This week has been spring break for me. And I feel like I’ve actually accomplished quite a bit regardless of the fact that I’ve stayed up late, slept in, and haven’t made half the meals I’ve eaten.
Steve and I finally got a dresser after only a year. I don’t want to talk about the state of our clothes organization before that. I’ve been holding out for a solid wood dresser off craigslist for a while because I don’t trust the pressed wood for a dresser that would take a lot of abuse from two gay men and our stockpile of clothing. Everything on craigslist happens to be crap in Humboldt county. People throw around the words vintage and modern like they’re butterflies in Mariah Carey’s mansion. Not cool, bro.
On top of that there’s been a couple photo shoots to help expand el portfolio a little more, and I’ve sort of done some house cleaning and got sucked into Sister Wives and Extreme Couponing through the deep vortex known as Netflix.
And that pretty much sums it up.
I have the weekend off, and I really need to have a home cooked meal. Steve made some amazing steak quesadillas the other night and I need to figure out how to top that.
Step 1 this weekend is to make some more of this granola, subbing out the whole almonds for cashews. I’ve made it a few weekends in a row and just eat random handfuls instead of being civilized with yogurt. (via Joy the Baker)
Steve loves mushrooms. Steve will love these stuffed mushrooms that my girl Cindy has whipped up. Guaranteed. (via Hungry Girl Por Vida)
For some good dessert, you know, to balance out that healthy granola, I’m feeling these sugar cookies made into ice cream sandwiches with some coffee ice cream. Megan would totally approve. (via Take a Megabite)
Maybe I could top them in this vegan caramel, yeah? How about hell yeah. (via Oh, Ladycakes, aka incredibly funny blog)
How great are these cauliflower twice baked potatoes?! I mean, I have to eat more of them if they’re healthy, right? (via Minimalist Baker)
And lastly having the weekend off means weekend breakfasts. Which means these buttermilk biscuits slathered in sausage gravy. then some jam in the afternoon for a second breakfast and a nap. (via Smitten Kitchen)
What are you kids making this weekend?!