country music to contend with, and they DO have gluten-free baked goods. Because working people on Maine's waterfront are more civilized than wherever Cracker Barrel is from. ;) (Pennsylvania?)
Now I've been home for two hours. That caffeine high is wearing off and all I did with it was huddle, try to keep warm, and read. The heating can't seem to keep up with the weather - I have it set for 68F and it can't get there, running constantly and only getting to 67F even at the thermostat. I wonder if I should turn it up higher in hopes that the kitchen might get a bit warmer? I've got leggings and jeans on, and an insulated flannel shirt wrapped around my legs, but it's not working. Or, I could abandon ship, trek through the cold up to Coffee By Design and thereby extract myself from the clutches of Facebook and the Internet in general. Or, on yet the third hand, it is actually quite a bit warmer in the room next to the bathroom, where we keep the treadmill - I could take a pot of tea in there and get cozy with a book and/or notebook. It's not really set up for sitting, there being an bike right in the middle of the room, but I could make it so.
There are also LOTS of clean clothes to be put away, so the obvious first step in order to do anything is that I have to stand up from this seat in front of the computer. Which means unwrapping my legs. Brr!!
and...
I'm planning my next breakfast two weeks out, because I'm thinking about it right now. Friday, February 8th, 8am, Becky's. No terrible country music to contend with, and they DO have gluten-free baked goods. Because working people on Maine's waterfront are more civilized than wherever Cracker Barrel is from. ;) (Pennsylvania?)
Now I've been home for two hours. That caffeine high is wearing off and all I did with it was huddle, try to keep warm, and read. The heating can't seem to keep up with the weather - I have it set for 68F and it can't get there, running constantly and only getting to 67F even at the thermostat. I wonder if I should turn it up higher in hopes that the kitchen might get a bit warmer? I've got leggings and jeans on, and an insulated flannel shirt wrapped around my legs, but it's not working. Or, I could abandon ship, trek through the cold up to Coffee By Design and thereby extract myself from the clutches of Facebook and the Internet in general. Or, on yet the third hand, it is actually quite a bit warmer in the room next to the bathroom, where we keep the treadmill - I could take a pot of tea in there and get cozy with a book and/or notebook. It's not really set up for sitting, there being an bike right in the middle of the room, but I could make it so.
There are also LOTS of clean clothes to be put away, so the obvious first step in order to do anything is that I have to stand up from this seat in front of the computer. Which means unwrapping my legs. Brr!!
