Today for lunch, Jessie packed herself a bread sandwich. Doesn't that sound delightful? What, might you ask, is a bread sandwich and what does it consist of? Well, let me explain how you make such a thing. You get two pieces of bread out of the bag and transfer them into a zip lock bag. When you get to work you eat them together. That is a bread sandwich, and aside from tasting delicious,it healthy and really filling. So if you happen to pass in the general area of (behind)The University mall weekdays around lunchtime, please stop and take this crazy girl to lunch! It's not that she doesn't know how to eat, she just doesn't know how to pack to eat.
If you, like me, are lucky enough to listen to FM 100 all day at work, you will have heard the song " I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas". You know the one I'm talking about. The one with the half baby half woman singing it (thats's what her voice sounds like anyway). It's such a catchy tune.
It got me thinking.......who wouldn't want a hippo for Christmas???
They are so cute and cuddly looking, right?!
(The quotes are from the song)
"I want a hippopotamus to play with and enjoy."
-This hippo definitely looks enjoyable!
"Oh what joy and what surprise, when I open up my eye and see a hippo HERO standing there."
-What a hero this big tubby is!
"I only like Hippopotamuses, and hippopotamuses like me too!"
-Hippo's love you just as much as this one loves this guy!
Kneaders, always a good idea. So I get up this morning and check my cupboards to see what there is for breakfast. My options are slim. I see the box of muffin mix which I got last semester but have never been able to make because I have never purchased the eggs or oil necessary to make them. There is also a box of brown minute rice, some herbal tea and a single serving packet of instant mash potatoes. I don’t even check the fridge because I own nothing that need be refrigerated. Obviously breakfast is not going to happen this morning and packing a lunch isn’t likely either. Now don’t you fret, I am not poor nor destitute, just not smart enough to keep good food in the house. Whenever I do make it to the grocery store, I come home with bags full of cookies, candy, ice cream, and anything that says “new” on the package. So I try to stay away from grocery stores, as I can’t seem to handle myself when I get around too much sugar. By the time I am off to work I am feeling pretty hungry... and then I get the brilliant idea to go to kneaders. Why is this a brilliant idea? Well, one of the main reasons I go to Kneaders is for the bread ends and the samples. So get this, I get a bag of bread ends for $2 and while the gal is ringing me up, I proceed to eat as many samples as I can and fill a napkin with a few more. Then of course I buy a cookie for later, because if there are cookies to be had, I must have them! I then take my bag of bread ends to work, where I keep a jar of peanut butter in my desk drawer and lunch is taken care of for the next two weeks. So for $2 plus the cookie, I got a sample breakfast and two weeks worth of lunch!