Our friends own a restaurant and invited us to a special Chef’s choice dinner.
The food was fantastic.
D and I joked that the venue and concept were such that it was like being in an episode of Portlandia. Our friends confirmed that they could in fact find out the name of the chicken we were eating if we so desired.
I’m pretty sure that the “nothing tastes as good as skinny feels” people have never tasted this:
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
In other news, tomorrow morning is weigh in day. It was supposed to be today, but I only just got around to changing the batteries in my scale. Regardless of what it says, I’m not letting anything get me down tomorrow. Tomorrow is a very important and fabulous day. More on that later.
My knee is fucked. Arthritis flare up. That’s prob why I’m so tired.
I met the cutest little old couple today at the Jeff co office. I kind of love them now. They made me laugh. The old guy was like, “Tell Scott I said hi. He and I are tight.” Adorable. It’s refreshing to meet the good ones. The good ones keep me going.
I’ve been ridiculously stressed this last week. I can’t even write it down. It’s just too much.
Been listening to The Bones Of What You Believe over and over and over. *IT’S SO GOOD*
I bought a new blanket for my bed and I love it. I may just stay here for a while. I have my bed, wine, and my laptop. What else do I really need?
My boyfriend. I need him here, too. And maybe a cupcake or three.
For dinner, I ate 840 calories worth of feta & caramelized onion tarts. No regrets. I love Trader Joe’s.
Oh and also pork bao. I fucking love that shit. You can also get that at TJ’s.
The bf and I have been watching True Detective. I can’t figure out if I’m into it or not. I’m going to finish it b/c I feel like I should. But GoT has been so awesome this season. The last episode was amazing, and I think I’m going to re-watch it. I’m super excited about OITNB season 2. It’s almost time!
It’s time to get hardcore about working out. I want to get into better shape. I plan on doing some yoga tomorrow morning, along with squats, planks, and abdominal work. I’m going to keep track of my progress with pics, and keep using My Fitness Pal (I love that app so much). I may post the before pic here if I’m brave enough.
Industrial piercings fucking hurt. It’s been a few weeks, and it still hurts a lot of the time. It currently hurts quite a bit. Ouch. But it looks cool so whatever.
Claussen hot & spicy pickles are surprisingly spicy, and I have a high tolerance for spiciness. I love them.
I’m addicted to chocolate chip cookies from STL Bread Co.
I go back to training tomorrow for the first time in three weeks. I’m scared. I told Naarah to be gentle.
I’m running a 10k on Thursday morning, and I’m completely unprepared. My goal is simply to finish.
The white couch is a no-go. I’ve come to my senses. Worst idea ever.
It’s difficult to find a decent grocery store in the city. I found myself at a sketchy as fuck Shop ‘n Save this evening because I got lost. In this way (and I’m sure many others that I will soon discover), west county really spoiled me.
That said, you can take the girl out of north county, but you can’t take north county out of the girl. I’ve got this.
I’m directionally challenged. See above.
It is so great to live so much closer to all of my friends. I get to see them for quick visits on week nights and it’s no big deal. We got to hang with Carrie tonight, and it was great. Loving this.
The worst part about my new place: it’s so far away from my awesome boyfriend. Oh well. That just means more sleepovers. 🙂
I’ve gotten good at finding the silver lining.
I had a lovely dinner with Danielle tonight. My appetite is finally back.