Mid-week updates

I finally feel 100%, completely back to normal after falling ill during the mini marathon over the weekend. I was almost starting to think I'd never make it through another run without getting sick to my stomach, but last night I finally managed to break the curse. I was able to churn out a relatively fast 3.5 miles on the treadmill after Clay's softball game and let me tell you, it was a huge relief!

I actually just got back from a 5 mile run through the trail and a nearby neighborhood, and it was the kind of run that I sometimes daydream about while I'm stuck at work. The route is rather hilly, but getting caught in a cool rain shower made it feel absolutely incredible from start to finish. I was even lucky enough to spot one of the most vivid rainbows I've seen to date and when I rounded a bend and spotted two does grazing in the grass, I knew it was God's way of telling me that everything was okay.

So it feels good to be back. :)

Imagine my surprise and delight when I realized
there were free stickers at the voting polls!

Yesterday afternoon I voted in the Indiana primaries, and it made me feel like a grown up! Sure, I had no idea what the woman at my polling station was talking about when she asked me what precinct I live in, but after I realized she just needed to know what my street address and didn't need me to point out the obvious, "Um, I live in Indiana?", everything was a breeze.

I've only ever voted in the presidential election, so this was my first experience voting in the primaries. I was really surprised that I had to identify as either Republican or Democrat when I signed in, and I'm not sure that's too fair since I don't affiliate myself with either party. My political views are smack in the middle of the spectrum and I, like probably most Americans, don't see politics as simply black or white. I'm also kind of embarrassed to admit that I didn't know who 99% of the candidates were in the delegates at-large election (I've only paid attention to media coverage of the presidential candidates and senators), so I blindly started checking boxes. We could pick up to 19 from the list of potential delegates, so I just marked candidates at random, being sure to vote for both husband and wife if they were running (I wouldn't want to be responsible for any divorces).

But I voted and honestly, if there's one thing I can't stand it's people who don't vote but still proceed to bitch and moan about who gets elected into office. Elections might not always have the outcome I prefer, but at least I can say that I voiced my opinion by exercising my right to vote. The women's suffrage movement fought long and hard so that I could have that right as an American woman, and I'll be darned if I don't take advantage of the opportunity whenever I can.

After voting, the hubs and I joined our friends, Dan and Emily, at a local restaurant that I honest-to-goodness always assumed was some kind of hipster/vegan place that served shots of wheat germ and raw eggs wrapped in lettuce. Sweet Grass is actually anything but and I think it's safe to say, I fell in love.

To me, the staple of a good restaurant is free bread and as soon as we sat down at the table, we were greeted with a basket of fresh cornbread. Can we say, a-mah-zing!?

I had scoped out the restaurant's menu that afternoon while I was at work and already decided I was going to order of fried green tomatoes. I'm not gonna lie, I'm a huge fan of the movie by the same name and if anything, I wanted to try fried green tomatoes for Kathy Bates.

This photo was taken directly from sweetgrassbloomington.com

Best. Decision. Ever.

Clayton hates tomatoes, but even he enjoyed the dish.

Since I indulged in this deep fried wonderment as an appetizer, I thought I'd be a good girl and order a salad for my entree. But when the server delivered Emily's pimento macaroni and cheese and both Dan and Clay's shaved tenderloin sandwiches with homemade potato chips, I had instant buyer's remorse.

I would never, ever in a billion years order macaroni and cheese from anywhere because hey, if it's not made from a blue box that says "Kraft", I'm just not interested. I've never gone gaga over mac n' cheese the way so many others do, but the second Emily generously shared a bite with me, I knew I had been too quick to judge. The ooey, gooey cheesy macaroni was like a Swedish massage in my mouth—everything about it just felt right on my tongue. The hardest part about reducing my intake of dairy has been passing up cheese, and this was definitely a dish worth cheating with. As soon as I put down my fork, I snapped my body around to Clayton and whispered, "We're coming here again next week and I am ordering that. And I will eat every. last. bite."

I guess you could say trying fried green tomatoes would allow me to check "try a new food" off my list of summer goals, but I love food far too much to accomplish that goal so quickly. I want to try lots of new foods. Lots and lots. As gluttonous as it is to admit, one of my greatest joys in life is eating. Sometimes I spend so much time fearing hearty food and what it could do to me and my thighs that I forget how wonderfully pleasurable the act of eating is (if that sounded sexual to you, good. That's exactly how I intended it.). So long as you don't over do it, it's perfectly acceptable to treat yourself and eat something devilishly bad for you. Food is meant not only to nourish us, but to comfort us and make us happy.

And yesterday I came to the universal conclusion that pimento macaroni and cheese makes me happy. So very, very happy.


  1. Sweet Grass is one of my favs. I always order their buffalo chicken sandwich, they make their own buffalo sauce. (And I also share your Kraft obsession, my mom makes fun of me for it and I don't think I care too much :P )



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