l i f e, a g a i n

i  decided i am forced to start training for my marathon.

this is what i always do... procrastinate until the last minute.

try to find a four week training program 
for a full marathon...

you can’t.

because it’s a stupid idea!

so here i go.. slamming it into 28 lousy days

to figure out how to get through 26.2 miles.

i wonder if the race officials would notice me wearing heelys.

yes, yes. i have a pair.

in all reality, my mind needs the running too.

i need to get out of my head and onto the pavement.

taxes physically drained me last week

our taxes took 20 minutes maybe... ya, i don’t get it.

i pushed through an upset stomach 

and went to this concert last night.

man, people in provo need to loosen up

and move to the music.

my husband did, i swayed,
and provo stood still.

my husband said he would dance with me,

so for my favorite song... he did just that.

and those that didn’t, you missed out.

we then went to the hospital for oreo shakes,

argued music and religion,

and blasted his cd on the way home.

not bad thursday... not bad.

 pictures taken from here

p a j a m a s a n d c o l d s

i don’t think i will be wearing shorts this weekend.
snow has graced our town once again.
however, we will be strolling down to the local music gallery
to let jay williams henderson serenade our souls.

i’m excited to do nothing this weekend.
we have been hiding out in our home this week
in pajamas testing out cold remedies on the husband.
tea. lemons. oils. back to tea.

he may not attest, but i found it quite lovely.
the nights were quiet and the dishes stacked up.
and i skipped all 5 days of my running schedule.
why end this now?

have a lovely Friday.

b l a c k s h e e p

saturday the in-laws came down to hang out with us.

if you knew my in-laws you would wish they'd visit you.

jannie, my favorite #1, brought us down a huge basket of goodies from her garden. i guess i should say their garden because marty, my favorite #2 is one hell of a gardener... don't mess with his fruit trees. most sunday's i spend a good hour stuffing my face with raspberries and blackberries behind the shed in their back yard... don't tell. we now have tomatoes, peaches, carrots, onions, and cabbage. perfect for summer cooking.

dinner out is always a tradition when they come down. maybe it's because i am no cook. regardless of the reason, it's my favorite. we decided to try somewhere new.

eating somewhere new is always risky, but this will not disappoint. i had driven by the black sheep cafe every day on my way to work and knew immediately i had to try it from the name. as soon as i heard it doubled as a native american jewely workshop i about died and pushed it as the place for us to go.

the food was incredible.
1. go early or plan on a wait
   this place is hoppin
2. get the blue fire shrimp

3. whatever you order, just make sure to 

   get the sweat potato fries. so good

4. stuff your face

   spend a good amount of time doing so

5. thank me

6. go running and then go again

next i am trying the goat burger.... hand-pressed beef with goat cheese in the middle topped by a sliced portabello mushroom, sauteed peppers and a very tasty sauce - all wrapped in a navajo taco-type bread. holy amazing.