Curb Your Appetite

When I come home from school, I'm starved.  Even if I'm not starved, I'm still going to be eating something because that is how I roll.  Today at 5:30 I made salads for Mike and I so I could wait until a non-early bird special hour to eat dinner, because I'm already drinking decaf every night - I start eating dinner before 6:00 and AARP will start sending me magazines and offers for nearly free! life insurance policies.  Now, I realize these aren't exactly what you'd call the healthiest salads - a little light on veggies and we're obsessed with this parmesan/red wine vinegar dressing Mike's family calls "Rich & Charlies."  I call it heroin. Anyway, it's still a salad damn it and it's better then housing a box of Red Hots, which I considered.  I threw some sliced leftover steak from the other night on top of the usual, which is hearts of palm, artichoke hearts, and just a little sliced onion.  We're fancy.

The after-school special.