My brother aka roomie was out of town this weekend so I had the place ALL to my lonesome sans nephew, sans puppy and sans him. Cue the freaking angels. Don't get me wrong, I love them all, but I really miss living alone and enjoyed my peaceful weekend all to myself.
Friday night I had dinner with a few high school friends at a wood-fire Italian pizza restaurant in Downtown Plano called Urban Crust. The wait was an hour and a half, so we went next door for a few bevys while we waited.
Saturday I got to sleep in which NEVER happens on Saturday because normally I babysit Reesey until 2 p.m. Sleeping in and getting to do whatever I want on a Saturday? I mean, I didn't know what to do with myself. I woke up at noon, made an egg white and turkey bacon english muffin sang then sipped on coffee in my Snuggie.
I spent Saturday night on my couch watching Walk the Line, which I started crying only 8 minutes into. Typical.
|I could not decide which DVD to watch.|
I got bored so I decided to play around in the kitchen. I invented a pastry and to my surprise, it turned out really good and is so easy to make. I'm no scientist so don't quote me, but each pastry puff should be around 250 calories (maybe less) if my calculations are correct.
1. 1 frozen puff pastry sheet, thawed and cut into 6 pieces
2. 6 one inch cubes of reduced fat Philidelphia cream cheese
3. 6 slices of strawberries
4. 6 teaspoons of strawberry preserve
5. Egg wash (one egg + 1 tbsp water)
Thaw your pastry sheet and cut into 6 pieces. In the center of each pastry sheet, place a teaspoon of strawberry preserve, then a cube of cream cheese and top with a strawberry slice.
Spray muffin pan with non-stick spray. Place each sheet in the pan and close seam.
Brush the top with egg wash and sprinkle with cinnamon.
Bake at 400 degrees for about 20 minutes or until golden brown. Serve with a side of cool whip and another dash (or 2) of cinnamon.
Sunday I slept in again and then I had brunch with my friend Kathryn and her hubs. BLT with fresh avocado anyone?
I then spent the rest of my day cleaning and doing laundry. I can finally see the bottom of my closet, which I probably haven't seen since I moved in October.
There you have it. After writing this post, I see I apparently spent my weekend eating. #fatty I swear I burned some calories sweeping, mopping and dusting. At least I hope so.