This morning I was awakened by a snow plow going by at 6ish so I knew before even looking outside that we had indeed gotten the snow they were forecasting. And as they predicted, it was snow followed by ice which is the worst kind because then it's jagged and treacherous and you can't really play in it :-(
But luckily it was Saturday, so we had a nice warm Saturday breakfast, albeit with a few substitutions because sometimes I forget to have all the ingredients on hand when Saturday rolls around.
|Whole wheat bread, 1 Tbsp peanut butter, baked apple slices, rosemary ham, 3/4 oz cabot 50% light cheddar, fried egg and decaf green|
Once we got to FISC and took the girls to the bathroom about 3 times each (they don't offer bathroom service at the FISC daycare apparently) we settled in for our workout. At the end, we both tried out Ken's new torture device/toy:
|Yes, it's a foam roller. It hurts so good!|
After the gym I sped home (and almost slid into a curb on the ice at one point, eek!) and still arrived a couple minutes after my guests...
My mom and sisters came over so we could all help stamp and stuff Krista's wedding invitations. I fixed myself a random leftovers salad for lunch:
|Greens, artichoke hearts, black rice, salmon, 1 oz feta, 6 jalapeño olives, 1 tsp olive oil, balsamic vinegar|
|1 cup coffee, 1 cup almond milk, 1 banana, 4 drops stevia, handful ice cubes, a pinch of xanthan gum, 1 Tbsp cocoa powder|
Post-smoothie Daddy played hide and seek with the girls, then I oversaw some painting with the new supplies Aunt Kathleen gave Charlotte for her birthday. It was the cleanest painting session I've ever cleaned up!
I also tossed a bunch of spongy old apples into the crock pot to become applesauce.
|About halfway there!|
|Plain-looking but yummy. Cuban sandwich: Pork, beef bacon (whoever heard of such a thing?), spicy dill pickles, mustard, sauteéd onions and cabot 50% light cheddar.|
|My sangria, Will's hand|
|Whine whine whine...|
|I'm so worried|
|So very, very worried|
Dancing with the girls tonight made me realize how much I miss tap. My ankles have gotten weak! I might go looking for an adult tap class again...I keep threatening to get back into it and then I never do because it's hard to find a time and a level that agree with me. Plus I don't necessarily have the urge to don a unitard and perform in a recital or anything like that again so that kinda rules out most dance studios.
To finish out the night I had an orange...
...and we watched No Strings Attached. Meh. It was too long and frustrating, I found the humor to be strange and Ashton Kutcher's hair was awful. I didn't hate it, but it was not remarkable at all. A good movie to get you ready for bed though, so that is where I'm headed.