But, alas, it is 9:30 at night, and I'm just now finding time to sit down and write today's post.
Life got in the way today. So, this is going to be short and sweet. A summary of yesterday, which it turns out was a pretty darn good day.
|It says "today." It should say "yesterday." Today was just ok.|
So, it started at 4:45 a.m. Nothing unusual about that. But, what was unusual was that I hadn't set my alarm because I wasn't planning on running. I wanted to sleep in . . . until . . . say 5:45. Crazy, I know.
|That's not my clock. That's not my table. It was not that bright.|
But, at 4:45, I was awake thinking about my aching back . . .
|If you don't "get" this picture, well . . . we can never really be friends.|
She had chocolate milk and cottage cheese. I had half of a cold overnight oats (almond butter, yogurt, chia, oats, etc . . .).
By 7:00 we were ready to go for the day. So, she and I headed to the hellified Walmart to buy groceries.
But, funny thing . . . what I discovered is . . . Walmart isn't so hellified at 7:00 a.m. on a Tuesday morning. The shelves were stocked. The crazies weren't up yet. I was almost giddy.
I even found a few items that I usually have to go all the way to Homeland for.
I also found this new zero-calorie, "non-artificial sweetener" that is made out of monk fruit:
I also found some imitation rum extract like what I found in mother-in-law's kitchen last weekend. I'm pleased that I can now imitate her.
Even the Tiny Princess scored a sweet find.
We weren't in the store 2 minutes when she spotted a display of the new Dream Lites Pillow Pets. Funny thing is that I was watching Ace Ventura with the kids back in early June, and the commercial for these damn things came on at every break in the movie. And, every single time that it came on, the Tiny Princess's jaw would hit the floor and her eyes would be as big as saucers as she whispered, "Ooooooh, I want it momma." After my second or third glass of wine during Ace Ventura, I attempted to order her one but I guess I never actually submitted my order. She's been waiting for the "big brown truck" to deliver it. And, I've been
holding her off lying my tail off.
Oz ordered the Stuffed Poblano for our appetizer. I had some concerns about what this would do to my tummy but I ate probably a third of it anyway. And, whatever happened, it was worth it.
And, then there was this: