I made a canned soup because I have a frigging cold and little time feel too lazy to cook and really need something hot and slimy. But then something rode me and I added six different vegetables (don't ask why I had all of that in the house) to the canned goulash soup and accidentally turned it into semi-fresh garden vegetable stew!
EDIT: seven vegetables if you count the additional potato. And it's clear the motivator was guild/sense of responsibiity
One of the very few cases in which guilt tastes good.
Well, ain't that swell. Left over $1k worth of new video equipment that I need Monday at my friend's house, said she could play with it. To her that meant she could lend it to some girl to take to Burning Man. No doubt the girl was hot, she's so damned predictable. I should've known better.