Because I was tired of eating out, I made a spinach and onion quiche on Monday. It's my first time doing so, and I'm pretty proud of it.

It did taste as good as it looks. Except, I ran into the age-old problem of cooking for one:
Monday: QUICHE!! *scarfs two helpings*
Tuesday: Yay, quiche! *has helping*
Wednesday: Hmm, can always eat quiche. *winds up eating at work*
Thursday: Blargh, quiche ... *has half of the rest*
Friday: *pokes at pan* Is this still good?
Tomorrow, we repeat with cheese tortellini.
I wound up starting circuit training at the gym on Tuesday. Um ... ow. My upper body hated me yesterday. No wonder you're only to do this every other day.

It did taste as good as it looks. Except, I ran into the age-old problem of cooking for one:
Monday: QUICHE!! *scarfs two helpings*
Tuesday: Yay, quiche! *has helping*
Wednesday: Hmm, can always eat quiche. *winds up eating at work*
Thursday: Blargh, quiche ... *has half of the rest*
Friday: *pokes at pan* Is this still good?
Tomorrow, we repeat with cheese tortellini.
I wound up starting circuit training at the gym on Tuesday. Um ... ow. My upper body hated me yesterday. No wonder you're only to do this every other day.