Want to know what I actually ended up doing?
Around 1:00 or 2:00 in the afternoon, my body physically crashed. I left work at my regular time and picked up Bella at my parents' house (she does doggie daycare). At this point, I was so tired I could only think "NAPNAPNAPNAPNAPNAP". I walked in the house, grabbed a handful of Cajun potato chips (don't judge!) and laid down. I only intended to lay down until 5:15, but 6:00 rolls around and I'm still sleeping.
You know you've done it, too.
At this point, Bella is starving. She starts gently pawing my head, and then licking my ear until I wake up to feed her some dinner. Bella has priorities, yo. Anyway, my husband walks in the door about that time. He looks about as beat as I feel, so we both climb back into bed for another half hour to rest. He asked me if I wanted to cook or go out.. so we went out for dinner.
We ended up at the Stuffed Olive. I ordered a half Mediterranean Chicken sandwich and a half spinach salad. My husband ordered the Sicilian sandwich and a full side of balsamic pasta salad. This stuff is to DIE FOR. If I can ever recreate it, I will definitely share the recipe.
Feast your eyes...
|Mediterranean Chicken Sandwich: roast chicken, olive salad, feta, romas, spinach, provolone, basil vinaigrette|
|and Spinach Salad: feta, spiced nuts, onion, raspberry vinaigrette|
|Sicilian Club: ham, salami, caramelized onion, romas, provolone, toasted|
|and the famous Balsamic Pasta Salad: our popular house recipe topped with feta|
|proof that I was exhausted... see those bags under my eyes? it's a fabulous look. watch for it in Lucky magazine, next month!|
|my hubs... isn't he just adorable? <3|
And we had a cookie, that was supposed to be dessert but ended up as an appetizer. A monster cookie. Mmmm-mmmm. No picture of that because we scarfed it down in about 0.7 seconds. Record time.
After satisfying our munchies, we ended up at Target to grab a few things. I had to exchange a part of my baby shower gift this weekend (got the wrong size!), and my husband needed a battery operated fan and some flip flops.
Let me tell you about this battery operated fan. My husband, God bless his little heart, drives a car with no A/C. We are trying to pay off some student loans, thus, a new car isn't in the cards right now. It's already 85+ degrees (F)... and only mid-May! So we decided to get him a little fan to stick on the dashboard of his car to help cool him down.
And if that doesn't raise our status on the "cool-meter", then I don't know what will. When I said that we're just twenty-something newly-weds trying to figure out married life on a Dave Ramsey budget... I meant it!
What, I didn't mention the Dave Ramsey part? All in good time, all in good time.
After a quick trip to Target (and by quick, I mean less than two hours) we headed home and vegged out on the couch until 9:00 pm, and then I lumbered off to bed.
So tonight I'm going to make the Veggie Fajita Tacos and save what I originally planned (Skinny Alfredo and Broccoli) for next week. We have a summer party in my kids' class at church tonight, so I have to get ready for that. I'm bringing my hula hoop, a Bop-It toy, and cookies. The kids will love me.
Oh yeah, and I have a dreaded doctor's appointment this afternoon. Dreaded. Dread, dread, DREAD. Why don't they offer massage chairs in the waiting room? Or something to relax? I can only read so many articles in a parenting magazine before my eyes start to melt and my brain explodes. I've got a few Everyday Food magazines, a Lucky, and a Real Simple magazine to read... what do you do while in the waiting room for a dreaded appointment?