It’s Wednesday! Let’s have a little this or that fun, shall we?
Breakfast: Sweet or savory?
I am usually savory person. Half a whole wheat bagel with chive and onion cream cheese and an egg has been hitting the spot lately. However, if I can’t decide, I do both!
Like I did yesterday. Fueling before a long run is crucial. So what if my long run is just over 2 miles?!
Running: alone or with a buddy?
Since I’m terrified to run with another person because I just know I’ll slow them wayyy down, I prefer the furry running buddy variety.
Nails: bold or subtle?
I’ve tried the light colors, but they just don’t look right with me. With the fall temps this week, I opted for a fall-ish bold, or as David calls it, the goth look. OPI’s I’m Not Really a Waitress.
Lunches: soup or salad?
Isn’t this why God created You-Pick-Two? Yes, I think so.
Personalized License Plates: yay or nay?
I snapped this one yesterday to send to my Dad. He’s the true Greek god. I almost had to steal this or report the driver for fraud.
***Fun Fact*** When I first started driving I had a custom license plate. My black mustang had a tag that read Angel9. Embarrassing to admit now? Yes, yes it is. But back then I thought it was the coolest.
So, I’m a converted NAY.
Tantrums: let them happen or intervene?
Ah, this epic meltdown happened yesterday at Old Navy. What is it about that place? I guess Hailey wasn’t in the mood for new clothes and desperately wanted her paci (which isn’t allowed outside of the car or crib). She screamed her head off. I got to her level, told her I was sorry she was upset but we don’t use pacis and offered for her to color. It worked like a charm!
She continued to scream, so I let her and snapped a picture. I walked around the corner and when I was out of site she calmed down.
Tantrums happen. They really don’t bother me much. I pretty much just let them happen. If it gets out of control, I’ll remove her from the situation.
Potatoes: Regular or Sweet?
Though I love roasted sweet potato rounds or fries, I admit, I like regular potatoes more. This odd concoction was a gem of a dinner last night!
Late husbands: let them eat alone?
When David worked late, I made him a simple dinner and made myself a little snack. Can you really make someone else a grilled cheese and not have one yourself? If so, you’re a stronger person than I.
Pick a this or that and share your answer with me!