Like a Fine Wine....

...this is the longest brewed batch of overnight oats ever. How long? One week. haha. I wanted to use rice for part of it this time but I needed a container for the leftover rice, I didn't have one so I went ahead and put it in the pb jar. I added some yogurt and almond milk to keep it from drying out over the week. Friday night I added the other ingredients before realizing that we had a planned power outage for this morning (Sunday) so I couldn't use the microwave so I should save them for Sunday. So the oats and rice and all soaked for an extra day.
This made for the best raisins everrrrr. I never eat raisins without somehow plumping them in the microwave or boiling water or overnight oats. I added them on Monday with the rice hey were so plump!

• 1/2 c cooked brown rice
• 1/4 c oat bran
• 2 T wheat bran
• 1 t quinoa (LOVE this in overnight oats)
• 1 T raisins
• 2 T Greek yogurt
• 2 T almond milk
• vanilla
• cinnamon
• salt
• splenda
• water (I made this one pretty soupy, no idea why I was just feelin' it.)

And as always, some cinnamon puffins for crunch. The extra fridge time made the pb really soak into the oats which I happened to love for this sort because I actually hate the cinnamon raisin pb. But mixed it in was yummy.

Guess what I did yesterday?

• 5 Online quizzes for Public Speaking
• 1 Online discussion post, two responses for Public Speaking
• 1 Online quiz for Intro to Education
• 6 Exercises for French
• Read 50 pages of Homer's the Odyssey
• Read 30 pages of my Education text book

Snackage to break up the monotony.
Dates, Laughing Cow, Kashi crackers.

Today I have to:

• Read 40 pages of my Philosophy book
• Read book XI of the Odyssey (The Kingdom of the Dead--excited!)
• Write a response to a short film in French
• GRADE PAPERS

As you can see, I'm busy. I was very frazzled yesterday and when I'm frazzled, I eat comfort food. I know I didn't post anything patriotic yesterday. It isn't because I don't care, I live in a military town. I know people who are overseas or have been before and I just feel that what I have to say isn't even a glimpse of what should be said.

I'll put it this way: reflect on yourself. Who do you have prejudices against? Why? Is your hate worth the energy? Probably not. People died and people are dying for hate so I put forth compassion because it's the only way I know to combat it.

That being said, yesterday I had a very comforting lunch without even realizing where it came from. I had this sandwich:
I'm hooked on open faced sammiches now. Laughing cow, cheese, tomato, onion, and pepper.
Sandwiches consisting of mayo, Kraft singles, and tomato are the ultimate comfort food to me. (Recently I've replaced mayo with Laughing Cow, it's really good.)

But the origin of this sandwich is NYC. The summer before my 8th grade year my family took a trip to NYC. We ate at nice restaurants at night so we would eat as cheap as we could for lunch. There was this little deli by our motel that was cheaper than any other place. I got the same thing every day, the tomato and cheese sandwich. I was obsessed with them. I got back home and I was like mom! I need one of those sandwiches! She just looked at me and handed me the bag of bread saying "There's Kraft cheese and a tomato in the fridge." Lol. So then I took one to lunch everyday with....
Goldfish! Here, with pretzel sticks as well.
The Big Apple. (Actually a pretty small apple from the cafe.)
Fizziness for my mouth sans caffeine. (49 cents at Aldi!)

I have got to show you my dinner. One thing was very, very special:
Sweet potato with coconut butter. It's the ambrosia of the gods. (Someone's been reading too much Homer) Oh my frak, it's like delight licked my tongue.
Seriously. Better than cinnamon, butter, basil, cumin, ANYTHING.