The Wurst Date

Saturday was date day. Hooray!

And in pictures:

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Lots of pics. It started with a furry dog in my face. Followed by some mean pancakes. And my first ever trip to the driving range. With my very own set of clubs. And check out my golfing outfit. Very official.

Then we got to Wurst. Aka: an awesome German restaurant. We sat at the bar, got some fancy shmancy drinks, appys and dins. One of the apps were mussels. Did you know that I hate seafood? Well, I might be starting to like it. Tyler fed me 6 of those things and I liked them. He said it was probably because they were aphrodisiacs. Hehe. Then our main courses. I had bratwurst with red cabbage and some other delish stuff and Tyler had veal chop. Poor baby cow! Tasty baby cow.

And sangria.

And then, being the adults we are, we headed home to play Kinect. Seriously one of the most hilar things to do. Except don’t eat a belly full of German food prior to game time. Tummy ache like whoa.

But skinnygirl helps.

To recap: sleep in, hit some balls, head to Wurst for amazing food/bevvies, then go home and jump around in your jammies.

I’m better now

I’m better now- in case you were wondering.

Working out really does help your frame of mind. We ended up doing a lot of uphill runs with intervals of lunges/squat jumps/side shuffles. At the top of each hill, we did a set of 20 tricep dips, 20 pushups and 20 spiderman planks. I got mucho sweaty. Then, I was messaging Tyler as I was hiking back to my car, and he tells me they had pizza for lunch. And I’m all “Ahhh man, I’m starving.” He goes “Are you still downtown?” And I go, “mmmmyup.” And he says “meet me at my building and I’ll give you the leftovers.” And I was allll “ba-wi-da-ba-da-bang-ee-bang OK”- and you can quote me. Because it’s super normal to have a great sweaty workout, then go completely out of your way for some free leftover pizza. But that’s how I roll.

Then, I get home, eat 2 pieces, and feel completely barfy. Today, of all days, my stomach decides it hates cheese. Whatevs. I busied myself with more venue shopping for the ol’ wedding. (That’s shit is crazzzzzy tough!)

And because I’m a lady, I waited until AFTER Tyler got home to whip up a batch of margaritas. I’m celebrating making it halfway through the week. It’s totally normal. (I really just came up with that. Having no agenda gives you ample time to make room for drinks. Now that I say that, I might need to make some rezzies at a rehab facility spa.)

Ok…I’m off to go lounge some more. I’m getting pretty good at it.

 

For this and that

I need to vent.

I am frustrated. With my weight. My workouts. My friends and family being so far away. For feeling like a burden to Tyler. For not working. For not being able to work. For being alone all day. For talking to my dog because of being alone all day. For being afraid to spend money. For memorizing way too many commercial jingles and managing to somehow sing them around the house. Or when I actually do workout. For not being able to sleep at night. For not feeling like I can do anything in here or anywhere else while I am still in Permanent Resident Application purgatory. For not wanting to go teach my last bootcamp. For just about everything.

And now, I am going to go brush my teeth (I realize it’s almost noon), put on yet another pair of stretchy pants, and slowly drive downtown for boot camp. And I have no motivation. No ambition. Not now.

Maybe tomorrow.

Back to school blues

Who loves farmers markets?
Jen loves farmers markets.
Is it true?
I do I do I do-oo-oo!

I picked up lots of sweet goodies.
A bag full of apricots

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A jug of real Canadian maple syrup (unREAL!!!)

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And some local creamed honey

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Since I obviously tasted everything at the market, I had to counter the sweet with something savory. So I made pizzas. I got the dough ready while I ran to the store for a couple of things.

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Tyler’s pizza: pepperoni, chicken, green olives and red peppers.

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My pizza: bacon, portobello mushrooms and sliced apricots.

They turned out delicious!

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It was silent for about 15 minutes while we were both devouring our meals

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There is a TON left over. Aka: my lunches for the next week or so. My ‘happy for pizza’ face

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Layla’s ‘happy for anything’ face

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And now it’s time for Jen’s Craft Corner!

Ok, not really. But I noticed that my flowers were droopy yesterday so I cut the stems and made them floating centerpieces

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Not too shabby, eh?! At least it will extend their life for a few more days. Notice the textbook in the background. Barf.

And that’s the end of Jen’s Craft Corner.

Lame sauce.

The evening ended with a little bit of Paris, courtesy of Tyler Candle Company

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Lots to do. Can I get a collective groan for grad school starting back up today?! Wah-wuh.

Weekend living

Yesterday, I went down to Okotoks to watch the parade an hang out with some gals.

I obvs got a pic of the mini horsies

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And then some bigger ones

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When the parade was over, we visited the tiny market fair, where I scored a few purchases:
From Epicure Selections:

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Then, from a local boutique:

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A few wonderful smelling Tyler candles

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My friend Nicole spotted these because they are made in Texas where she used to live! We agreed its always exciting to make American/hometown discoveries here in Canada- it makes us feel closer to home! 🙂

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I can’t wait to burn these and have the house filled with pretty smells!

On the way home, I had to snap this pic because it made me laugh

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Haha, C-Train. Is anyone else laughing at this? A chuckle, perhaps?

This AM, I enjoyed some pancakes in bed while watching some shows on my iPad. Both the dog and the dude were sleeping.

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This is the life.

…and I’m headin out to go live some more of it!

Ps: we had tequilas and tacos for dins last night- our fave.

Pps: Tyler bought me clubs yesterday while I was out! How awesome is that?!

Ppps: happy father’s day, dad!

Pppps: Layla is currently molesting what’s left in the sunflower butter jar. It’s kind of hilarious. Hope it doesn’t result in some ranky toots!