This week is gonna..

This week is gonna be filled with a weird mix of things. I’ve gotta find another gym to abuse their free trial, get Layla a vet, clean like WHOA, and last but not least, find a job. Minor detail right there. I get heart palpitations when I think of my lack of employment. Luckily I have a wonderful boyfriend who is helping me with those necessary expenses (chocolate, hair appointments, and my new iPhone. Obviously.)

Must. Change. Subject. Now.

Picked on the leftover pizza and baked the most amazeballs batch of brownies (aka: love turds) tonight before watching some goodies: AFV- one of the few shows I’ve yet to see Canada come out with their own version. (I’m talking to you, Canada’s Got Talent and Canadian Idol. Sheesh.) and Amazing Race- for the record, I could stack watermelons way better than most those teams.

You want to see what these love turds look like?

Haha, I know right? I topped the fudgy square of sin with some homemade icing I whipped up. Homemade icing on top of homemade brownies? Marriage
Material right here, folks. And the best part? They’re zero calories! But only on Sundays. No word of a lie. But every other day, they’re full of ’em. So mark your calendars, and if anyone wants the recipe, let me know!

I was a good girl…

I was a good girl today. I ended up getting my lazy ass outta bed, guzzle an ocean of agua, then make this bowl-o-yum-yum:

This was a mix of oats, almond milk, espresso protein powder, a bit of honey, scoop of chia seeds, and a spoonful of almond butter. In a word: delish. In another word: filling. In three words: hit the spot.

Then it was time to get in gear. Yeah, tough to do on a Sunday, especially when vino was consumed the night before. But, I’m a tough soldier and rallied. We met up with a bunch of people (my new friends. They better like it!) to do a beep test. Ya know, you run from one end of the end of he gym to the other before the beep and you keep doing it until you don’t reach the other end in time. (I did this once in high school and it was a huge joke. It basically separated those of us who played sports from those who sat on the couch and ate Ho Hos and Cheetos). Anyhoo, we did this whole shibang at the CPS fitness center (Calgary Police Service) since most of the dudes are cops. I was able to get in a great 40 min cardio/strength interval workout in before the test, too. Gold star for me. Come beep test time though…. I didn’t do so hot. A) because my lungs are still adjusting to he altitude, and B) there was NO ventilation in the gym. Ugh. Here’s a little post-workout pic for your viewing pleasure:

Pardon the poo colored bathroom wall. You may see this god awful poo wall in the background for at least a couple more months until Tyler and I get in paint-the-house mode.

Boyfriend just made me this perfect omelette, filled with leftover meats ad veggies from last nights pizza making party. It was so perfect looking, I almost didn’t want to eat it.

But, I was starving, so I snapped a pic and dove right the heck in on that bad boy.

Currently watching Wheel of Fortune (yeah I know, it’s 3:30. The time shift here is a-muh-zing…I get to watch Amazing Race at 6 tonight too!!!)

Question: is anybody out there? Who is reading this awesome post? Is this stupid? Do I have to resort to the old fashioned way of journalling (i.e.: pen & paper. Eww) I’d love a teensy tiny ounce of feedback, y’all. Thankya!

So last night was…

So last night was fun! After an afternoon of shopping and a mini homesick freakout, Tyler and I made homemade pizzas! (even the dough was from scratch. #forthewin) A little flour here, some yeast there, and 30 minutes later BOOM. We ended up making three of them, all of which included bacon. Pork products are the bomb and we are heavy investors, what can I say. The pizzas looked a little like-ah’dees (poor attempt at Italian accent):

From L to R we had
1) pepperoni, chicken and bacon
2) pineapple, chicken and bacon
3) sausage, mushies, peppers and bacon

It was really a huge carb fest, considering I had made pancakes for breakfast and consoled in 2 apricot ales during my freakout. But whatever.

We shared our delicious eats with Joe and Twyla then played friggin’ Cranium. Quite possibly one of the best past times ever. Found out halfway through the game though, that it is in fact a Canadian version. (no, I do not know who the prime minister is, and no, I wouldn’t be able to draw a loonie). GOOD THING Twyla and I were partners because we pretty much ruled the green cards. More notably, the Humdingers. High fives all around for us.

Now Sunday is here, a little snow has fallen, and I don’t feel like getting out of bed. Partly because it IS Sunday, but more so because Layla is on top of me. Gloriously uncomfortable. Now what to have for breakfast….(in bed, of course).

*little update on Crap about Canada:
1) their clearance rack prices at factory outlet stores look like full retail prices. I may never get a new wardrobe.
2) they don’t plow. I repeat, they DON’T PLOW. I am already a terrible winter driver, now take away my plowing and salting? Ah, I’m screwed. Perhaps my white-knuckling is burning more calories though.
3) A basic oil change cost me $114. Whatisthat?!!?!?!?!?! Perhaps this is what cued the homesickness yesterday.
4) Tim Horton’s. It’s like the Dunkin Donuts of Canada. Great coffee… When I can get it. I just want a plain black coffee with nothing in it, people! So when I order “a medium black coffee, nothing in it” stop asking if I want cream and/or sugar! I juuuuust said nothing in it. Plain. Black. It happens every time. This wouldn’t be a problem at Dunks. I’m jus’ sayin’.

Until next time, my friends. Peace, love, and don’t do drugs (unless you have a prescription). xoxo