Don't Judge Me. We Must Be Approaching Mid-Terms. I Begin at 7 a.m. & Go Until 10 p.m. - This Was My Dinner Last Night & I Loved It

My days are always long, but this year they are extra-long because I signed up for a commitment that requires an extra 30-hours that I didn't plan for. I'm trying to stay on top of it all, so when I got home at 9:45 last night on a day that began at 7:15, I thought, "What will I eat for dinner?"

I challenged Lawrence Welk, The Waltons, and Sunday Nights in Utica and Clay. Well, of course. Popcorn will work. I haven't had popcorn in years I hate movie popcorn because of the butter, but I always loved good ol' fashion popped corn. No microwaves. Just the stove. 

Wola. I found a bag of popcorn at 10 p.m. and made myself a gourmet meal. 

Granted, I took chicken out and I thought I'd find time to grill outside between obligations, but when I saw Karal looking for exercise, I ignored my own feeding and took her for a long walk. I feel I made the right decision. 

Trust me. She ate most of this bowl of popcorn, too, before rampaging with her pet monkey and crocodile. It's an energy thing. The popcorn made her happy.

This morning, I'm up at 6:30 and ready to give it another day of 14-hours. I do see a glimmer of light mid-afternoon and I'm packing popcorn to bring with me (and a Diet Coke). Not sure how healthy that is, as I know I need protein, too. It's coming. Just not during the work week. 

But truth be told: I don't think I've had such a memorable, delicious dinner in a long time. It works. It was easy. I did it old-school style and it made me happy. I should also note that these posts I create daily are always a reflection of what catches my attention and is most important. I wish I could fill you in on the brilliance of the meetings I attended or the conversations I was invited to attend, but that is not the case. 

Trust me: a popcorn dinner was the most exciting part of my day.