I was greeted with morning temps under 50 this morning! OK, OK, it’s September. I believe you! Now crank up the temp, it’s not fall yet.
Hello long sleeves, seems like just yesterday I had put you away for the season.
And oh yes, long pants, how could I forget about you too?
A quick pre-ride nosh of watermelon and off I went on my bike.
50 chilly minutes and 12 frozen finger miles later I was home to shower, make breakfast, pack lunches and get out the door!
Thank you all for your warm, sweet comments on my post this morning. I was feeling pretty groovy about it after I posted it but as the day wore on I started feeling less and less groovy and more and more stupid.
Have you ever gone to a party and had too much to drink and then danced around like you thought you were God’s gift to dancing, only to wake up the next morning with a banging headache wondering what on earth you were thinking and where did these weird ass blisters on my feet come from?
This morning I had a meeting at Ava’s homeschooled school. That’s right, my homeschooled kid will be going to school. Just once a week for 3 hours with a bunch of other homeschoolers, but still – we call it school.
Aunt Ellen stayed with the girls while I went to the meeting. I snacked on an apple on the drive there.
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And ate a Larabar mid meeting.
Home and more than ready to eat, I went with fast. Just your run of the mill everything-but-the-kitchen-sink gigantic tossed salad.
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If you pay close attention, you can pretty much figure out exactly when I figured out the title to any given post. Sometimes it’s at the beginning. Sometimes it’s at the end. Sometimes I pull random crap out of the air and slap it into the title. Nonetheless, you should at least be able to determine WHEN I pulled crap out of the air.
Anyway. I’m not so sure about this “vegetable” thing. I mean how good can they be for you? Really now.
Yoga was on the agenda for this morning, but what was NOT on the agenda was Thing 2 waking up early with me.
Under normal, children-still-sleeping circumstances, I would listen my yogadownload podcast from the computer speakers, but that wasn’t going to work today. Instead of making yogadownload and Blue’s Clue’s battle it out, I’d fired up the iPod and used my arm band for yoga like I do for running!
I totally should have taken a picture of me patting myself on the back.
With Steve and Blue babysitting Maxine, I got my downward dog on.
After breakfast this morning we set out to run a couple of errands and stopped at Zak’s mom’s house before heading home. We were there under the guise of “visiting” but really it was all about torturing chickens.
Do you see Ms. Maxine in there?
Maxine, the girl who doesn’t like to get dirty.
Ava, in her own words, setting “chicken traps”.
Chicken Traps = a sea of corn so they’ll be so busy eating they won’t see Maxine coming. Yes, Maxine, the same girl who won’t throw a rock with sand on it.
The girls were with Aunt Ellen today and my mom happened to have the day off from work. We decided to take the opportunity to have a little mother-daughter day together. We headed out to eat at a small, local restaurant called Aladdins Natural Eatery in downtown Rochester. Their menu touts fine, fresh ingredients to make delicious, healthy meals. Well what do you know, I’m all a-tout that myself.
We decided to split the babaganoush for an appetizer.
Continuing with today’s fruit for breakfast theme, I polished off a bunch of a cantaloupe as I got us packed up and ready to the head to the museum today.
This was also about the same time that Ava learned the internet was down.
I can totally relate, kid.
So off we went to the Museum of Play.
We played.
And waited for butterflies to land on our shadows.
Have I mentioned that my legs have grown longer? I think it’s all the green juice.
Lots of awards to hand out today, let’s get right to it.
The award for today’s Best Accidental Lunch goes to:
Dates with Almond Butter! We’re going to need four awards, one for each of them.
The award for the Most Unoriginal Snack goes to:
Watermelon. Boring.
The award for the Messiest Watermelon Eater:
Oh! That’d be me! I’m honored. I don’t even have a speech prepared.
We’re presenting the Barbie with the Craziest Hair and Worst Tan to:
Coffee! After my run! Wheeeee!
Thanks to a little big cup of coffee I was able to hold out for some granola to bake and add to my breakfast.
Sprinkling granola on top of overnight oats is the stuff dreams are made of.
Yes, there really are overnight oats buried under Mt. Banana, Almond Butter River and Granola Land Mine.
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