Pork and poblano stew

My most recent issue of Better Homes & Gardens arrived recently and I’m not gonna lie, I was a little hesitant to even open it. The recipes! I wouldn’t be able to make them! But the lure of BH&G is just too much and so imagine my surprise when I opened the issue and found two Whole30-compliant recipes that needed no tweaking whatsoever. (Let’s ignore the entire section dedicated to Cooking With Beer! (Assholes).)

We made this pork and poblano stew on Sunday night and it was so very good, I do believe we will keep it in the repertoire for future, actually-cool weather Sunday nights.

If you want the real, step-by-step recipe, with proper amounts and measurements, I would encourage you to pick up the October issue of BH&G, but if you’re cool with a “here’s what I did-ish” recipe, then please, read on. (I doubled this from the BH&G version, FYI. Feel free to cut in half if you don’t like leftovers.)

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There is stew under all that avocado, promise.

What You’ll Need

A big hunk of pork loin (1lb. or more) cut into 1″ cubes
2 medium or 1 large or many small onions, sliced
A couple cloves of garlic, minced
2 red bell peppers, cut into 1″ slices
2 poblano peppers, cut into 1″ slices
3 cups of chicken stock (I used beef, but you could also use vegetable if you don’t eat meat, oh wait)
2 cans (14oz. each) diced tomatoes
1 TBSP. chili powder
1 cinnamon stick
The zest of one orange
The juice of half an orange
Some salt and pepper and olive oil

What You’ll Do

– Brown your meat in olive oil for like 5 minutes, set aside
– Saute your onions, garlic, and peppers for about 10 minutes
– Add stock, diced tomatoes, cinnamon sticks, and let simmer on low for however long you want, the longer the better
– Sometime in there, maybe after an hour, add the pork, orange zest, and orange juice
– Let it hang out on simmer for a little while longer
– Add salt and pepper to taste throughout cooking (the recipe called for neither, but I thought it needed both)
– Enjoy with a hunk of crusty bread, or, if you’re us, a giant glass of water and Dexter on the TV

Verdict

Delicious! I never really use cinnamon or orange in my cooking, but this recipe really knocked me upside the head with the thought that I totally should. Cinnamon and orange: Not just for breakfast anymore!

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Meat Month: A salad queen is crowned

We’re halfway through Whole30 and just moving right along.

Some revelations:

– I do not miss cheese nearly as much as I would have thought, but I do miss certain meals that contain cheese and/or cheese by-products, like pizza (bread and cheese) and tacos (corn and cheese and sour cream.) It appears I also miss bread and corn, although again, not as much as I’d have thought. I’m not, like, weeping at the altar of bread every night. (I’m mostly just falling asleep on the couch at 8:30pm.)

– I am functioning fine without coffee, but I miss it. (I say I’m “functioning fine,” but the reality is I woke up at 7:15am the other morning. I slept for like 10 hours like some kind of toddler or something.)

– Breakfast is forever changed. I used to have a Greek yogurt and some berries and maybe some almonds if I was feeling wild and crazy, but for the past two weeks I’ve had a veggie fritatta and sweet potato* hash and have more or less been full until lunchtime. Since they’re so easy and filling, I cannot see myself going back to yogurt. Post-Whole30, though, I might slather some sour cream all over that fritatta.

– I have become a salad master. You know how moms make the best sandwiches out there? No, like, how it’s the universal standard that YOUR mom makes the best sandwiches? (Mine totally does, by the way.) Well, I make the best salads. There’s no arguing it. I can make the shit out of a salad. I fancy them up like nobody’s business.

Exhibit A: Whole30 caprese-style salad with roasted red pepper curls (ROASTED RED PEPPER CURLS!)

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Exhibit B: Spinach salad with avocado, mushrooms, pomegranate seeds, toasted almonds, and a pomegranate vinaigrette.

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You can pick your pomegranate up at the local grocery store or farmers’ market, OR you can steal it off someone’s tree when you’re out for a run. I recommend that. More gangsta that way. If pomegranates can be considered gangsta.

Speaking of running, the half-marathon training is coming right along, as well. Holly and I ran seven miles last Sunday, eight miles this past Saturday, and we plan to run 10 miles this weekend. Then it’s time for the actual half-marathon, for which we have still not officially registered, so basically all this running has been for “fun,” which seems kind of insane.

*I still believe sweet potatoes to be The Devil’s Tuber, but I cannot deny how filling they are. I mostly just drown mine hot sauce and shovel it in in under a minute so that I don’t have to taste its awfulness.

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Three Thursday anecdotes

The day Michael Jackson died, I happened to be in the middle of a months-long process of hiring my replacement for my job, as I was leaving to move up to Northern California soon. I called one candidate on my way home and he was so shocked at the MJ news, we spent the entire 30-minute phone call talking about Michael Jackson. He didn’t get the job. (But better for him, as they ended up eliminating the position shortly after I left.)

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LG thinks the front door only opens if her shoes are on. Last week, I heard the front door handle jiggling, so I looked over and there was LG, trying to open the door (she can’t — she’s too short. And it was locked.) Then she walked over, tried to put her shoes on (couldn’t do that either, but A for effort) and then walked backed over to the front door and tried to open it. She was perplexed, and still sometimes walks over to the door, tries the handle, then sits down and points to her feet. “Buh-bye?”

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I was once at an event with someone clairvoyant and he spent the better part of the evening trying to pry out what was bothering me. I resisted (which is what I always do when I meet clairvoyants) but he finally said something that ended up being exactly what I needed to hear, even if I didn’t want to admit it. The next year (same annual event), I was excited to see him again and see if he could impart any more wisdom. I re-introduced myself and he was polite, but then moved on to talk to other people. I guess I didn’t need to hear anything that day, but maybe someone else did.

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Meat Month: Coconut isn’t so bad

We’re still chugging right along doing the Whole30. I expected to start feeling like roses and sunshine immediately, but that’s…Not happened yet. In fact, last week I had a little cold, which I can blame on one of two things: LG and the nasty daycare germs she brings home and/or all the toxins leaving my body from this diet. Would the latter even make sense? I don’t know, but I was literally just sick the week of August 27th (I remember because it was the last busy week of work — the one where we were there till 1am — so that was all sorts of awesome.)

Anyway, Whole30! There have been a lot of vegetables. Like, a lot. Like, if you need some kale, I must apologize, for I have eaten all the kales in all the world. Kale is the new gorgonzola, didn’t you hear?

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Not kale, but quick-pickled green beans and peppers, which I highly recommend (we omitted the sugar, obvs, and didn’t have/use pickling spice. They were still delicious and gone in one day.)

I’ve been trying to get more fat in my diet, so I’m not so blasted hungry all the time, but being that I don’t really care for coconut (although will eat it when necessary, say, in a German chocolate cake), I’ve been eating a lot of avocado and putting a lot of olive oil on my roasted veggies. Speaking of roasted veggies, I fear we’re going to have to break up once Whole30 is over, because it’s already getting to the point where if I see another Brussels sprout again…

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Oh hey, girl, just kidding, I didn’t mean anything by that…

Despite already feeling a lack of things to cook (hard-boiled eggs for breakfast? Again? Sure?), I do feel good and (minus the cold), am getting some rocking sleep, to the point where I didn’t need coffee in the morning. So: Win.

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Steelhead with spinach pesto and roasted vegetables. It was only 100-degrees this day.

I found a couple Whole30-compliant dinners in this month’s Better Homes & Gardens that I’m excited to make once the weather decides that Balls Hot is no longer acceptable for October, so I’ll report back once I try those (pork and poblano stew and shepherd’s pie with butternut squash topping instead of potatoes.)

In running news, Holly and I ran 7 miles yesterday and my foot felt cool the entire time. Today, of course, it hurts again, so we’ll see what happens between now and Saturday, when we’re tentatively scheduled to run 8 miles.

Oh! (I started this post last week, so some things have changed) I used some coconut milk (and bananas and strawberries) to make a pre-run smoothie and it was delicious. I might never go back to yogurt as a smoothie base.

That’s it! Until next time!

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Zen master

Usually in my yoga class, we set an “intention” for the class, for the day, week, whatever you want. Even if the teacher doesn’t specifically say, “Take this time to set an intention…[blah blah blah]”, I usually have an intention in mind. My intention, every time I go to yoga, is for patience. In fact, as I left for class Sunday morning, I said to LG, “Bye lady, Mom’s gonna go work on her patience!”

And WORK ON MY PATIENCE I DID.

We had two new students in class, which is awesome (yoga for all!), but somehow they got situated on either side of me, which would have been fine if they hadn’t talked THE ENTIRE TIME.

Now listen, I don’t take yoga that seriously, I really don’t. I laugh when I fall out of a pose, or when the teacher cracks a joke (can yoga teachers crack jokes? I think they can.) But I just cannot abide someone next to me saying, “I can’t” over and over again. I can’t (ah!) handle that in life and I can’t handle that in yoga.

What I wanted to say to these women, every time they exclaimed, “I can’t do that!” was, “You’re right. You can’t do that. BECAUSE YOU’RE TELLING YOURSELF YOU CAN’T. Change your attitude.”

But I didn’t. Because all this yoga has made me a very patient person.

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Da boobs

Hey so let’s talk about my boobs!

(Waiting for my dad to leave the room…)

Okay! Boobs!

So, my breastfeeding experience is something that’s been on my mind recently. Not sure why, but it has, and so I thought I’d just get it all out here because why have a blog if you can’t talk about your boobs, am I right?

Let’s start at the beginning.

Going into the whole thing, I really didn’t have a plan for breastfeeding. I knew I would try it, but I didn’t do any research or go to any classes or have any thoughts one way or another about formula or bottles or pacifiers or whatever. I remember I didn’t even think about getting a breast-pump until my aunt mentioned maybe I should get one, so that I could save myself from possibly being the baby’s sole source of food (duh, Sarah) and then luckily my BFF loaned me hers (BFFs are the best.)

A few weeks later, LG was born and every hour or two for her first couple days of life, I’d try to feed her, without any luck. I recall there being a lot of screaming at my boobs during that time. That was definitely a reaction they’d never received before.

The first night we spent home with her, she didn’t sleep a wink. And so we didn’t sleep a wink. Luckily, we had an appointment set up with the doctor the next day for a weight check, since she’d dropped a bit of weight in the hospital. When the doctor asked how much/often she’d eaten since birth, we said “Nothing” and — this I remember clearly — the doctor said, “You’re her parents! You need to make her eat!” and then she grabbed one of those pre-made bottles of formula, stuck a nipple on it, and gave it to us to give LG. And for the first time in her wee little life, LG ate (and she hasn’t stopped since, bad-dum-dum.)

I remember feeling so relieved that my baby was eating. I guess some people might be horrified at the thought of a doctor, uhh, strongly suggesting (I can’t say she forced us, but she kind of did) we feed LG formula, but I am SO GLAD SHE DID.

For the next few days, we fed LG formula and I still tried to breastfeed, to no avail. Then one night I got up to pee and HOLY JUGS THAT’S WHY SHE HADN’T BEEN EATING.

For the next three months, I breastfed and supplemented with formula occasionally and pumped a lot. My days were centered around my boobs and my pump and how much she was getting and how much I was pumping. For someone who was so not regimented about PLANNING about breastfeeding, I was definitely regimented about when and how much she was eating. (I CAN AND WILL CONTROL IT AAAAAALL.)

When I went back to work, I tried pumping for a couple weeks, but my supply had gone down a lot already, as LG was sleeping through the night, and I had exactly zero desire to wake myself up in the middle of the night to pump to keep up supply. At that point I decided I was just sort of sick breastfeeding. In general. The whole thing. So I quit, cold turkey more or less, and I was THRILLED.

Part of me wishes I could be one of those women who loved breastfeeding. Or, even if they didn’t love it, soldiered on because they were committed to it, for whatever the reason. Or, even if they didn’t love it or were committed to it for whatever reason, maybe it was easy for them, and so that’s why they did it.

(Do any of these women actually exist? I’m not sure.)

But that was not me, none of the above, and looking back, I hated breastfeeding. I hated being chained up to something or having someone chained up to me. This is where mom guilt should be kicking in, right? I should have felt bad for stopping. I should have WANTED to continue, to bond with my baby and all that.

But you know what? I never felt bad. I felt happy and I wanted to do cartwheels through the hallway because WOO! MY BODY IS MINE AGAIN! And if I feel guilty about anything (which I really don’t), it would be not feeding that poor child for her first two days of life. (I have more than made up for that now, as you see by her delightfully plump cheeks.)

I guess I wanted to just throw this out there because I feel like a lot of women are afraid (maybe not the right word, but work with me here) to say they hated breastfeeding or maybe not HATED, but maybe it wasn’t what they thought it would be. Or you know what? Maybe they did hate it! And that’s okay! We don’t have to like it. No one really likes changing diapers, but you can’t let your kid sit in their shit for hours on end, right?

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Meat Month: Three days in and it’s GOING GREAT, OKAY?!

We have now started Meat Month, which is a term I appropriated from Erica, who is freshly off her Whole30 and (hopefully) elbow deep in a cheeseburger with the bun and some french fries cooked in peanut oil and dipped in ketchup and also beer. Just…A lot of beer. (I think Erica hands the term to me very willingly.)

Clearly, things are going great here! I think we’ve consumed more tea over the past three days than in the past year, which is saying something, because I do normally drink a lot of tea. I think my eyes are starting to sprout spinach leaves (I don’t know, guys, bear with me) and we only have six eggs left out of two dozen purchased three days ago. So. Eggs and spinach and tea.

Going great! As I said!

In all honesty, I feel good. I slept like a log last night and woke up sans alarm this morning at 6am. The only thing we’re struggling with — and I include Chris in this because HE SEEMS A LITTLE HANGRY, GUYS — is eating enough food to stay full for more than an hour. That’s been hard. All my go-to fill-up snacks — peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, yogurt, cheese — are no-nos, which means I’ve been eating A LOT of vegetables. Which aren’t exactly filling. Shockingly.

I’m trying to figure that aspect out, especially with the half-marathon training. The last thing I want to do is to go running when I haven’t fueled up properly (I’m scary if I haven’t eaten in a few hours, so after I’ve run many miles? Hahahahaha, watch out.) I’ve had sort of a bum foot the past week, so I skipped my long run Saturday, which in hindsight was probably good (looking for silver linings here — missing runs makes me itchy) because after what we thought to be a pretty substantial breakfast of steak and eggs on Saturday, we had to have an emergency tuna salad at 11am, which while delicious, only kept us full for about an hour and a half.

So! this week my goal is to make sure we’re well-fed and NOT hangry, especially if I do make it out for a long run on Saturday (fingers crossed.)

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Meanwhile, I’ll go ahead and add tuna fish to the Costco list just in case…

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Hummus and cheeses and all the things I cannot have

Maybe homemade hummuses (hummusi?) have been done to death, I do not know, but I feel like I always see Twitter asking for homemade hummus recipes, so I thought I’d share mine. Please note, I don’t use tahini. I tried tahini once and it scared me and while I’d be open to trying it again, I have found it’s not really necessary for my homemade hummus.

Hummus

Servings
This yielded enough hummus for a late Sunday snack for two people (who like to eat a lot), as well as leftovers for a couple of smaller snacks during the week.

What You’ll Need
1 15oz. can of garbanzo beans, drained and rinsed
1 clove of minced garlic
1 lemon, juiced
2-4 TBSP. olive oil
Whatever fancy filler your little heart desires — I used marinated artichoke hearts (about 1 cup), but you could used olives, roasted red peppers, or kick it old school with traditional hummus
Salt and pepper to taste

What You’ll Do
Super easy! Just whirl everything in a food processor or blender, adding more olive oil as needed to get all the garbanzo beans pulverized. Serve with veggies or pita chips or Greek-style chicken and cucumber salad or make your own shawarma — the possibilities are endless!

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In semi-related news, Chris and I are doing the Whole30 starting this Friday (we wanted to wait until after our anniversary because what’s an anniversary if you can’t celebrate with wine or champagne or both, am I right?) So, this means no beans, no grains, no booze, no sugar, NO CHEESE for the next 30 days. THE CHESSES! WILL NO ONE THINK OF THE CHEESES?!

I’m actually looking forward to it — as much as one person can look forward to self-imposed torture (THE CHEESES). I was talking to a friend of mine recently and she was like, “I am so sick of being tired all the time. I eat healthy, I get enough sleep, I work out regularly…WHY AM I SO EXHAUSTED?!” and I was, “Choir, preached to, sister.” So, I’m hoping once we get past any initial feelings of death and wanting to kill someone/something, then maybe I’ll be so rested, I can run through the alps singing songs and making dresses out of curtains or something. We’ll see.

The Whole30 ends the day before the half-marathon which is sort of perfect timing (hello, post-race brunch and Bloody Mary!) I am ever so slightly concerned about training for a long-distance race while eating very strictly, but at the same time, no pain no gain, right? (I basically am just a really poor planner, but whatever! Cheers (with glasses of water and lime)!

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A sommelier-like review of Ramona’s Pinot Grigio

I mentioned that I finally tried the Ramona Pinot Grigio, thanks to Holly, who bought me a bottle to try. (I swear I don’t pick my friends based on whether or not they too watch the Real Housewives!) I drank a glass while watching the Emmy Awards the other night and thought that to be very apropos: Drinking my TV wine while watching a TV show about TV shows. (This is all feeling very Hunger Games, isn’t it? Next thing you know, I’ll be volunteering to leave my home for Napa Valley to compete against other wine lovers in a possibly deadly — but delicious! — grape-picking competition.)

Anyway, so I tried the wine and it was good. Very mellow and easy to drink; I could see how Ramona could drink a lot of it. While I drank it, I tried to put myself in Ramona’s shoes to see, had it been my wine, if I’d be able to identify it as such (think back to the sneaky wine tasting Jacques put on a handful of episodes ago.) The verdict: I think I could. It didn’t have any one bold flavor (vanilla, citrus, what have you), but was memorable regardless (especially if you’re drinking as much as Ramona drinks (which I’d venture to guess is a lot).)

As an added side effect, it made me feel a little Ramona-ish. Now granted, I’d had some champagne before drinking the Ramona, but I said some weird stuff. Not, like, speaking in tongues or anything, just different from my normal self. So I think, if nothing else, this wine would probably be a great excuse for questionable behavior: “Oh, I didn’t mean to do that! It was just Ramona talking!”

Holly tells me there’s also a Ramona red wine, which I will totally try, because why wouldn’t I? I think to get the full effect, though, I need to get a group of women together on an island, drink some Ramona red, and just…Watch what happens. (Damn you, Andy Cohen.)

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It’s offically autumn, ergo, it’s time to update you on my SIWLTDTSBPWBIGTCOMCWTA/COAWHH List

And just like that, summer is over, so I suppose it’s time to check in and see how I did on my Stuff I Would Like To Do This Summer But Probably Won’t Because I’m Going To Collapse On My Couch With The A/C On And Watch House Hunters (SIWLTDTSBPWBIGTCOMCWTA/COAWHH for short) List.

(Editor’s note: I surprisingly didn’t watch a lot of House Hunters. Mind you, I watched a lot of other things — it’s not like I was out dining alfresco or enjoying the [blistering hot] weather — but I just didn’t watch a lot of HH.)

– Go to yoga once a week
I did this! I think. I started going to free yoga at work Mondays and Wednesdays whenever I could swing it and continued to go to my local place on Sundays, so while I didn’t keep a strict tally, I did go as often as possible. Namaste, bitches.

– Start training for a half marathon
Hey, I did this too! I am so awesome at Goals, the keeping of.

– Sign up for a half marathon
Well I haven’t done this, but I really should have because I think the price just increased, dammit.

– Go on a hike
Nope, although I did drag my brother-in-law on a hike-ish run while we were in Seattle.

– Buy a contraption for Chris to wear to tote LG around on a hike
Nope, but maybe next year she can hike her little self around.

– Go on bike rides
I think we went on one bike ride! It was fun, and I’d like to go again, but…

– Buy a contraption for Chris to put on the front of his bike for LG to sit in
…We never did buy one of these, either, so unless we’re both free on a weekday, I don’t see this happening again soon. I mean, I could go alone, but then who would I complain about the wind to?

– Buy LG a helmet for the above bike contraption
Nope, no need.

– Go camping
HAH, NO. Oh, I mean, sorry Chris.

– Catch a fish
Sorry again.

– Take a train somewhere
Not this year.

– Ride a boat
Nope.

– Take LG to the park often-ish
I think we went once and she screamed when I put her in the swing, soooo…That was fun.

– Print pictures of LG from Christmas until now
I DID THIS TOO! I still need to buy an album to put 2012 pictures in, but LG circa 2011 has been forever memorialized.

– Print new pictures of LG for me and Chris to take to work because the rotund baby pictures we currently have are not very representative of her anymore
Check! But I still need to print the updated picture of LG and Chris in their Seahawks gear.

– Eat lots of BBQ — ribs, steak, HOT DOGS, etc.
I don’t think I ate a hot dog. What kind of American am I?! Wait, I might have had a bratwurst. EVEN BETTER.

– Make s’mores
NO! I wish. I need to get on this.

– Depending on how the garden does, pickle and can lots of vegetables
No canning, but we made and froze a bunch of marinara sauce.

– Learn how to pickle
Nope.

– Learn how to can
Nope.

– Make our own yogurt
YES! I am hippie, hear me roar.

– Buy the contraption Ashley recommended to make our own yogurt
Nope, becaaaaaaause, through the wonder of the Internet, Kate sent me one that she had, but had never used. Thanks, Kate!

– Wear a lot of dresses
I think I did this.

– Maybe buy some dresses that don’t show my ass when I bend over
Nope.

– Chris says maybe don’t do that
You’re welcome.

– No he doesn’t, but I bet he would if he was here
I think the sentiment remains the same.

– Go to Bakersfield at least once to steal my best friend’s new baby squish on my best friend’s new baby
We did this and I even let her keep her baby, aren’t I nice?

– Also to swim in my parents’ pool
According to my parents, this was the most fun they’d ever had in their pool. It was a good day, indeed.

– Also to dump LG on my parents so we can go out without a kid
WE DID THIS.

– Run down the streets of Bakersfield, hands in the air (like we just don’t care), screaming, “Sans kid! Sans kid!”
No, but we may have high-fived.

– Schedule a family photography session using the gift certificate my best friend got us
I really need to do this.

– A year ago
Like, really.

– Go to a cheese tasting in the little town over from ours
Keeping this on the list for autumn because hello? CHEESE TASTING.

– Sans kid!
Yes please.

– Find and drink Ramona’s Pinot Grigio
I didn’t, but yesterday Holly give me a bottle THAT SHE GOT JUDGED FOR BUYING WTF, so I’m trying it tonight.

– Try one of Bethenny’s SkinnyGirl drinks
I did! I tried the original margarita and I liked it. It wasn’t as sweet as I thought it might be (good), but needed a little extra fizz, so I added some club soda. Also Grand Marnier. So it probably wasn’t “skinny” once I was done with it.

– Continue to bankroll the Real Housewives franchise
Yup.

– Get more pedicures
NOT A ONE. Criminal.

– Try threading
Nope, but I did let my eyebrows grow out, so that’s…Something?

– Get my hair done sometime
Nope.

– Go pee when I have to, instead of holding it for hours
I actually did get better at this! Go me!

– I have been holding it for hours
Not today!

– Read some new books, let’s say four
I totally did this and I am, like, SUPER proud, guys. (I read Mockingjay, Killing Lincoln, The 8th Confession (*mumble mumble* James Patterson), On Beauty, and Gone Girl.

– Keep up with weeding the garden
Hahahahahah, no.

– UGH
Seriously, I am so sore from breaking down the second garden last weekend. Grass up to my SHOULDERS, guys. It was embarrassing how much I let it go.

– BBQ a pizza
No! I need to do this. This and s’mores stay on the list.

– Find a job
*weep*

– See my grandparents more often
I think I saw them twice? NOT OFTEN ENOUGH.

– Buy Us Weekly…weekly-ish…so I’m not all, “I thought Justin and Jessica broke up and now they’re ENGAGED?”
I didn’t do this, but I DID check in on their website monthly or so. This is very important stuff!

– Hang pictures in LG’s room
No, still trying to figure out where to hang them. I suck at picture-hanging decision-making.

Hey! I am actually surprised at how much I accomplished (“accomplished”). Now to start plotting my autumn to do list…What’s on yours?

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