+ Cafe Rio. We are nothing if not creatures of habit, and we have been to Cafe Rio every Friday night for the past.. oh.. three months. Last weekend we went Friday and Saturday. Heaven help us.
+ Giving my students raises. Because sometimes there are some really wonderful things about being the boss, and my students are so, so great, and giving them raises is fun.
+ This barley and chickpea salad. And chickpeas in general. Favorite food right thuuur. Poor Jason has been a GREAT sport as I've cooked almost exclusively whole foods, plant based, vegan foods for the last two months. But, I mean, the poor kid would probs love if I'd have a cookie with him every now and then (see previous post re: cookie intervention. Those days are long gone, my friend. Long gone.). Or even served him hot freshly-cooked chicken, instead of keeping a sliced chicken breast in the fridge and telling him to have at it if the beans and grains and vegetables just don't cut it.
+ Spring. Duh. Last night Jason had a four hour class and I wanted him to be home so bad so we could go for a walk. So instead I went for a walk by myself like a dork. I need a dog so it doesn't look weird.
+ Impromptu lunches with Grandma and my cousin Maggie! Grandma came down to go to the Sacred Gifts exhibit at BYU with Maggie and they invited me to lunch and you bet your bottom dollar I was out the door of my office in a flash and a half. It was fab.
+ This year has flown. I guess this could be a good or a bad thing, but I'm counting it as good because (a) it means Brianna is way closer to coming home than she was, ya know, before this year flew by, (b) Jason's aaaaalmost done with school, and (c) it's summer!!!!
Friday, May 16, 2014
Friday, February 21, 2014
cookies and the like
The best part about three-day weekends is that the week after a three-day weekend is almost over before it's started. Four days long? Ain't no thang.
My heart yearns for the day we get Google Fiber. T-minus one month! And then perhaps my TV shows will only be 22 minutes long, instead of 45 including buffering. And I won't have to read all my blogs on my phone. And Jason can read the news to his heart's content, regardless of which seat on the couch he's sitting on. Life will be good.
What sucks is that I still have an hour and forty-seven minutes left of work and I just ate my last snack. It was a pumpkin banana muffin and it was delish. I've been making muffins for the last month and a half to eat as a pre-workout snack on my way to the gym after work. Jason probably hates me because I usually leave the sugar out. But I think they are SO good. My favorite recipes are here and here. I die.
I went to the library on Wednesday and I can't tear myself away from my books now. I love reading. How silly of me not to do it more. Also Jas and I had a Cookie Intervention two weeks ago. We decided we eat entirely too many cookies. We'll eat SO crazy healthy allll dayyy long, and then I make cookies. It was bad for a while there. So we had a Cookie Intervention and decided to put a stop to our cookie eating. I haven't made cookies for an entire week so I would say that's definite progress.
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My heart yearns for the day we get Google Fiber. T-minus one month! And then perhaps my TV shows will only be 22 minutes long, instead of 45 including buffering. And I won't have to read all my blogs on my phone. And Jason can read the news to his heart's content, regardless of which seat on the couch he's sitting on. Life will be good.
What sucks is that I still have an hour and forty-seven minutes left of work and I just ate my last snack. It was a pumpkin banana muffin and it was delish. I've been making muffins for the last month and a half to eat as a pre-workout snack on my way to the gym after work. Jason probably hates me because I usually leave the sugar out. But I think they are SO good. My favorite recipes are here and here. I die.
I went to the library on Wednesday and I can't tear myself away from my books now. I love reading. How silly of me not to do it more. Also Jas and I had a Cookie Intervention two weeks ago. We decided we eat entirely too many cookies. We'll eat SO crazy healthy allll dayyy long, and then I make cookies. It was bad for a while there. So we had a Cookie Intervention and decided to put a stop to our cookie eating. I haven't made cookies for an entire week so I would say that's definite progress.
I like this boy.
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
more thoughts
BYU offers zumba, yoga, and cycling classes during lunch for faculty and staff. I can't get enough of my cycling class. It is awesome and I love it. Also, I can now stiff-legged deadlift and squat 120 pounds, so I'm feelin pretty good about that.
I've been making homemade bread for our lunches and it's delish. Except this week the bread didn't rise cause I killed the yeast, so it's the densest, heaviest bread you can imagine. I mean it still tastes good but this morning Jason asked for his sandwich to be made on the wonderbread leftover from the sacrament on Sunday instead of homemade bread today, so yeah, you could say it didn't turn out that well.
For some reason Jason calls me Bucket. It started when we first were married and he called me Fancy Pants. And then for some reason, Fancy Pants morphed into Fancy Bucket, and then just Bucket. It is now Jason's reflex to call me Bucket. I knew we had a problem when I tripped and his first reaction was, "Ohhhhh, bucket! Are you okay?!" Sometimes I find notes for me around our house with a bucket drawn on the front. I mean I guess it's quicker than writing "Amy"?
I've been making homemade bread for our lunches and it's delish. Except this week the bread didn't rise cause I killed the yeast, so it's the densest, heaviest bread you can imagine. I mean it still tastes good but this morning Jason asked for his sandwich to be made on the wonderbread leftover from the sacrament on Sunday instead of homemade bread today, so yeah, you could say it didn't turn out that well.
For some reason Jason calls me Bucket. It started when we first were married and he called me Fancy Pants. And then for some reason, Fancy Pants morphed into Fancy Bucket, and then just Bucket. It is now Jason's reflex to call me Bucket. I knew we had a problem when I tripped and his first reaction was, "Ohhhhh, bucket! Are you okay?!" Sometimes I find notes for me around our house with a bucket drawn on the front. I mean I guess it's quicker than writing "Amy"?
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