Brunchness and Grownupness

So, we had an amazing brunch on Sunday but I forgot to take pictures because I was too busy cooking.  Actually, I kind of forgot to change my clothes because I was too busy cooking.  I was, in fact, so busy cooking that I barely ate anything and I almost forgot to drink.  What?  Who is this weird person?  I also forgot to take pictures of the deliciousness, but it was enjoyed by all.  Susan and I have been enjoying it every morning since and been happy that we had a brunch party. 

Then, I discovered that a restaurant just opened in Philly directly ripping off my old employers at the Hampton Chutney Co.  At first, I was a bit excited that I could finally get a freaking dosa in Philly and then I realized that even if their food was good, I couldn't really eat there knowing they were thieves.  I did a bit of recon for Isabel (I admit it, I ate a dosa as 'research' and it was disgusting) and I don't think they have anything to worry about.  In return, Isabel has promised to consider opening a shop in Philly.  Actually, what she said is that she is coming to Philly in May for her Penn reunion.  What I heard is:  'You will convince me to open a shop in Philly and let you run it while you are in nursing school.'

And yeah, tomorrow I'm going to CCP for an open house and looking into applying to their nursing school.  It would start next fall if I get in (which I need to give myself a little credit and assume that I will).  I don't know, I just need a change to doing something other than making old white men a ton of money.  I fell into this new therapist who I've seen like twice and we split our time between talking about relationships and my intense laziness and lack of direction.  My homework was to make an appointment to get some info from CCP about the nursing program and come up with some questions to ask.  He does a life coach kind of approach it seems.  Which is good because I need someone to kick me in my lazy, sex obsessed ass.