How many meals to go?

It seems I’m getting old. I’ve started planning out what I’m going to eat for the week, like my mum does before she goes shopping. I remember I used to think How dull. Just decide what you’re going to eat on the day. To a certain extent I still do, but there’s usually a bit of forethought involved. Especially when you’re cooking for one <sniff> and what you make can easily do you 2 meals, after freezing or refrigerating at least.

Last night was Lasagne. Mmm … mmmmmost tasty. If I’d had some blue cheese to bung it, it would have been uber tasty, but I didn’t. And since I got absolutely soaked on the way home I wasn’t prepared to venture out again.

Got totally drenched again on the way in this morning, but such is life. And only another 3 Tuesdays mornings to go. Most splendid.

Sister set off on her way to Australia on Sunday. Just got an SMS from her from Singapore (where she’s spending a few days) informing me she was drinking beer in the baking sunshine. Yeah, cheers for that. That’s helped my already non-existent motivation no end.