One of my bad habits is I eat peanut butter at nighttime. If I’m still hungry, or if I just need something sweet, I get a couple scoops of peanut butter, mix in some chocolate chips and BAM, happiness ensues. Well, except that this little habit of mine is severely inhibiting my fitness goals and so this week I’m going cold turkey.
So I got a manicure AND pedicure today. This is kinda a big deal for me. I never get them because 1) kids and 2) time and 3) kids. But, things ave been more flexible so I took the opportunity to indulge a bit. Normally I hate it because they do your toes and then they do your fingers and then you wait and wait and countless hours of your life are gone.
True story. I watched the new Rob and Blac Chyna show. I know I know. Don’t judge me too hard. I just can’t resist pop culture. It’s one of my few windows to the outside world. The whole spectacle of it all is fascinating.
I ordered a dresser for the boys online. I knew it required assembly, and because Ikea has made me overly confident in my furniture assembly skills, I submitted the order. No concept about what was in store…
So the other day Jaryd and I had the opportunity to go have lunch by ourselves. Like a mini midday date. We decided on a place and were psyched to try something new. As we drove by the restaurant, it was PACKED. I mean, line out the door, cramped, scour for seating kind of packed. I had an unexpected urge of repulsion.