Spoiled. 1 word. I am.. spoiled…

Upset upon reading Harry Potter for the zillionth time and grumpy about the ending.. (even though I’ve read it before)… and not wanting to disturb me…

The Boy decided, yet again to take matters into his own hands.

Right now he’s in the kitchen cooking Vietnamese Pork Chops (which I might post tmrw).

The entree dish was Hot and Sour Soup with Fresh prawns…

Served with rice, we had sliced pork, choy sum and silken tofu…

Edamame and chargrilled sliced pork served with lemon juice…

Dessert … poached pear with Cinnamon, Raisins and Nutmeg…

I’m so tired… I’ve forgotten how it is to wake up early, go to work… (or in my case this week, go to class)…

Where on earth did I find the energy to go to work and cook and clean?? Where do people find it??

I’m exhausted.. as I sit here and laze and type this out, I’ve already cooked rice and prepared all the ingredients for the Boy.

Hungry… cold… and weary of another day of class tomorrow… *SIGH*…

The class isn’t actually that bad. I just like to whinge!