Suffering Cupboards

As predicted, Monday morning marked the initiation of my new Aussie Starbucks mug care of Laura!

Also, probably predicted was more of my love affair with Trader Joe’s almond butter on an English muffin.

Strawberries remaining from Friday night’s cheeeesefest.

Because I’ve spent about a gazillion dollars on fun nights out the last couple of weeks I have forced this week’s grocery budget to suffer.  This means cupboard raiding at it’s finest.  Canned tuna to the rescue.

Fully loaded tuna salad: with carrots, celery, pickles, capers, green onion, olive oil mayo, Dijon, and salt & pepper.

Served with veggies rescued from the deep depths of the refrigerator and bagel chips.

Clearly my friend Ray didn’t get the memo about me spending less money as he showed up for a coffee run mid-afternoon.  We combined the coffee visit with Chibi’s afternoon jaunt. 

Just look at that face waiting outside the doors! :)

I forget what this was, but it had whip cream.  That’s all that mattered.

In keeping with the Mother Hubbard’s cupboard theme, dinner was comprised of random fridge finds.

The star of the show was the leftover caramelized onion cheddar turned into a grilled cheese with tomatoes.  Alongside a salad of romaine, spinach, chopped apple, and bacon…dressed with lemon juice and olive oil.

The cheddar was a little strong but it all worked. :)

After dinner I was supposed to spend the evening trying a Yin Yoga class with my friend Matt, but we both ended up cancelling due to injuries.  He wrecked his shoulder at work and I’m deathly afraid that my blown disc is rearing it’s ugly head again…and last time yoga was one of the worst things I did.

So instead I cracked open these candies from Laura and had a cuddlefest with the pets on the sofa.

Yummy gummy!!

Happy Monday Wednesday everyone!