Sometimes I welcome Mondays with open arms. Sure that whole work thang is a little pesky, but along with Mondays come routine and stability which makes working out and eating healthy a bit easier for me.
This morning Ryan and I hit the gym nice and early and completed 20 minutes of cardio on the elliptical before parting ways. While he wandered off to do some he-man lifting, I stuck to BodyPump.
Afterward we headed home to take Sadie on a one-mile walk before breakfast and shower time.
Today’s breakfast felt like a special treat!
I typically avoid making eggs for breakfast on weekdays because of the time, but when you really think about it, how much time does it actually take to fry an egg? Three minutes? Not even!
This little egg epiphany inspired me to make myself an egg-tastic breakfast! I topped two Van’s waffles with a dippy egg, salt and pepper and enjoyed a weekend breakfast on a weekday.
The dippy yolk was the best part. Not only is dipping just plain fun, but toasted waffles soaked in a gooey yolk screams comfort food to me.
Now I just need to grab a book and curl up on the couch for the rest of the day. Oh right… work.
Last week I read an article that detailed the last meal requests of some of the most infamous murderers and serial killers. I found it oddly interesting to read about what some people selected (like two pints of mint chocolate chip ice cream!) and the article got me thinking about what meal I would select if I knew it would be my final meal on earth. Kind of depressing to think about, but oddly intriguing, no?
After much thought and consideration, I decided upon the following:
Dinner: Houston’s French dip sandwich with a side of mashed sweet potatoes and crisp green beans… and crab legs.
Dessert: Houston’s hot fudge sundae with a slice of my mom’s homemade red velvet cake on the side.
Now it’s your turn to get a little morbid.
What would be your last meal requests?