Tonight’s @butcherbox dinner: pan-seared rib-eye, the @altonbrown way. Turned out perfect! Nothing better than grass-fed beef on cast iron.
My mom got remarried today! Connor was the ringbearer and I gave her away. I brought my “good” camera (i.e. the Nikon D90), so I’ll be posting more photos as I find the time to edit them.
No freeze in the forecast for a good couple of weeks means all the green tomatoes still on the vines will likely ripen out of doors. October seems a bit late for my tomato harvest, but this is how it went last year, too.
I kind of like Blue’s Clues, esp. w Steve. But Blue’s Room (the spinoff puppet show where Blue can talk) makes me want to stab my eyes out.
My son will sometimes pretend he’s The Flash, or Sonic the Hedgehog. He loves to run.
So, when I learned that our school district was hosting an Elementary Cross-Country Series, I knew I had to sign him up.
Unfortunately, we had to miss the first meet of the three-meet series because that was the day Connor had his annual checkup and flu shot — firstly, I couldn’t justify both coming in late to work for his appointment and leaving early for his cross-country meet; and secondly, he was hobbling around all day on his flu shot leg, so having his first-ever race on a bum leg would not have been a good experience.
I brought my “good” camera with me to capture Connor’s first-ever actual race, the second meet of the series.
If you were to guess how I feel about September’s weight journey based on this graph, I wouldn’t blame you if you assumed I’d be disappointed.
I also wouldn’t blame you if you were perplexed by this graph of my daily weight.
So, here’s where I’m at, physically and mentally.
We weren’t sure how exactly our Dayton trip was going to pan out, since Grandma was recovering from open-heart surgery and Grandpa had a minor procedure scheduled at the beginning of August, but it finally came together. We’d all meet for lunch on Friday — me and Connor, my Mom and her fiancé Jim, and Grandpa and Grandma — visit in the afternoon, check into the hotel and have some swim time, then go out to dinner. We’d reconvene the next morning to visit some more, then Mom and Jim would head back and Connor and I would head up to see our friend Amy.
Even when I got a last-minute call from Mom the morning of the trip, letting me know that Grandpa and Grandma had already paid for a luncheon for that day, so we’d all be doing lunch separately and meeting at Grandpa and Grandma’s house at 1pm, Connor and I rolled with it. I hit up Yelp to see what restaurants were in Grandpa’s neck of the woods, and I found a Bolivian joint. Score!
When we left our house, I asked Yelp for directions to Nelly’s, and off we went.
The drive itself was uneventful — only one potty stop along the way, and typical summer construction here and there. We arrived at Nelly’s ready to try some new cuisine.
I modified the Weight Watchers recipe per what I had on hand, and just so happened to lower the SmartPoints value per serving from 3SP for three shrimp down to 2SP. Score!