I keep promising I am going to get back in the swing of things with posting, and then I keep coming up short. To be truthful, I have been spending a lot of my days trying to figure out what in the heck I am doing at my new job, and getting a little stressed about busy schedules. So hopefully you people of the internet can cut me a little slack for that. But, in an effort to just post a little something, I am linking up with This Kind of Love for What I'm Loving Wednesday.
I'm loving...that the weather is freakishly un-August like lately. Cooler more reasonable temperatures ... some rain here and there but nothing too crazy ... Of course I say that now, and watch this weekend when my parents are here it will swing back to being 100 degrees with completely oppressive humidity. I'll keep knocking on wood and hoping the weather stays pleasant.
I'm loving...my new breakfast obsession - vanilla greek yogurt sprinkled with Kellogg's Bran Buds. I measure out my cereal for the week in little snack bags, and in the morning can just grab it and one of my yogurts and go. Between the protein in the greek yogurt and the fiber in the cereal, I stay seriously full until lunchtime.
Speaking of food, I'm loving... DC Restaurant Week. I was able to make it to one place last Friday (gotta love it when places like Art & Soul start the fun early!), another tonight, and then another when my parents visit this weekend. Getting back into a more sensible eating plan is definitely on hold until next week.
I'm loving...being home again. For a awhile there it felt like I was always coming back from one trip and getting ready for another. It's nice to just stay put for a few weeks. You know, until I brave the hoardes of traffic going to the shore for Labor Day weekend.
I'm loving...MVP's eyelashes. I know that is an absolutely cuckoo-crazy thing to say, but seriously. They are super long and have a natural curl to them and I may have the slightest urge to try and put a coat of mascara on them while he's sleeping. Don't worry people, I would never actually do that. But I can't say that fleeting thought hasn't come to me a few times. Why oh why do boys get things like super pretty lashes that girls would give their right arm for?
And on a related note...I'm loving...that MVP knows this blog exists but has made the decision for himself not to read. I'd hate to have to withold things from you all like my urge to put makeup on him while he's sleeping.