Today I was reminded about why I love Panera, and why I should never ever go there. I've never been there for breakfast before and I now that I have, I'm almost a bit screwed. Ham and Swiss Souffle, incredible. Cinnamon Crunch bagel, amazing. All made better by the absolute fabulous company I was with. But between all of the bread from my bottom of the valley day, my pizza last night and the bread this morning, my stomach is all angry and I'm up.
Work got canceled today, so I'm cozying down and watching some tv, really relaxing. Maybe get some laundry done. Plus, I don't feel quite so bad about my eating day because it turns out I'm female and we all get one day a month to eat, and I didn't even know mine was here. But helps with the guilt a little bit. Add to that the fact that I finally talked to my brother a bit and drastically reduced my stress level. Yeah, despite the amazing bread, I'm definitely on my way back up.
I'm so happy it's raining.