
I figure I should probably try to post on here at least once a week....
Last weekend was ridiculously social. My friend E. came over for dinner on Friday night. We had a great talk and I love it that my girlfriends can come over and feel free to have a completely open conversation and not feel the least bit self-conscious around The Guy.
She left around 9:30, so we watched a Nurse Jackie episode instead of Armacord, before we went to bed.

Saturday we woke up early. I dropped Stinky off on campus, so she could take her ACT's before we headed to Des Moines.

I didn't race, because I wussed-out. It was cold and the race was longer than I'd ever done and the only few people who rode were super good, die-hard types and I didn't want to end my season being last. So, yeah. I know it was lame, but I chose not to. The Guy chose to and got 3rd in his category, even though he had to stop for mechanical problems.

After the race, The Guy and I went back to El Baitshop for lunch and a beer or two, before we drove back to Iowa City.

In the evening, The Guy and I went to our friend J's house for a little wine drinking. Our friend's Ted and Katie were also there. We had a great talk, but I drank WAY more wine than I wanted. I have to be so careful and count my drinks, because I can't keep up with the big kids. But J. kept filling my glass when I wasn't looking and so I got a little messy (er).

Sunday started our VERY slowly for me. The Guy was amazing and took care of everything before our party. I slept a lot. I finally got up, took some Advil and a shower and was ready to cook. I made some soups and some corn bread and guac to go with the black bean chili. A friend of mine supplied Christmas cookies and fruit dipped in caramel, to counteract all my healthy. Gawd love her.


3 comments:
That was a very social weekend! I always need to push myself to be social.
That fruit and caramel looks so good right now!
Now I'm hungry! Congratulations to the guy! But I don't blame you for not racing. When I'm cold, I'm a slug.
What a great idea for a party!
Churlita,
As they say: you've got to pick your battles.
PBR last? No way man, No way. That was our beverage of choice back in the day; after a day of cutting down trees for fire wood
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