Weekend recapMonday, November 11, 2013
I discovered something life-changing this weekend. I mean, I always knew that it existed, and I may have even purchased some and let it spoil in my fridge once or twice, but on Saturday afternoon my eyes were re-awakened to the blessing that is flavored holiday coffee creamer.
I fell in love so hard, I even went out and bought a coffee pot (we haven't had a coffee pot in over a year because Clayton hates coffee and I never brewed coffee so much as I brewed coffee and let it mold in the pot).
On Saturday morning, I woke up bright and early to attend my pre-scheduled hair appointment. After applying color to my roots, my stylist set me up in a massage chair with a few gossip magazines so I could relax while the color processed (have I mentioned that I adore my stylist?). She also offered me a beverage and since 10:00 a.m. felt a bit early for my usual Diet Coke, I graciously accepted a warm mug of coffee with white chocolate raspberry creamer.
Now, I don't typically like flavored coffee in any capacity, but when you dump a generous amount of velvety creamer in my cup? Yes. Thank you.
I was so enamored by luxurious taste the creamer added to plain, mild-mannered coffee, I went out and bought my own bottle the next day. Our grocery store was sold out of the white chocolate raspberry and pumpkin spice isn't really my thing, so I settled on the next best option:
I always look forward to my time at the hair salon, especially when I'm fortunate enough to land a Saturday morning appointment. I hate the term "me time" (which is now in the dictionary, by the way), but that's exactly what getting my hair done is. It's the rare moment when I get to indulge in silly rag mags and feel pampered. This weekend I was even brave enough to try bangs. They're very long and can easily be swept to the side, but it was a fun change without doing anything drastic.
Overall, Clayton and I took it pretty easy this weekend and after running a marathon the weekend prior, I was more than okay with doing very little. Aside from having dinner and a game night with Mitch and Molly on Saturday, Clayton and I mostly puttered around the house doing chores and watching a mini marathon of Parks and Rec on Netflix.
In addition to some light cross-training, I gave running another try on Saturday and ran 5 miles around our neighborhood. Though I feel totally rested and up to code when I'm not moving around, my body is still not a huge fan of running. This run was difficult (and running into strong wind did not help) and my body still has a bit of recovering to do. I'm ready to get back to my normal routine, but I have to continue to be patient. (Plus, I ran my first three miles like, wicked fast. I barely felt like I was moving, but according to my Garmin, I was flying. So weird.)
Another highlight of the weekend: Joe-bizzles turned 9 on Saturday! (Don't even ask me how big of an anxiety attack him only being a year away from 10 caused me.) We celebrated his special day by putting him in a cape and letting him run around the house as Super Dog.