Tonight, we’re going to a Halloween Party/Dinner. I shall be bringing these: Chocolate Pumpkin Cheesecake Bars.
And while we’re on the topic of food, I stupidly ignored Kayla’s advice yesterday to follow my heart and order chicken fingers. I ordered some soft chicken tacos (dumb! so dumb!)
But they? Gave me greasy ground beef tacos in a deep-fried crispy shell. I ate a few bites and started feeling ill. And I felt ill all evening. I still felt a bit sick this morning (I finally feel better – the cure appeared to be 5 mini pumpkin scones).
I almost called in sick today, but didn’t because I’m a good person and frankly, I wasn’t vomitting or anything.
But if I was going to take a sick day today?
I would have slept in and then stayed in bed and read for a while.
I would have read blogs at my leisure.
I would have gone for a nice walk outside because the weather is gorgeous.
I would have had lunch with Bart (not at the restaurant we ordered lunch from yesterday, of course).
I would have curled my hair nicely (instead of in the mad frenzy I did this morning as I tried to both bake a cheesecake and get to work on time).
I would have watched “Great Expectations.”
I would have taken a little trip to the library.
I would have read my latest Martha Stewart magazine.
I would have worn my slippers all day long.
What would you do with a day off?