I was tired this morning. I got to bed late last night after absolutely tearing my apartment apart looking for my passport. I always keep it in the same drawer – yet, of course, it had disappeared.
Finally, after a near panic attack, a teary phone call to The Boy, and searching my car, I returned to the set of drawers where it should have been in the first place.
Alas, my cheap-o Ikea dresser drawer had a gap in the bottom and the passport had fallen into the drawer below. Of course I had already looked in that drawer but somehow missed it.
This morning, I had PB and jam on on of these:
I guess I am late to the game with these but the East Liberty Giant Eagle just started stocking them. They are kind of like a soft bun, but thinner, and 100 calories each. I was pleasantly surprised by the taste. I think I will definitely like these toasted or for sandwiches.
I was quite busy at work today, rushing around, finishing things up before my trip. September 15th is a big deadline for corporate tax accountants (woohoo!) so my desk is looking slightly out of control. Oh well.
Around 10AM, I had a banana bread Clif bar. I think I mainly ate this out of stress/boredom. It was tasty though and the spices made me think of fall and things pumpkin flavored. Does anyone else get abnormally excited when the pumpkin lattes roll out at Starbucks?
My lunch was kind of spread throughout the afternoon – I had another PB and jam (low on groceries), some pretzels, and a greek yogurt.
After work, I met up with The Boy at Piccolo Forno. We met his mom there for dinner. I wasn’t sure how hungry I was, so I ordered a salad and figured I would nibble some of The Boy’s pasta and a pizza we ordered as an appetizer. To be fair, the salads there are lovely and very generously sized. I had the tuna and bean salad and couldn’t finish it. Piccolo Forno is a favorite spot of mine – however, something was a little off last night – the pastas dishes seemed as if they may have been sitting a little while and The Boy’s dish had a borderline overpowering clove note to it. Hopefully, it was just an off night. Our pizza was divine and we will return.
After dinner, I finished packing.
Can’t forget this guilty pleasure.
I will be back next week with a lovely England recap – see you soon!