I woke up this morning feeling like a train had run me over. My sad excuse of a body is done in from Mary on Friday. DOMS, dun-dun-dun.
I also forgot a few things at my house (I was house-sitting last night), like socks, and running sans socks just didn't seem comfortable on top of knotted-up muscles, so I called it quits and just made it a rest day.
I met the husband for breakfast at The Flying Biscuit cafe. This place is crazy busy on the weekends, so while we were waiting for a table, we crossed the street over to Caribou for some coffee. Funny story: the husband has no idea how to order coffee. He doesn't know the difference between a Latte, an Amiercano, espresso, whatever. So I order him an Americano with room, so that he can sweeten and cream as he likes it.
An Americano is just hot water added to a shot of espresso. Someone mentioned that Caribou's syrups have high-frustoce corn syrup in them (doesn't surprise me), which is why I just opt for my plain old Americano, no sugar, no sweetener. I do add a sprinkle of cinnamon and nutmeg for the aroma.
The Flying Biscuit is famous for there, no shit, biscuits. My husband eats them by the dozen, and the apple butter they serve with them kind of blows my mind. But, I opt for an egg-white scramble with double veggies: mushrooms, spinach, onions and bell peppers, sprinkle of S&P and Tobasco, side of fruit. Traditionally, all of the dishes come with their dreamy grits (that are so dreamy!) but full of cheese, dammit, so I pass.
The pains of getting older: having issues with certain foods. I miss the days when I could just eat ice cream all day. Not that I could ever do that, but just saying.
I'm not into celebrity news usually, but I have a serious girl crush on Jessica B. I was in love with her bangs and her dark blue nails in this photo (JT could fall off a cliff, I'd care less) ... I'm just waiting for
hell to freeze over my front layers to get a little longer before I pull off that full fringe. And maybe lose like 10 pounds from my face.
Gertrude, Garry, Rodney? Those are some pretty bad middle names! I thought my middle name was bad! But Kate Hudson's middle name really is Garry! Gertrude is actually kind of cute, I imagine she was named after her grandma, which is extra cute.
So let's share it!
1. What's your middle name?
I'll start: mine is Dianne. It was spelled Diane until I had my name legally changed when I was married, and decided I needed two n's to sass it up a little.
2. What's your usual coffee drink order?
An Americano and when I'm not on the WLC, I like sugar-free syrups or a little soy milk in it. I make my coffee most mornings in the Keurig, so it's rare I even stop for java. I did buy some Morning Blend K-Cups from Caribou. Did you know the lighter the blend, the more caffeine it has in it?!