Table for One

I was on my own for dinner last night but after a weekend of not really cooking a single proper meal, there wasn't any leftovers to heat up. The girls had grabbed a quick sandwich before play practice and texted about making a frozen pizza when they got home. The daughters and I never did make masala over the weekend but I had a package of naan in the fridge that I had bought at half price and thrown in the freezer for a future use a few weeks back that now needed to be used. Some whole milk mozzarella, a little olive oil, garlic powder and Italian seasoning, and the naan, and a couple flat brad pizza's were born. We had some leftover sliced tomatoes, iceberg lettuce, and a few crumbly pieces of bacon left hiding from DH's last Thursday's BLT's DH. I made a nice side salad, topping with some of the leftover seeds from my Friday office salad.

 It felt like a proper meal and I actually sat down at the table to eat it, instead of hunched over my computer screen. I had intended to eat just two quarters from one of the breads, but darn, if  the whole thing was devoured. I guess I know why my weight loss continues to stall. There was plenty of salad fixings for DH, plus the other bread. My husband is not much of an international eater and had no idea what the base was for the pizza's. "Is this focaccia bread?" he asked, though pronounced it like "foe ka chi a" which I know he did to get a rise out of me, as mispronouncing words even after being corrected on the proper pronunciation drives me nuts! He'll also call ciabatta bread chobani, like the yogurt, bread. 

It was such a nice night, one where I hardly cared it is only Monday of the week. I left work early and got home to take the pup for a long walk. We had a couple close calls with other dogs when one nearly jumped the fence barking. The owners claim he can't, but I feel like he get's higher  each time I walk past that yard. When pup was about 6 months old, a boxer burst through a back gate and tried to attack him when we were on a walk. I managed to defend him before he was hurt, but I got pretty banged up in the process. This isn't the same dog, or even house, but the same type and next door to the other occurrence so we're both still cautious walking by. At the next cul de sac, part of our walking route, a  lab who pup normally greets with some friendly sniffs and tail wags had two other big dogs in his yard and all three ran at us-not to us, but then  were diverted by being called back to the yard. Each one was triple pup's size. My heart was in my throat for a few seconds. The rest of the walk was just a smelling bounty for pup, but no more dogs trying to get to him. Later, while my pizza's baked and then after, I got caught up on some unfinished work by logging into the office. 

Now that the nice weather is in, I'll need to be planful about dinner so as not to waste the nice nights indoors. If I can come across more of the packaged breads on clearance, as I think a bit pricey at full cost, I'll stock up I can as these were quick and easy, and a little variety from a traditional frozen pizza. Anything could go on top, but I like flatbreads simple. Here's to the rest of a promised sunny week.