Annoyed with myself.
Few nights ago, I made another pot of that stew that I do not have a name for. From this point on, it is Blazing Saddles stew.
It is the one I made up on the fly ... it contains hamburger meat, can of pork and beans, French's worstershire sauce, onion, bell pepper, ketchup and bbq sauce.
Anyway, I have grown to love it. Tonight after I fed Jennifer and Kevie, I nuked a large bowl of it. At that time, I noticed there would only be enough left for breakfast in the morning.
Damn, at midnight, I woke up, got up and ate all of what was left.
Now I feel down because I was looking so forward to having it for breakfast.
This is a perfect example of why I cannot make my lunch to take to work on the night before.
