battered

I couldn't ask for a more relaxing day off. Here I am, at 1:11pm blogging while watching "One tree hill," I know I know. I must be wanting to relive my younger years or something with 80% more drama than in reality. The matcha zucchinni bread is baking in the oven. It should be done by 2 pm. I've already worked out with a 50 minute run, ab exercises and did some legs, I've read my bible and started baking. Ahhh...

As I stare at the mixing bowl, now almost glistening clean, I realise that I have licked a little more of the remaining batter than I should have. I don't know what my problem is (Zoe our rottie pup just cried cause she is biting her own foot) but I always do it even though right after I feel so nasty. I guess I'm a sucker for batter. Blah.