Happy Monday everyone!!
I hope you all had a good relaxing weekend, I know I did.
Is it completely weird that my last post gave me the most comments I have ever had on my blog? Who knew that bras and nipplage were such popular subjects? Thanks for all the advice – I’m going shopping this weekend (God willing) and I am going to look for some *helpers* or at the very least new bras.
I finished Pasta Queen’s book Friday night, amid shouts of joy of my family (yay! Mom’s not ignoring us anymore!!). It’s a great read and I plan on reading it again. I’d give you a full review, but I figure you can find reviews better than the one I would give (go check out Laura’s review), so I’ll just say – I liked it. A lot. Good job PQ!!
Yesterday (after much lying around doing a whole lot of nothing), we went to a restaurant called The Hammett House – a place my MIL loves to go for every holiday. It’s a mom and pop place, but it thinks it is very fancy, which it really isn’t, but if you know anything about small town politics, you know that places like this they are better than any chain restaurant. I have never been really crazy about this place – its food is overpriced and just so-so and the only time we go there is when MIL has something to celebrate (birthday, Mother’s Day, etc). Yesterday, however, my opinion of The HH changed. I had THE BEST SALAD EVER IN THE HISTORY OF SALADS. Oh my word, people, you have never tasted such deliciousness in all you life. The name was something like “Caramelized Salmon with Strawberries Salad”. They had me at *caramelized*. It was chunks of salmon that was caramelized (no, really?), with slivered almonds, red onion, strawberries, chilled bowtie pasta, on a bed of spinach leaves with raspberry vinaigrette dressing. Ho.Ly. Cow!!! I must learn to make this salad. The bowtie pasta really didn’t add anything, but it was different, so I figure you could add it in or not and the salad would be just as good. I don’t know how many calories were in this thing and I don’t care. I’m salivating just thinking about it now!! Yum!!
After all the deliciousness of Mother’s Weekend (cause you really can’t limit it to just one day), I knew I needed to walk this morning, only when my alarm went off, I didn’t get up. For some odd reason, I just didn’t want to walk. I had a couple of really good cardio pumping walks over the weekend (dare I say I ran a little? I actually ran a lot on Saturday), so I was looking forward to my walk this morning. But this morning I just said “no”, and reset my alarm and didn’t get on the tm. Now I feel like I forgot to brush my teeth or put deodorant on or something. I just feel off. I’ll probably try to walk this afternoon just so I can say I did it. That’s a funny thing for a couch potato to say, don’t you think?