The Catholic Girlie turned 11 years old today, and I’m finding myself in a state of, well, I’m not quite sure what state I’m finding myself in right now. Our little family ‘home’ party went better than planned, mostly because I was able to shop for a few party necessities early this morning, and then pre-cook dinner, bake cookies, decorate and bring treats to her classroom all before the school bell rang for the day. All this left me thinking, “Now that’s why being an independent consultant is so incredible!” Amazing.

So CG returned home from school to find the house all decorated in her honor, along with party goodies like cake, presents, music and more. We took pictures, pigged out and enjoyed her presents - it was total fun for all. In fact, the smile on CG’s face indicated that she was on top of the world about the whole 11th birthday thing, the best present of all. Woohoo!

But all the partying is not quite over yet. Oh no, it’s not. Why? you ask? Because turning 11 years old just wouldn’t be quite right without a sleepover with all of your closest 5th grader friends, now would it? Which is exactly why I’ve planned the party of the century to be held right here in the Catholic Homestead, so that exactly 9 people will get absolutely no sleep whatsoever over the weekend and will return completely bleary-eyed to work/school on Monday. That’s exactly what turning 11 is all about.

Party on.

You’re never going to believe this, but it’s true. I’ve actually deviated from my usual Lean Cuisine frozen lunch variety and had myself a South Beach Diet entree for lunch today. And now I remember exactly why I avoid performing such atrocities. It’s like this…

CHICKEN FILLER(?)

I’m not going into details about how the chicken in this particular Chicken Bosilico with Rotini entree tasted like some sort of boogery gelatinoid substance, completely devoid of actual CHICKEN MEAT. Nope. Not going there today. Instead I will warn you against purchasing and taking any kind of bites out of that toxic gunk boxed up all innocent-like in the frozen food aisle. That stuff is EVIL, I tell you. Even after I’ve brushed my teeth with Arm & Hammer peroxide toothpaste, I still can’t seem to get the memory of that icky substance out of my head.

So what’d you have for lunch anyway?

It’s about time I posted a ‘What I Had for Lunch’ blog, don’t you think? So here goes.

This morning I helped out in the media center at the Catholic Kids’ school, keeping my growling stomach under control by drinking bottled water and chewing gum. These tactics worked for a few hours, but by the time I returned back home to re-charge and get ready for more errand running, my stomach was screaming:

FEED ME ALREADY, WOMAN! CAN’T YOU HEAR ME GROWLING DOWN HERE?! LIKE I’M DOING THIS FOR MY HEALTH?! SHEESH.

So I’m pulling out the proverbial ‘big guns’ and having myself a big bowl of popcorn & Quaker Snack Mix alongside a Lean Cuisine meat & cheese lasagna.

Rumbling all gone. How heavenly.

What’s in your lunch today?

Weather. We all love it, don’t we? Especially if you’re a kid watching school cancellations roll across the television screen, leaving Mom & Dad to rearrange schedules, right?

Lordy.
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