My sister is actually in town, call it leftover from our Mother's Day adventure. She goes to school down in Mankato, so for her to spend a few days up here in the action is pretty rare. So she hangs out at my apartment with Sheldon as I do the whole 8-5 thing. Then we hang out, like last night, with good TV and bad Chinese food. Or should I say bad TV and good Chinese food? I love Mondays.
Because I actually want to live to see 30, I prepped my body for Grease Overload 2010 with steamed broccoli, cabbage, onions and eggplant. Drizzled with hoisin sauce because it is a Chinese-themed meal after all.
Some people start their meals with salad. I apparently start with steamed veggies.
Then came the deliciousness that is Chinese delivery. My sister and I split veggie lo mein and some spring rolls--vegetarian of course. Now Hilary (Cute, huh? I'm Heidi, she's Hilary. Our parents are so clever.) isn't a vegetarian. She's quite the opposite. She prides herself on being addicted to meat. And I'm okay with that.
Do you see how those noodles glisten? That's grease glisten.
And no, I really don't want to have a conversation about how ginormous that portion is. Nor do I want to discuss how many additional plates of said grease glisten I devoured throughout TV Marathon Monday Night. I'll let your mind wander.
Anyone else have any really bad TV they'll admit to watching? Specifically, anyone want to do some speculating as to who we think is getting the ring in next week's Gossip Girl finale?