Italian pork roast



I do not use that lightly.

When trying to eat all Paleo/ Whole 30 like I rely on the fantastic Well Fed cookbook.  I made the Italian Pork Roast today and it was amazing.  It came together super fast, I made the spice rub (salt, pepper, fennel, oregano, thyme, and a bit of crushed red pepper) last night and this morning jabbed at the 5lb roast with a paring knife and stuck some garlic cloves in it.  Into my new crock pot (a larger, programmable version of my old baby one, one of many lovely Christmas gifts from D) and have been eyeing it until 7pm (directions call for a 14 hour cooktime, I gave it 13.  Girl has gotta eat, yo).image

I pulled it out of the crock pot and kept picking at it like it was a turkey at Thanksgiving (I like to hover around Grandpa when he carves the turkey).  I just kept putting hunks of shredded pork in my mouth.  No plates, no meal, just meat.  I eventually roasted a bunch of brussel sprouts, reduced some balsamic vinegar into a glaze and drizzled that over them so I had some vegetable component.  It was good friends.  Very, very good.


Meat never photographs well, but you gotta believe me it was delicious.  And I have lots of leftovers… come on over.

In other news, the Arctic Air made it’s way to Columbus today:

wpid-20140106_161222.jpgI’m in there somewhere.  In the one minute I had my mitten off to take this picture and text it to D (telling him I was making a face at him underneath it all – more specifically the notorious “duck face” which he made me promise to leave in 2013) my fingers nearly got frostbite.  No joke.  It took 20 minutes for them to stop stinging.  -2 degrees doesn’t mess around.

25 does not equal 30

Remember when I was updating you on my Whole30 progress…and then how I stopped updating you on my Whole30 progress?

Well, that’s because that’s just what happened…I made it to day 25 and felt amazing.  I was headed back to St. Louis for the weekend and throwing myself a little graduation dinner party.  I got home early on Friday, went for a run in a favorite park, went to Whole Foods and got a Whole30 compliant lunch and then couldn’t stop thinking about what I would do at dinner.  Would I have a glass of wine to celebrate?  Champagne?  Cheese?  Dessert?

The answer to all of the above is yes.

I caved.  Gave myself permission to celebrate at dinner.  And it was just that easy to never get back on the horse.  And I’m back to feeling kind of blech.

There was a warning on the Whole9 Life blog about this.  They refer to it as Day 28 syndrome, isn’t 28 days as good as 30?  They say NO.  They write that 30 days is the commitment you make to yourself.  And when you don’t keep commitments to yourself, you’re telling yourself that it’s okay that others don’t keep their commitments to you.

This is my new half marathon challenge.  That was a commitment I made to Team in Training.  My sense of responsibility is always so much stronger when I’ve made a promise to someone else.  This is a problem, actually.  Starting tomorrow the clock starts on a full Whole30.  I owe it to myself.


In other news…how cute is this pic of D and I from a wedding we went to last weekend…

Doug & Sarah photo booth

Whole30 meals this week


Let me show you what I’ve been eating this week with Whole30.  As I mentioned, I came back from my quick getaway with a renewed sense of excitement about cooking and good food.


Vegetable Fritatta

Inspired by a picture I saw on the Whole30 Facebook page (link to original source here) AND a large garden tomato given to me by a co-worker this was dinner tonight…


Start with all the veggies you have laying around. Asparagus, onion, red pepper and spinach. Cook in some olive oil until onions are soft and spinach is wilted.


Beat 8 eggs with about 1/3 cup water (about 1 T. per egg), thyme, salt and pepper. Pour into pan and leave on burner until it starts to look set at the edges. Put in over for 20 minutes on 375 degrees.

Fig & Balsamic Chicken

One of the nicest thing about Whole30 is no counting.  No counting calories, points, servings – etc.  They have a few portion control guidelines but I haven’t weighed anything in almost 3 weeks.  Kind of nice.  And this meal is the first time I feel like I ate tooo much.  I was very full.  I knew I should have only eaten half the chicken breast (seriously, they were huge) but this dish was way to good to not just keep going for it.


I started sauteing onions and fresh figs I quartered in olive oil. Once the onions were soft I added a healthy couple of glugs of balsamic vinegar and let simmer for about 10 minutes. I put two huge seasoned chicken breasts on top of the onion fig mixture and popped the whole thing in the oven. 350 for 25 minutes.


Yum! I put the chicken breast on a plate and loaded it up with the figs and onions which were so sweet and delicious.


Pair that with brussel sprouts (my new favorite!) and some mixed greens and you’ve got dinner!

Mango radish salsa goes on everything!

Really, it does.  I made a batch of it Sunday night when I got home and put it over a chicken breast seasoned with jerk seasoning.  Last night I put the remainder of it over some salmon.


Mango, red onion, radishes, green onion, cilantro and lime juice go into the food processor. Salmon and asparagus cook in a foil bag in the oven with some jerk seasoning and lemon. Top it off with mixed greens and avocado. Delicious!!



And my drink of choice these days? Water, of course. No one said I couldn’t have the wine glass still.

So, there you have it.  What I’ve been eating this week.

I’m on Day 17.  Here’s what the Whole30 timeline says…

Days 16-27: Tiger Blood

Goodbye cravings, hello Tiger Blood! This must be what everyone is talking about!

You’ve hit the downhill slope of your Whole30 and life is beautiful. Your energy is through the roof, you’ve kicked the cravings, you’re experimenting with new, delicious food, and you’ve finally got the time to notice that your clothes fit better, your workouts are stronger, and you are generally more awesome.

There’s not much more to say about this phase – go forth and enjoy!

I didn’t have any kooky food dreams during the last phase.  I had a dream about Claire and I going to law school and she knew where we were supposed to park and that we had to leave our books in the classroom and I knew nothing.  There wasn’t a cupcake to be seen in that dream.  I do smell donuts everywhere.  I smelled them while we were on the boat last weekend, I smelled them ALL DAY today.  I smell them now sitting on my couch.  It’s like there’s maple syrup hiding under my couch or something.

The other MAJOR PLUS is how great the sleeping thing is!  As in, I’m getting some.  I fall asleep easily around 10:30pm.  I wake up on my own around 6am.  I’m not tired when I get home from work.  I’ve stopped turning the tv on as I fall asleep.  I’m getting actual sleep.  This is reason enough to do this plan.


Whole30 – Day 11. I will eat you.

First things first…here’s what the Whole30 timeline says…

Days 10-11: The Hardest Days

Fact: you are most likely to quit your Whole30 program on Day 10 or 11. By this point, the newness of the program has worn off. You’ve made it through most of the unpleasant physical milestones, but you’ve yet to experience any of the “magic” the program promises. You’re still struggling to establish your new routine (read: you’ve eaten eggs prepared ten different ways over the last ten days), and while you’ve been trying really hard to have a good attitude, today you are incredibly aware of all the foods you’re “choosing not to eat right now.”  Everywhere you look, you see the things you “can’t” have: the melted cheese on a greasy burger, the creaminess of that double-scoop cone, the cold beer in your best friend’s tailgate cooler. Dammit, this is hard! And right now you’re wondering if the results will really be as good as “they” all say it is.

You’re cranky, you’re impatient, and you’re really, really tempted to just eat the stupid cheese.

This is where you really start to experience the psychological hold that your food habits have on you. You’ve put in a lot of effort to get to where you are right now, but you’re still waiting for the results you’re hoping to see. Your  brain tells you that you deserve some kind of reward (don’t you?) and, of course, we’ve been conditioned to think of food as the best reward out there. Right now, you’re craving that ice cream, beer, or whatever treat you think would make for just the right reward. But, instead of that treat, you’re standing face to face with the realization that you have 20 more days of deprivation ahead of you.

The key here is to redefine your idea of reward.  Think long and hard about the foods you’re grieving and ask yourself what need you’re expecting them to fulfill.  Are you feeling anxious and looking for reassurance?  Are you feeling sad, and looking for something to cheer you up? Are you worried you won’t successfully finish the program, and it’s easier to self-sabotage than fail? Remind yourself that food cannot fill that void for you—cannot make you feel truly accomplished, comforted, calm, happy, beautiful. Then, find another way to fill that need that does not involve those foods. Prepare yourselves for these days, knowing that all you have to do is see them through to the other side before things get much, much easier.


Do you see that?  THE HARDEST DAYS.

Yesterday wasn’t so bad because I was having dinner with a friend and was really looking forward to it and that kept me focused on something else.  I woke up feeling great this morning.  I literally jumped out of bed when my alarm went off.  I smiled on my way in to work, listening to this book on cd (more on that in a minute) and very happy it was Friday.

Then I had to deal with other people.

A co-worker sat down and I wanted to bop her on the forehead within about 10 minutes.  I couldn’t get settled.  Everything was irritating.  It took 3 hours to do what could have been 30 minutes of work.  I got a pedicure after work and everyone there was annoying too.

Editor’s Note: They had that coming.  Two women talking about teen vampire fiction and other young adult books they like.  One refers to J.R.R. Tolkien as the author of the Harry Potter books and follows that up with how much she loves Shakespeare.  Oh help me.  

Driving home all I could think about were the brownies I picked up after work to bring to a friend’s house tomorrow.  There is a brownie bakery in Columbus (cupcakes are so over) and I’ve picked them up a few times as treats when I’ve gone places.  I’ve had a few myself since moving here.  But not in the last 11 days.  Since I was in the shop near closing time he threw in an extra two.  I kept thinking no one would know I ate one…or two.  There would still be a dozen in the box tomorrow.

I’ll save you the suspense – I ate no brownie.

But suddenly I didn’t want to eat anything.  Everything sounded stupid and gross.  Everything sounded like work.  I have two meals prepped in my fridge and a Chipotle (the only Whole30 approved take out meal I can find around – salad, pork, mild salsa, extra fajita veggies and guacamole) across the street.  I didn’t even want to microwave food.  I needed to eat something so I cut up an apple and scooped some almond butter into a bowl and called it dinner.

I’m still thinking about the brownies.

The book I’m listening to is Change Anything by the same authors of Crucial Conversations and Crucial Confrontations, two books I’ve always liked.  It talks about how willpower is make believe and we just need to make plans.  There is a lot of social psychology in the book and it’s been fun to listen to.  They recommend very actionable steps to overcome bad habits or create personal change.  One of them is to “put up fences” around things that tempt you.  If you’re an alcoholic, you don’t keep alcohol in the house because there is no reason to.  Put up the fence and then you don’t have the constant stress of making the decision whether to drink.  They claim it’s easier to go cold turkey on something than it is to take baby steps out of it.

That is what I’ve done.  Right?  There is no junk food in the house, there has been no cheating.  I have an open bottle of wine on the counter that will not be any good when this 30 days are over.  I think I leave it there to prove to myself that I’m choosing not to drink it.  It has no power.

These brownies are another story.

I’m cranky.  I’m thinking about brownies.  It’s Friday night and I want to give in to the HABIT of ordering a pizza.

I eat my apple.  I watch some House Hunters International and think about living in London or Paris myself.

Then Eat, Pray, Love comes on and it quiets me.  It’s been a couple years since I’ve read the book I used to read monthly.  I am sitting here and trying to really think about my own control and my path and what’s in my head, my heart.

Not giving in to every impulse I have, even if they’re about brownies and pizza, is having an effect on me.  This is an odd side effect of this silly, little 30 day experiment.   When I went vegan for 30 days, I think the deepest thing I learned is that I don’t actually like milk.  This time I am realizing that I let food keep me company.  Hanging out on the couch with pizza or a pint of ice cream and a glass of wine is comforting.  I’m not hungry, I’m lonely.  Or maybe, just bored.  I’ll start posting the half marathon training program and progress soon.  That will help with the bored.  And it’s okay to be lonely – it’s just me getting to really know me.  Like the timeline post above said – what are the emotions behind wanting these foods?

It could be the combination of school ending, really loving a job and feeling like they appreciate me again, feeling in control of my life in general – the timing of this adventure wasn’t an accident either.  I knew I’d need something to throw energy at after school or I’d feel lost.

The brownies will have to wait.  Dealing with my stuff is exhausting.  I’m going to bed.


So, what to do with feeling lonely?  This weekend I’m going to learn to waterski!  I have wanted to for a long time and my friend Becky offered to teach me last summer but we never got around to it.  She and her husband live in a community on a giant lake and they have a boat and are excellent teachers she tells me.  I’m excited to spend the weekend outside on the water in what is supposed to be perfect weather!  84, no humidity, sunny.  Perfect.  The hardest part will be avoiding the cherry whiskey that Becky’s mom makes.  It’s probably my favorite beverage on the planet…maybe even more so than champagne.  (Eek!)

I’ll have some of it when I have the brownie…In 19 days.


Whole30 Check in – Day 7

Yes.  I’m closing in a week on the Whole30 plan.

I have noticed more energy the last couple of days.  I also noticed a lack of feeling wonky – is that weird?  I don’t think I realized how often I didn’t feel 100% until the last few days have gone by and I feel springier and lighter.  This could also be attributed to school being over and that stress going away.

Here’s what the timeline says about today…

Days 6-7: I just want a nap…

Okay, so its day 6 and you made it through the last phase without smiting anyone. The thing is, today you don’t feel like you could smite anyone if your life depended on it! It’s 10 am and all you can think about is crawling under your desk for a catnap. As the day drags on, the surface of your desk is morphing, from hard wooden surface to snuggly warm pillow, right before your eyes. You hit the gym, but only halfheartedly, unable to face the barbell with any kind of conviction. You crawl into bed at 8 p.m. only to drag yourself out eleven hours later feeling no more rested than you did the night before.

So what’s the deal?! Isn’t eating like this supposed to increase energy levels? Yes…in the long run.Right now, your body is learning that it can’t rely on all those easy access energy sources it used to know and love. Gone are the days of cinnamon crunch muffins and Frappuccinos. Now your body is learning to efficiently burn fat and protein as its fuel sources, and that takes more effort – and some time. If you can hold out just a bit longer, you’ll definitely reap the benefits. (Besides, you could probably use a day off from the gym anyway, right?)

About that energy I had…

I got home from work today and I just want to lie down.  The trouble is, just like school ending may help me feel better, my ridiculous cats may be the reason I feel tired today.  Those jerks are making it their life’s mission to wake me up at 3am every night.

Some struggles:

I still can’t get it together at breakfast to make the kind of meal they recommend.  The last few days have been an apple and almond butter.  The plan recommends eggs with veggies at minimum.

I’m ONLY 7 days in!  I was looking ahead to what to expect this week and they mention that boredom could kick in, or the overwhelming desire for the food you crave.  It’s the habits that will catch up with me.

Some successes:

Spices!  I made some awesome bison meatballs over vegetable “rice” (zucchini, onions and squash grated to resemble rice) and they had such great flavor from the cumin, coriander and cayenne.

I’m not hungry all the time like I thought I would be.  I can do this.  It’s mind over matter at this point – just like running….


Which is my segue to talk about running in the next post.  For now, I need to run to Sam’s and stock up on spinach and frozen salmon!


It could get ugly…

Here is what I (and those around me) are in for!

Days 4-5: Kill ALL the things!

Day 4 dawns and you tentatively step out of bed, expecting to feel like you took a strike from Thor’s hammer in the temple. Instead, your head is surprisingly clear. Your limbs all feel functional. This could be a good day! You walk into the kitchen and as you’re greeted by the smiling face of your significant other you are suddenly overcome…with the desire to punch them in the face for smiling this early in the morning. Congratulations! You’ve made it to day 4.

Now, I have no clue why this phase happens, or why it happens here (and not on, say, day 14).* I just know that it happens. Often. Even experienced Whole30ers (myself included) go through this phase. Every nerve is lit, temperance is non-existent and the only solution to the problem seems to be to Kill All of the Things.

This phase, too, will pass. Beg your spouse, children, parents, co-workers, for patience and forgiveness – as nicely as you can (and no, “shut up and leave me alone!” does not count as nice). Take a deep breath and eat some sweet potatoes. I promise, you’ll feel better soon.

*It’s probably because your brain is never very happy when you tell it that it CAN’T have something, and take it out of it’s habitual and accustomed comfort zone. An unhappy brain is a stressed brain, an anxious brain, a fearful brain. No to mention your hormones are desperately trying to keep up with your new food choices, your gut is trying to heal, you’ve had a headache for the last three days, and you REALLY MISS YOUR DIET COKE. So yeah, maybe we do know why this is happening now…


Except, I feel okay.  I had a mild headache today, but nothing awful.

A huge part of the Whole30 philosophy is breaking habits.  One of those habits is getting on the scale.  I step on my scale several times a week usually.  And out of habit I’ve gotten on it every day since starting.  I put a post it note on the scale to remind me to NOT step on it tomorrow.

The other habit is the 3pm break.  Whole30 does not advocate snacking.  I like getting up at 3pm and getting a cookie from the bakery at my office, or getting some pretzels and hummus.  I think I just need a distraction and food is a good reason to get up and walk around.  Same goes for the grocery store.  I had to shop after work today and kind of wanted to reach for Pop Tarts…but I refrained.  I may have had too many cashews while I was walking around the store, but I thought if it keeps me from buying ice cream, I’ll take it today.

I am so glad I don’t have the soda habit to break.  If only I could stop dreaming of cupcakes…

I keep a few key things in mind from the book It Starts With Food in these moments and this is one of them -

“The food you eat either makes you more healthy or less healthy. Those are your options.”

Hartwig, Melissa; Hartwig, Dallas (2012-06-19). It Starts With Food: Discover the Whole30 and Change Your Life in Unexpected Ways (p. 12). Victory Belt Publishing. Kindle Edition.

We don’t have unlimited days.  I choose healthy.

And now I choose sleep.

Whole30 – Day 2

From the Whole9 blog, here’s what I can expect today…

Days 2-3: The Hangover.

The alarm rings on day 2 and you pop out of bed expecting the same kind of Charlie Sheen winning feeling you had yesterday. Instead, you get the other side of Charlie…you know – the pounding-head-cross-eyed-can’t-see-straight side. You know you didn’t down a fifth of tequila in your sleep, so what the heck happened?!

Remember the pre Whole30 bender you went on? Pizza, cookies, Jim Beam, jelly beans (oh, the jelly beans)? Yeah. This is when it comes back to bite you in the butt. (And the head.) And it is definitely true that the amount of suck you experience in this phase is directly proportional to the amount of crap you consumed before you began the program. Especially if you consumed it consistently. This phase is especially hard for the habitual Diet Coke (and Diet Dr. Pepper here in my part of the world) drinkers. You know who you are.

Many Whole30ers report headaches, fatigue, and general malaise during this part of the program.This, my friends, is completely normal. Your body is working its way through a whole host of junk it stored from the foods (or food-like-products) you used to eat. This process lasts a day for some folks, but for others it can take a few days longer. Relax, drink a lot of water, and keep making good choices. And do your best to earn  sympathy and support from friends and family, because…

I don’t feel disgusting this morning.  But I also did a week of prep for this last week – easing my way into it.  Graduation weekend brought plenty of cookies and sangria, so I thought I might feel bad as I work through that, but I didn’t have a horrible diet before.  It’s the sugar and the wine that will be the hardest.  I didn’t eat a lot of fake food or “food-like-product” as the Whole9 gang say.  I don’t drink soda and I didn’t put cream in my coffee.  But, soon, I’m going to want a cookie, or a brownie, or a cupcake, or all three.  Topped with ice cream.  Slaying the sugar dragon – that’s my challenge.  

As for today, I had sauteed kale and scrambled eggs this morning with black coffee on the side.  I’ll have a giant salad full of veggies and tuna this afternoon.  Dinner is steak and roasted cauliflower.  Grocery shopping is on my list for tomorrow.  I need to prep and make some of the recipes It Starts With Food recommends.  Getting meat in at breakfast will be the trickiest.

Stay tuned!


Easter morn’

Is it weird that Easter makes me lonely?  I wrote a post about Easter in 2009 (click here for that post) and without realizing it I almost started this post with the exact same sentence.  I’m not a member of a church here, I don’t have kids that get excited about egg hunts and most of my friends are both of those things (going to church and playing Easter bunny to their kids).  My mom hosted Easter lunch for her side of the family yesterday and I went to that.  I could have gone to my dad’s side of the family today, but driving an hour to my aunts house to eat more ham and watch a bunch of kids I don’t know (they do a neighborhood egg hunt) run around and look for eggs just is not appealing to me.  My two favorite Easters in my adult life have been when I’ve spent a great brunch with great friends.  I know, not exactly the reason for the season.

No brunch for Sarah this morning.  There’s a really funny How I Met Your Mother bit where Marshall is all bummed because he’s single and he’s missing out on the things you have to be a couple to do.  Farmer’s markets, and theatre and BRUNCH!  Eventually, he talks one of his guy friends into going with him to brunch.

The quality is pretty bad, but it’s a funny scene.

So, this morning I went for a long walk.  Then I came home to make myself some eggs benedict for brunch.  I had been thinking about making a simpler egg sandwich, but ambition got the better of me once I started pulling out ingredients.  I was making spinach, salmon eggs benedict with hollandaise.  This required me to do two things I’ve never done before.  Poach eggs in simmering water (as opposed to using those poaching cups) and make hollandaise from scratch.


Hollandaise ingredients. Oh yeah, plus lots of melted butter.


Poaching eggs in simmering water went okay. I may use a deeper pot next time. There’s a trick to swirling the water in the pot to help the egg fold over on itself which was hard to do in the shallow pan.


First half assembled! Toasted bagel, spinach, smoked salmon and poached egg.


The second poached egg process went a little better.


Hollandaise. Not exactly sure this was a success. It wasn’t as thick as I was hoping. I think I may have added too much melted butter. I was cutting back the recipe and wasn’t being really careful with measurements. So, I feel like the sauce was essentially me pouring melted butter on these eggs.


How Easter was done.

The rest of the day is about homework and maybe seeing a movie.  And drinking a lot of coffee.

My Friday night. Warning: You will not be jealous.

Stream of consciousness at it’s best comes when I’ve had a few champagne cocktails, as I’ve had in the last hour.

Now, in my defense, I spent the two and a half hours prior to that cleaning my office. Like, I even brought in a friend to help me tackle the cleaning of the office. Mostly, I just like company when I have to clean. Also, I’m super undisciplined unless I’m trying to live up to someone else’s expectations. Even if those expectations are just a friend who is expecting me to clean up my office.

Today is my dad’s birthday. I wrote about it before.  (That post is pretty much when Claire solidified herself in friend for life position – but don’t tell her that – I don’t need her getting all comfortable in that spot on me.)  He would be 63 today.  Which means we’re going on almost 11 years dead.  Which means we’re half way to the point where I’ll have been alive longer without Dad than with Dad.  Time heals all wounds and all, but dang it if I don’t miss him all the time.  He was just so fun.

I’m putting Pinterest to work for me.  That’s right.  I’m taking control, Pinterest.  No longer will you suck me in with your pages and pages of recipes and fashion and dream homes with dream rooms.  Tonight, I take control.

Let me back up a step.  I’m having a few people over for dinner next weekend (including Out of State Mystery Date, aka OOSMD) and I’m trying to find the right recipe for feeding this collection of individuals.  I’ve pinned about 250 recipes on Pinterest.  Surely, one of them is the right one.  So, while I was flipping through the collection, I came across this:

And I decided to make it. It’s 10pm. I’m a little drunk. Let’s slice some apples. I had all of these ingredients on hand and the idea of waking up to the smell of delicious apple cinnamon oatmeal sounded awesome. (PS – I wake up to the smell of delicious things all the time. I live above a coffee shop that bakes all it’s own stuff. This should not have been that big of a deal.) I took zero before pictures because who has time for that when you’re four glasses of champagne into your evening and trying to make overnight oatmeal in a crock pot?! I’ll be sure to let you know how it turns out.

In other news, I spent an hour and a half at the gym this morning! It’s been a long time since I’ve done that. I went to an aerobic/toning class and then I got on a treadmill. I didn’t run much – about 2 miles – and it was intervals – but I got back on the horse! Finally. It’s supposed to be gorgeous in STL this weekend so I’m sure I’ll get another run or two in. Plus, I have a 9am Zumba class on the calendar for tomorrow. I’m back, baby doll. (HIMYM reference, FYI.) I decided not to run the STL 1/2 marathon in April. My next actual run is the April 27 Color Run. I may shoot for another fall 1/2 – perhaps the STL Rock and Roll again. I’m already thinking about the 2014 runs. I’m getting Disney medals – I’m running a race at Disneyland and Disney World and then getting the Coast to Coast medal once I complete both. This is happening.

My mom broke my glasses. She didn’t mean to. It’s a long story. I’ve been wearing my back up ones or my contacts. Then I got an email about a super duper sale at my eyeglass place. Last week I went to pick out a new pair. I pick them up tomorrow morning. They’re kind of hipster. I’m pretty excited about them but a little nervous about what people (ahem, my sisters) will say about them. I’ll be sure to post a picture. No worries.

Okay. That’s about all the news fit to print for the evening. I’m settling into this champagne buzz pretty well. The cat and I are in our places on the bed and it’s nice enough this evening to have a window cracked. Just a little. Then again, I like it cold when I sleep.

I have a great day planned for tomorrow. Pick up the hipster glasses, go to the Zumba, probably get to the Indie Craft Fair, finish writing a 10 page paper/test and then go to a fundraiser party for a local restaurant that is thanking donors as it raises money to expand.  I’m not an impressive donor, but a friend of mine is and I’m his tagalong date.

Oh, Friday night.  Pinterest and closet cleaning and open mic night downstairs and champagne and blogging.  I’m really quite okay with this evening.