It was quite the awesome weekend. We did lots of stuff – with our very social 4th of July – and then we kind of just spent the weekend together. Hanging out, unpacking, building Ikea furniture (we put the sofa together, and then our big bookshelf (photos later of course!)) and then ate and ate and ate. Seriously. The food is making me tired. SO…. cutting back on that now. At least the amount that we eat out – and then also the stuff that “I” eat when we eat out – cause I have no controls. I enjoy the stuff too much and it just makes me tired – especially since I know the difference between now and when I eat ‘right’ as far as energy foods and stuff like that. Ya know? As opposed to the general sluggish feeling of beer, and fried foods. (But they’re oh so good.)
Breakfast @ Belly again – but we took some photos outside this time. This is the Coca-Cola wall. ðŸ™‚
Oh. And don’t worry – we rock at cooking (hahaha, no we don’t – well, we’re okay – Leah ROCKS at baking though) and we’ll take photos of that food. Obviously we’re not going to give up the food photos. They’re just ‘our thing’ ya know? Man. Just think what it would be like around these parts if I had never been told about the ‘macro’ setting.
Running. Yes. I know I’ve mentioned how I was going to pick up running – and for me – I did. That means I’ve gotten to the point of running around 2-3 miles a day (on those days when I go to the gym) pretty well – but I’m going to have to raise that now. We’ll see right? Right. (Oh, and don’t think I run fast – a 10 minute mile is excellent for me – I was an offensive lineman when I played high school football – we run 5 feet at most during each play so it’s not like we were anything like Kenyan marathoners.)
Tuesday. Tuesday our internet gets hooked up. So no more ummm….tapping into the neighbor’s signal. Thank you neighbor. This past week would’ve been completely unbearable without your low signal/regularly dropping wi-fi. And still… Um. Let’s be awesome this week. Tomorrow. I’m gonna hit you with many, many food photos. Dead or alive you’re coming with me. (For some reason, Robocop popped into my head just now.)