We had a lovely weekend here at M Cubed. It was not really exciting or anything (our weekends rarely are--which I just love with my heart and soul. It makes me so happy to answer the "What are you doing this weekend?" question with "Uhhh. . .nothing."), but it was peaceful, and full of food, and friends, and husbands, and dogs, and wine, and more food.
Oh, and the green team won the Super Bowl, which was good because a few months ago I bought a baby a hat.
And even though it was complete torture peeling myself from the comfort of my bed on this cold, rainy morning, well, I have to remember that I've got lots to be happy about lately.
Like Justin Bieber. I think I love him. Not in a creepy way or anything, but he cracks me up. And I'd be a damned liar if I didn't admit that I kind of love his hair. Did you catch this skit on SNL a few months back?
Oh, and don't read too much into that, what with me being an educator of high schoolers and all. Nothing is more revolting to me than a teenage boy. (Riggins from Friday Night Lights doesn't count because he's not actually in high school. Plus, I find Coach Taylor much more handsome.) Just thought I'd mention it.
I also love my new cordless mouse. Why did I wait so long to get one of these things?
And I love having two whole days that I don't have to worry about grading essays. That vicious cycle begins again tomorrow. Shoot.
And I love this season of Big Love.
Here's some more awesomepants awesomeness from the weekend.
Phony baloney strawberry milk. I love everything about it.
Completely destroying the kitchen to make strawberry milk cake.
More Toasted Coconut Ice Cream.
Rosemary chicken salad. (And having ingredients separated into bowls. Why do I love it so?)
Lizard buddy who lives out in the shed and is determined to stow away with the laundry. (I would love him a lot more if he didn't scare the bejeezus out of me every time I saw him.)
Wrapping myself up in my new faux fur blanket from Target. ($12!)
And receiving sweet dog kisses.
Futile attempts to convince the dog that his fur fur is not enough and that he must cover himself with faux fur.
Sweet inquisitive dog face.
Father-son fetch/tug-of-war game, which is so much more fun while sitting on a chair with wheels.
Oh, and the green team won the Super Bowl, which was good because a few months ago I bought a baby a hat.
And even though it was complete torture peeling myself from the comfort of my bed on this cold, rainy morning, well, I have to remember that I've got lots to be happy about lately.
Like Justin Bieber. I think I love him. Not in a creepy way or anything, but he cracks me up. And I'd be a damned liar if I didn't admit that I kind of love his hair. Did you catch this skit on SNL a few months back?
Oh, and don't read too much into that, what with me being an educator of high schoolers and all. Nothing is more revolting to me than a teenage boy. (Riggins from Friday Night Lights doesn't count because he's not actually in high school. Plus, I find Coach Taylor much more handsome.) Just thought I'd mention it.
I also love my new cordless mouse. Why did I wait so long to get one of these things?
And I love having two whole days that I don't have to worry about grading essays. That vicious cycle begins again tomorrow. Shoot.
And I love this season of Big Love.
Here's some more awesomepants awesomeness from the weekend.
Phony baloney strawberry milk. I love everything about it.
Completely destroying the kitchen to make strawberry milk cake.
And then forgetting about the cake and overcooking it. Mother F. Oh well. Now I'm not tempted to eat cake all week at least.
More Toasted Coconut Ice Cream.
Rosemary chicken salad. (And having ingredients separated into bowls. Why do I love it so?)
Lizard buddy who lives out in the shed and is determined to stow away with the laundry. (I would love him a lot more if he didn't scare the bejeezus out of me every time I saw him.)
Wrapping myself up in my new faux fur blanket from Target. ($12!)
And receiving sweet dog kisses.
Futile attempts to convince the dog that his fur fur is not enough and that he must cover himself with faux fur.
Sweet inquisitive dog face.
Father-son fetch/tug-of-war game, which is so much more fun while sitting on a chair with wheels.
What's warming your heart lately?
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