But I am really, really bad about lazy days.
I can never seem to get the ‘lazy’ part down right.
It’s not that I’m super anal about getting everything done… but is it weird that I do prefer to be lazy in a clean house with a vacuumed floor, clean dishes and a large pot of freshly brewed iced tea next to me?
Because sadly, all of those preferences require working… which defeats the lazy day purpose.
I bet you’re thinking, “why can’t you do those things on your productive day off so your lazy day can be lazy?”
Good question. I have no answers. Just more whining.
Bear with me.
But today, I vowed I would make it a lazy day.
I would start my day with only what I absolutely had to do: take my mom to work, and walk Mannie.
So I walked Mannie and everything was going dandy until I rounded the corner and ran into her. The Forgetful Lady.
Let me fill y’all in: Mannie doesn’t like other dogs. He is antisocial. I’ve tried the whole socializing-my-dog thing and it didn’t work. Mannie hated me for days afterward, I was scared for another dog fight, and ultimately I had to win over his trust again with ample amounts of dog biscuits.
So dogs + Mannie = no bueno. And that’s that.
Every dog-walker I encounter on our walks understands when I politely explain Mannie doesn’t like other dogs. They say “okay” and walk away respectfully.
But the Forgetful Lady never says okay.
Every time I see her, she and her cute Lab/Chow mix perk up and immediately start crossing the street in my direction. It’s at that time I shout “Sorry, my dog isn’t too friendly” and proceed walking.
“Can we meet your dog?” Forgetful Lady responds.
Pause. “Uh, no, sorry. Mannie isn’t very friendly. He doesn’t like other dogs too much. I’m sorry.” (Make forced empathetic face and move on).
And then, psychopath explains she has met my dog before in this neighborhood.
Mannie is an equal-opportunist dog-hater. He hates everyone and all their dogs. I have never met that lady or her dog in my life.
But Forgetful Lady doesn’t care. Because she forgets.
And then she asks again and again.
Today was no exception. I rounded the corner with Mannie and there she was, opposite side of the street, strolling with her Lab/Chow and began to cross over.
“HIIIII!!!!” she exclaims like a crazed maniac. “Can we meet your dog?!” Her dog whimpers, mine’s ears raise.
“Nope, sorry. Mannie’s not friendly. Have a nice day.” (Walks away quickly; can’t turn back now)
I could almost hear the “but we’ve met before” but then I put in my ear-phones and decided on my lazy day, I was not going to be nice if I didn’t have to be.
Then I came home and baked cupcakes. And with baking cupcakes comes dishes.
So I had to do those before I sat on my ass and watched LA Ink.
And after eating a lot of food (lazy days = pig out days) I looked down to see I looked particularly chunky today.
I don’t know about you, but it’s really hard to focus on being lazy when you feel like Chubby McChubster’s fat cousin, Porky.
So then I was focused on trying to squeeze some gym time in later. But I realized I don’t like the gym. May as well make peace with being chunky today, then.
As I was thinking about whether or not I should get on the floor and half-ass some sit-ups, I remembered I had a work meeting tonight.
Great. Work on my day off? What happened to being lazy?
Where did my lazy day go?
It died when I had to put effort into being nice to Forgetful Lady. Stupid lady.
Working on my lazy day kinda paid off, though, ’cause I made these amazing Almond Joy Cupcakes.
And they kinda help with the chubby feeling, too, since I made them with unsweetened applesauce, cutting the fat and calories, and fat-free sweetened condensed milk for the yummy coconut center.
So it’s okay to be lazy when you’re eating healthy, right?
Almond Joy Cupcakes
1 box chocolate cake mix
1 cup water
1/3 cup unsweetened applesauce
1 small box sugar free/fat free chocolate cake mix
1 small (14oz) can sweetened condensed milk (you can use any kind)
2 1/4 cup shredded coconut, divided
1 pkg Baker’s Dipping Chocolate or half a bag of chocolate candy melts
24 whole almonds
Buttercream frosting (recipe and ingredients follow)
1. Preheat your oven to 350 degrees F. Line 2 muffin tins with 24 paper liners. First, in a medium bowl, mix together 2 (two) cups of the coconut and the entire can of milk until combined. Set aside. In a large bowl, beat together cake mix, water, applesauce, and eggs until well blended, about 2 minutes. Beat or stir in pudding mix until combined. Evenly portion batter into the muffin tins.
2. On top of each mound of batter, place a rounded teaspoon of coconut mixture. The coconut mixture will bake into the cake and end up toward the middle or bottom of the cake. I found that some of the milk cooked into the cake which was fine for me, but if you prefer a gooey center, I would suggest skipping this part, coring out your baked chocolate cupcakes, and adding the coconut mixture after they’re baked and cooled, then proceed with frosting.
3. Bake cupcakes approximately 16-18 mins or until a toothpick inserted near the center comes out clean. Cool completely. Prepare frosting.
Vanilla Buttercream Frosting
2/3 cup butter, softened
1 tsp vanilla extract
2-3 tsp milk
Approx. 4 cups powdered sugar
1. In the bowl of a stand mixer, beat butter and vanilla until creamy, about 2 minutes. Gradually add in powdered sugar, one cup at a time, until a stiff but spreadable consistency is reached. Add milk, one teaspoon at a time, if frosting becomes too thick.
2. Pipe onto cooled cupcakes. Place frosted cupcakes in freezer for about 30 minutes to harden frosting. Meanwhile, prepare your dipping chocolate or candy melts according to package directions.
3. Once cupcakes have been briefly chilled and frosting is cold and solid, carefully dip tops of cupcakes into the melted chocolate. Sprinkle with remaining coconut and top, gently, with an almond. If you wanted, you could toast the remaining coconut, but I kept mine plain. Store cupcakes covered in fridge.
These make having a not-so-lazy-lazy day much more enjoyable. Hence probably why they’re Almond Joy. Duh.
I make so much sense when I’m lazy!