Lunch Lesson

Why you don't leave your cup of sweet tea on the floor.

Namath helps himself.

Bread and Butter

Last night we met with the Invitation Lady. That is her actual name on her actual business cards. She spent a good hour on the etiquette and history of invitation wording, thank you notes, monograms and script versus block font.


In case we didn't have any plans this weekend, she sent us home with this. Carrying it from the car to the house was almost enough to count for a workout.



















Just as Matt's eyes had completely glazed over, we wrapped our session up. We were in desperate need of a drink and some carbs. Thankfully, we were right down the street from one of our favorite Italian restaurants, Leonardos. If you have never eaten there, put on your stretchy pants and head that way immediately. (Please forget the contents of Tuesday's post from here down)

These are waiting on you and calling your name. Yes, that would be butter you see them bathing in.
*I don't know why this picture is so big, and frankly, I don't care. These rolls are to die for.

Sanity was restored. I went home to find my roommate and her sister on the Lanai. Now that 3 out of 4 of these girls have headed to the lanai in the sky, we feel its our duty to carry on the lanai tradition for our generation, and I must say, we are carrying the torch well.

Counting Down

Save

The

Date

My roommate took these pictures and she did a great job. You should check her out here.

Confession

I broke my date with Tony last night. No judgment please. As penance, I did get up this morning and run. I tried to run fast to appease my conscience burn more calories. Thanks to finally making it to the grocery, I have been eating pretty lean this week. Does that count for anything?

We've found it hard to break the tradition from Tuesday night dinners since LOST ended. Dinner is pretty anti-climatic without the show, but we make do. Last night we made one of my favorite semi-healthy Tuesday dinners, turkey spaghetti. And by we, I mean Matt. He has nailed down adding flavor to virtually calorie and taste free ground turkey.

The ingredients usually start out looking something like this, depending on the mood.

Notice the whole wheat pasta, and extra lean meat. No comments on the high amount of sodium, please. We are trying people.

This guy is always on a diet, so he understands. I think he looks fantastic. The vet often disagrees. So green beans and portion control it is.

If you've got any great, easy, healthy and easy recipes, send them my way.

Play that funky music

I've been in quite the funk the past couple days; I just can't seem to get into a good routine. Admittedly, I'm not great at rolling with the punches and changing my plans.

To lift my spirits this morning, I tried riding to work with the sunroof open, to feel the cool breeze before these heels hit the pavement of corporate America. The result was a bug stuck in my lip gloss. It just seems like that kind of week.

In an effort to get back on track with Operation 10.30 (fit into the dress hanging in the guest room), I've scheduled a meeting with this guy tonight. You love him, but you hate him.

The infamous Tony Horton. I saw him nearly every day last summer. Yet now, when I need him most, I can't seem to get it together.

Motivation, where are you?

Stocked Up

Monday is here again and the badge is back on. It might be that the only thing that got me out of bed was my new shampoo. I certainly didnt put new songs on my ipod and lay out running clothes and ignore both when 5:45 rolled around. Nonetheless, we had a relaxing weekend swimming through the humidity and wishing for a pool.

Matt had a long week at work, so we opted to stay in Friday night. Pizza and ice cream were BOGO at Publix and the national spelling bee was on. The stars had aligned. Aligned. A-L-I-G-N-E-D.

(art direction by Matt Searson)

Saturday, after attempting to battle the heat to get some sun, we headed over to sister's stock the bar party.

We had some great food and loved getting to spend some time with the bride and groom before their big day.

The whole family.

Have I mentioned how much I love this family? They have made me feel at home from day one. They have served as wonderful role models for Matt. I'm so grateful to them for raising him so well.

We met up with some friends afterwards.

This is Cal. We are kindred spirits. He's a planner, and it does my heart good to have one in the group.

Sunday I did some admin work. Laundry, cleaning the DVR, and grocery shopping. On the agenda for this week: making up said missed run, wedding invitations and the Real Housewives Reunion.

Hope everyone had a great weekend.

The End.

Morning pick me up

It's Friday. The sun is shining, birds are singing. The weekend is upon us. In case you don't feel this way every morning, this little summer treat makes the mornings a little more bearable.

Of course, you can stop virtually anywhere and buy it. But, we're in a recession folks, so I'm going to tell you the great secrets to making your own.

Make the strongest coffee you can stand, since the ice tends to water it down. I prefer Columbian Supremo, mainly because it's what's available here in the office. I recommend adding a flavored creamer of your choice. Make your coffee as normal. Put a LOT of ice in a cup. Pour over ice. Marvel at your barista skills. It might take a little trial and error to get your ratios down, but you have all summer, so get to testing.

On a totally unrelated note, our counselor recommended we each pull our credit reports in the light of full disclosure. I pulled mine for the first time last year, and its quick and relatively painless. You can pull it once a year for free here. Just to be clear, you don't get your score, but a list of all your accounts and their standing. It's a great way to make sure everything is accurate, and you are aware of everything open in your name. I've heard that sometimes, your wallet can get stolen while out of town. And sometimes these people can rack up loads of charges at places like rallys, taco bell and wal-mart. Just rumor.

I'm counting down the hours until this ID badge gets pulled off, not to be seen until Monday. Is there a better feeling?