newer is not always better!

so today . . . i went to mcdonald's for breakfast. all by myself.

i used to do that a lot. rollie plays basketball every saturday morning, and diandra usually tries to sleep in. and while i don't get up all that early, i am usually up and about before her. so i would collect my book and my car keys and head to mcdonald's . . .

my breakfast of choice was originally a sausage egg mcmuffin and a diet coke. and then they changed the pricing, so that you could get TWO sausage egg mcmuffins for just slightly more than one. so, of course i had to order two. but i could only eat one. this posed a problem since i was going to breakfast alone . . . i tried taking the extra one home and warming it up, but it just wasn't the same. and i just couldn't bring myself to only order one, when, you know, i could get two . . .

so then i decided to order the meal. it came with only one mcmuffin, but also with a drink and hash browns--crispy, golden, hot hash browns. YUM! they tasted just like perfectly fried tater tots! and were probably killing me slowly. but then . . .

. . . cinnamon melts made their appearance--delicious little balls of bread dough swimming in cinnamon sugar goo and topped with melty frosting--and all for about $1.25! this, i decided, was my new favorite food. i would eat cinnamon melts any time of the day or night. i would drive to mcdonald's just to get cinnamon melts. (the joy of living in a metropolis--mcdonald's is only about a mile and a half from my house. in fact, i could walk there--and probably should have considering how many cinnamon melts i was ingesting!) i would buy two or three at a time, because unlike the sausage egg mcmuffin, they were really good heated up. and i could get three for less than $5!!

and then we went on the south beach diet.

no more sausage egg mcmuffins (because the pesky mcmuffin would stick to the sausage egg part,) and no more cinnamon melts (do i really need to explain why?!?!?)

but i have recently decided that moderation is better than totally excluding certain foods from my system. so today i went once again to mcdonald's for saturday morning breakfast--just me and my book--planning to order cinnamon melts. i had to stand in line for a few minutes, so i perused the menu. and then i saw it. under the dessert heading. cinnamon melts.

wait, no. cinnamon melts aren't dessert--they are breakfast. you know, they are like cinnamon rolls which are clearly a breakfast food. desserts contain chocolate, and there isn't any chocolate in cinnamon melts. and i would never, EVER eat a dessert food for breakfast--well, except maybe for the occasional brownie. clearly, someone made a big mistake when updating that menu. sheesh. dessert.

then it was my turn to order. what to do, what to do . . . should i go back to the sausage egg mcmuffin? should i order two? or get the meal?? because obviously i could not eat dessert for breakfast.

BUT . . . what if someone had mistakenly put the cinnamon melts on the dessert menu? what if the menu person was on a diet and was taking their restrictions out on everybody? what if cinnamon melts were really still a breakfast food and no one knew?????

being the rebel that i am, i decided to take a stand. so i stepped up to the cash register and ordered cinnamon melts and soda. for my breakfast!

ok, that's a lie--i actually ordered two cinnamon melts, but only because when i ordered them, the cashier said, "just one cinnamon melt?" and it sounded so pathetic (just one?) that i said, "ok, give me two."

but i only ate one. see, moderation.

i'll have the other one tomorrow.

or maybe later tonight . . .

another saturday . . .

so today . . . was saturday.

i say "was" because it is mostly over, and i don't know what happened to it . . .

i woke up earlier than normal, but it was disorienting because rollie was still asleep. rollie never sleeps later than me. never. ever. but today he is sick, and there was no basketball at the church. (i mention this, because it took both of those events to keep him in bed past 6:00 a.m.) i hated to get up, because i was afraid i would disturb him and he really needed to sleep. but milo decided it was time for everyone to wake up. i could tell this because he tried to cuddle up to rollie's face and lick it. i saw him maneuvering for position, so i grabbed him and rolled him closer to me so he couldn't reach rollie's face. "oh!" milo thought, "you want me to lick your face!!" finally, in self defense (and in the interests of breathing,) i decided there was less risk of waking rollie if i got out of bed and took milo with me.

we headed downstairs where i spent the next 15 minutes doing all the stuff my pulmonary doctor says i have to do every morning and night in order to stay healthy. although, since i am showing signs of getting sick again, i am not so sure how much difference it is making.

then milo and i went into the family room and settled on the couch with my laptop so i could take care of my facebook games. i grumbled a bit about the new format, until i played around with it and made some changes that mollified me, at least temporarily. yes, milo was the only one there to hear me grumble, but i did it anyway. he is one of the few people who are not put off by my grumbling. in fact, it seems to compel him to try to lick my face off. i think he is trying to make me feel better, although that pretty much seems to be his response to everything . . .

once rollie was up and around, we discussed what to do. it was a beautiful day today--warm and sunny--a perfect day to get out of the house and go somewhere. but with both of us battling bugs, we decided it was not a very good day for us to be out and about. so we opened up all the windows (so that we could at least enjoy the warm air,) settled in front of our tivo, and caught up on our favorite shows. and snacked. and then napped.

well, actually rollie napped. i cleaned out my t-shirt drawer. and i was ruthless! the truth is, i don't wear a lot of long sleeved t-shirts, and yet i find myself with a whole drawerful--so most of them didn't make the cut. but then i started wondering why i hang up my short sleeved t-shirts in the closet, but fold the long sleeved ones and put them in a drawer. and why do i hang up some of my sweaters but put others in the drawer. really. apparently i have some sort of system, but i can't explain it. i know which sweaters and t-shirts go where, but if i tried to tell you how i know the difference, i couldn't do it. and now it is bothering me . . .

i did laundry. i checked out more blog designs. i kept watching island paradise on fb, because there was thieving to be done. (i used to be nice, but i got tired of my island being pillaged. so now, i am a pillager too!) i watched shopping tv (tucson gem show weekend! yay!!) and then we went to dinner.

and now the day is over, and i don't know what happened to it! i guess i should be glad i made it through the day without feeling the need to go to urgent care. but i would have much rather spent the day at the beach . . . with my tissues . . . and my cough drops . . . and my blanket . . .

sigh.

maybe not. i'm exhausted just thinking about it . . .