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Today is going blah.
 

I hate being Debbie Downer but I just feel eh, mundane.  I so wish I was working full time for my own business already.  I know, soon enough.  Put in the legwork now, keep myself invested, inevitably it's going to take a turn.

 But I want it nowwwwww.

Ick.  Enough Wendy Whiney, amiright?

What else am I:

Working on:

That well-being and fitness y'all!  'Tis Florida Spring almost and it is time to get back outside enjoying wellness j. The form of walks, tennis, maybe even roller blading this season.  I've always loved skating and I wouldn't mind getting a pair to mix things up.
 

Thinking about:
Mob Wives.  Big Ang, I can't.  My heart is so broken over her passing and I'm sick.  I haven't been able to watch the show since, hence now having to play catch up.  What a vivacious, life living example of how it ought to be done!  There was absolutely a spark in Big Ang and I know she lives on because of this, but dammit man, cancer really does miserably, terribly suck.

Cooking:
We went to Brio a while back and had the best bruschetta sampler ever.  There was savory, sweet, light, fuller, you name it.  So the other night, I says to myself, "hmm I have 2 hoagies that must be used, but not a want for a sammy..."
 
A-ha!  What slices real nice and is mighty good with cheese and buttah slathered over top?

Bruschetta 3 ways!




Now I don't want to brag...ah hell, yes I do! This, THIS is worth bragging.

We had a traditional style with toasted garlic Parmesan bread and a spinach, tomato, balsamic salad laid over top; a pesto and fresh mozzarella toasty bit of goodness; and the Mack daddy, star of the show: a homemade blackberry and peach jam with bacon crumbles lathered over top crispy toast points of melty cheddar cheese!!!!!!

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