every two weeks J goes away overnight for work. on those nights, i do what i always did up until i met him. i eat the thing that takes the shortest time in the kitchen, sit back and eat while reading magazines, making lists of recipes i might like to try, texting, and surfing the internet. i use my computer as a placemat. i usually end up with peanut butter on toast. or cereal. or cookies. this particular night it was olive paste on pretzel chips. i am always so happy when j gets back and makes a real meal.
also, we had no internet for two days here. that was rough.