Quite fittingly, this weekend's weather was gloomy and so was I. I spent Friday at home after leaving work early on Thursday because I felt like death warmed over. Apparently my "allergies-or-cold?" illness is a once monthly thing. This time I was positive it was a cold, but by Sunday morning it was gone. Colds aren't normally a 2 day thing, are they? I mean, I'm glad it went away so quickly, but what IS it?
I sucked it up (along with some cold pills) and decided I'd enjoy my weekend anyway since it'd be 5 days until I got another one.
|Sam pondering life's ponderables...or just chewing on her thumbnail. Yeah, it's probably that.|
|Oh, you know, just pouring coffee from my tiny little coffee pot into my gigantic coffee bowl.|
|Fancy foam for a fancy lady.|
|PS Bought myself that ring (amethyst on the left...no, your left) for my birthday. I love it like a child.|
|I ordered the special, a goat cheese, arugula, and roasted red pepper omelette.|
|The beloved hummus...I've missed it so.|
|Sam ordered the farmer's scramble.|
|A look inside my omelette OR staring into the face of perfection.|
After shopping we had to indulge Sam's cravings and get some frozen yogurt. Of course I had to be supportive and get some, too.
|Red Velvet and Dulce de Leche yogurt topped with pecans and coconut|
|Samanth and whatever she got|
It was good. It probably would've been better with the rest of the ingredients, but I made it work. I also roasted some pineapple for dessert.
|And followed that up with a glass of wine.|
|And a surprise appearance by the pomchi! (He was waiting for me to drop some rice...it never happened.)|
As I said, Sunday I woke up feeling much better, so it was time to get back to the gym. But first, a breakfast of sprouted grain bread with natural peanut butter, banana slices, and a drizzle of honey.
Then it was time to suit up. I tried to get Fatboy (aka Spencer) to come along by offering a lovely set of wrist bands to accompany his workout, but he said he already made plans with the couch and simple couldn't break them.
|I made him try the wristbands on anyway.|
Let me tell you, nothing improves a grocery store salad eaten in the laundromat parking lot like watching a man relieve himself on a building 10 yards away. Ahhh, I love our neighborhood.
Those ingredients I bought for dinner were later turned into babaganoush soup. Well, almost. I forgot the tahini, which I imagine is an integral part of the recipe. That said, it turned out great and I'll definitely be making it again.
Now I'm sitting here listening to Sam's commentary on everything that happens on the Grammy's. And WOOO ADELE WINS ALBUM OF THE YEAR!!...and talks about her snot. God, I love her.
Ok, it's over, time for bed. Have a lovely week!