Can I just tell you how psyched I am to *officially* be on a three-day weekend? To borrow a phrase from the '90s, it's totally dope. And also phat.
1. More gratuitous co-worker love: This week, I got a fab gift from my partner in crime at work (a beautiful framed photo she took of a monarch butterfly), some seriously ego-boosting compliments, and a lot of understanding, since I spent Tuesday sick, again, from a gluten-related incident. I had to come into work, and it was miserable and painful and icky, and my work homies rallied to make my day better. Kudos, work homies.
2. I stole this recipe from fellow g-free blogger Marlow over at Gluten Hates Me, and it was yummy. We made it last night in the hopes that we would have leftovers (we did not). I can't wait to try this with some tweaks in other dishes. Also, you should check out Gluten Hates Me, because there's tons of recipes that regular, non-cooky people can make and eat with their faces.
3. We are going to Brookfield Zoo this weekend to check out their Extreme Bugs! exibit. Seeing as I go into panicked convulsions upon seeing a single bug in my bathroom, I am pretty sure I will not sleep for a week after this trip. Note to self: Buy RAID.
3.5. I know. Three things. But I also discovered this week that Skittles and Starbursts are both gluten free. Holler.