I’ve been working like a mad woman at the office.
Considering I’m already a touch cray-cray, this has not been helping my sanity. Quite the opposite as back to back to back eleven plus hour days has been wearing on me. Thank god for the Hubby, greeting me a glass of wine and plate of food when I drag my weary carcass home each night. That man is a saint.
Despite the food or possibly because of the booze, I can barely form sentences, so the idea of penning a post that is not only witty but literate leaves me feeling a little strained. Yes, putting simple sentences together in an intelligent fashion, while utilizing proper grammar and what have you, makes me want to run in the opposite direction and head for the hills. I hear they’re ♫ alive with the sound of music. ♫ It might be nice there.
Which is why Arman’s most recent Spill It Sunday link up was particularly appealing to me. The idea is to share some old posts, where we dig into our archives and resurrect classics. Some might call this lazy, I call it recycling at it’s finest, which pleases the hippie in me to no end.
I’m going way back with these posts, in hopes this material is relatively new for most of my audience. Bon Appetite.
WIAW: The Verbal Purge Edition: this is far and away one of my favorite posts. It’s the one where I question the healthiness of the HLB community, while simultaneously spelling out my own food philosophy and what ‘healthy’ means to me. I’ll give you a hint: it involves cheese.
The Time of the Tomato: I thought about sharing my Ode to Grilled Cheese because it’s fun, flirty and delicious, but we are gearing up for tomato season here in Ohio, and this post is fraught with incredible tomato recipes and perhaps a pretty picture or two.
Vanilla Gorilla: get comfortable, grab a drink, pull up a chair and be ready for story time as we relive my participation in The Tough Mudder. This was absolutely the dirtiest thing I’ve ever done, and I loved it.
Alright my friends, I’m going to relish in the fact it’s Friday, which means in less than twenty-four hours I will be getting my R&R on. You know what they say: Work hard, play hard, rest hard. I might have added to the cliché; it’s a solid addition though.
Have you ever done a Tough Mudder? What’s on your weekend agenda? Anything exciting? Tell me all about it.