random thoughts

It's 1:10 a.m. and I have Pilates at 7 a.m. tomorrow. My legs are killing me. I don't know how Pilates keeps throwing me these curveballs after six months now, but I have my theories. My first class in a week and a half completely sneaked up on me. It wasn't my usual instructor, my legs were tired from "all the running I've been doing," and when it was over, body shook until I fed it. Yeah, not sure how I'm going to survive tomorrow's class. Maybe sit in the sauna if my legs refuse to cooperate?

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One night this week, I got home and found JT staring at a package as if he thought he could open it by staring hard enough. I knew it had come from my sweet friend, Michelle! It was an adorable black scarflet I have already made great use of with soft, bulky yarn, and a really cool stitch. And she even included a nice note explaining how to wear it, which I was very grateful for. I told her she should start an Etsy site, and she said she already has one with a few things on it! Please make more, Michelle!

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When I'm not working, working out, or sleeping, I wear exactly one outfit this winter, with few a few variations. My knee-high rainbow Smartwools (love you, JT!), my big fluffy chocolate brown hoodie from my alma mater, jeans, and whatever I want to underneath my hoodie. Oh, and a ponytail. I do laundry, I have to justify to people. Often.

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Thinking of my sweet friend, Sarah, who has just days to go before delivering her baby girl and putting a big fat bow on her head. Praying for you, girl! Both for patience, grace, and you know, for the actual delivery part.

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Last night was the first time I'd cooked in my kitchen in about two weeks, I realized. Between spending four days at my parents' house during Snowpocalypse and just being downright busy, that's how long it had been. And it showed.  I was planning to make a mushroom cream pasta with a few of my last ingredients, so I got out my marscarpone cheese to make it lukewarm while I cleaned up my kitchen. Then I discovered my mushrooms were bad. So I made a butternut squash couscous. And I left the marscarpone out all night by accident. Whoops. But on the plus side, I did discover that my carrot peeler makes an awesome squash pulp scooper!

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Heading to Northwest Arkansas this weekend to see my BFF and do a little quality control down there. Sometimes a girl just needs her BFF, and I can't decide who needs whom more. Have a great weekend!