Update: I am heartbroken about the Boston tragedy, and can’t begin to fathom the pain, fear, and sorrow being felt by those affected. Please join me in praying that God blankets hearts with comfort, bodies with healing, and souls with peace.
Three—massages received. From my mom. Does that sound kinky? I don’t care. True story: I could spent the rest of my life sitting in the same spot while someone massages or scratches my back. I wish I could hire a 24/7 masseuse slash back scratcher.
One—National Grilled Cheese Day celebrated. I know I’ve been rather chatty about national food holidays for the past few weeks…
Eight-–Lil’ Critter Gummy Vites eaten.
Hi, my name is Sara, and still take kid’s vitamins. In excess. I have to hide them from view because if they were sitting out on the kitchen counter, they’d be gone in two days—and me with them. Note to self: vitamin overdoses can and do happen. Consuming quadruple the recommended dosage isn’t a good idea.
One-–romance ended. On Friday night, I met Meg and Laura for sushi, and about mid-way through my meal, I realized that maguro (raw tuna) is no longer meeting my…umm, needs.
How is that even possible? Tuna has been my sushi lust for years!
One-–romance begun. We stopped at Goody’s after dinner to visit with our friend Kyla (she’s a manager there), but spent the entire time chatting and left empty-handed.
Spending an hour in a building that smells like waffle cones will, without fail, queue a major ice cream craving. Fortunately my mom keeps the freezer well-stocked.
Not only is that Talenti gelato super duper creamy, it’s also packed with flakes of coconut. Right now, that’s all I need in a romantic relationship.
And speaking of ice cream…
Twelve—dollars almost spent on this.
Twelve dollars! Clearly, I’m obsessed with ice cream, but clearly, I don’t have enough money to drop that much money on a pint that would surely be devoured in a few days.Waaah! I do, however, know about the concept of saving, and I think Jeni’s Sweet Potato Ice Cream with Torched Marshmallows is worth pinching pennies for.
Twenty–-minutes of treadmill HIIT torture. This is the perfect time to talk about exercise because, you know, ice cream and sprinting go hand in hand. 😉
Joking aside, in my quest to cut back on cardio, I’m now doing just one or two sessions per week–usually on the weekends. I’ve been a long distance runner since high school, so to say that reducing my mileage has been a challenge would be a major understatement. I have to dig deep when I feel the urge to jump on the treadmill, but resisting that urge is worth it. Reaching those goals won’t be easy, but I have faith that I can do it.
Five-minutes spent crooning over this cute Never Crabby onesie.
Don’t worry, no buns in the oven! However, nothing makes me want babies more than fawning over the cuteness in Gap Baby. I could spend hours in there!
One—Unwich devoured. My mom and I stopped at Jimmy John’s after perusing the farmer’s market Saturday, and I ordered the lettuce-wrapped “Turkey Tom,,” which came with avocado, tomatoes, cucumbers, and onions.
Guess what. I finished it in six bites. And then I ate a bag of my favorite popcorn in the entire world (<–white cheddar +black truffle!!), followed by a second lunch when I got home. Those uniwches are a delicious snack, but I’d need three of them to make a meal!
One–new iPhone case purchased.
I really love polka dotes, and I really love Kate Spade, but an iPhone case is the only Kate Spade item I own. I can save for one week and buy ice cream, or I can save my entire life and buy a $500 bag. Priorities. 😉
Too many—things in my tote bag. This is just a few of about sixty-seven billion items that calls my tote bag home. I don’t usually carry my big camera, but snacks, water bottles, books, receipts, probiotic drinks and, lip gloss (x’s 3)? Every day.
Hundreds— of minutes spent listening to Whitney Houston Pandora radio. It was all Whitney, all weekend long. I can’t get this song out of my head. You know, the one that goes:
There can be mirraaaaaacles, when you beeeelieeeeve…
Preach it, sister.
Twenty—“skinny rules” broken. A reader sent me an email several days ago, telling me she felt conflicted about breaking food rules—especially those listed here. It breaks my heart that this list is trending on Pinterest. The only food rule I believe in is this: eat what you love and what loves you—when YOU want.
And speaking of eating what I love…
Four—pieces of bacon sampled during Sunday brunch.
But I’ll save that story for another day. 😉
I hope your Monday is truly marvelous! Remember, every day presents a new opportunity to choose happiness—an opportunity to express gratitude for our blessings; an opportunity to bless others with a warm hug or smile.
Make sure to hop on over to Healthy Diva Life and wish Katie a happy birthday today!
I want to know…
What does your vitamin and supplement “cocktail” look like?
I take gummy multi-vitamins daily. Vitamin D and fish oil when I remember, which is 4 times/week…on a good week.
Messy purse/tote/bag or clean purse/tote/bag? What “I can’t believe it’s in there” item is in yours right now?
Found at the bottom of my bag: mustard and nut butter packets. You know, for emergencies.
What are YOU listening to on Pandora right now?
What’s the BEST thing you ate over the weekend?