Q is for quiche, quail and quince…none of which I had today.
Breakfast: Big bowl o’ quinoa.
Dinner: More quesadillas, including one who forgot Pacman should have been yesterday.
Now that my tortilla and cheese stomach feels like a party the size of the Queen Mary I’m ready for bed. Tomorrow’s busy day will be a run through my meals, though I’ll save the actually running for Sunday’s marathon.