Do you ever have weeks where you are so busy you feel like you come home, change into your comfy clothes and then lounge on the couch before you hit the sack?
That is what this week has been like for me. It has been pretty busy. I do like busy weeks because it means I'm alive and kicking and enjoying life, but I also like having a little down time.
Tonight we had a free night and I was looking forward to it.
We kicked off the night with a nutritious and delicious meal of hamburgers, french fries, and onion rings.
Then we decided to go on a small jog that promptly made me want to throw up.
Since Luke is an "experienced" runner, he likes to remind me quite often what to do and what not to do when running. He won some sort of medal in high school for track and now he is my coach. Whether I ask him to be or not....
Well tonight Couch warned me that the burger would not mix well with my jogging.
I did not listen.
And I regreted it.
Always listen to Coach, I have mentally jotted it down.
As I was jogging I started to feel nauseous and tried to make it home as fast as possible. As soon as I got home I collapsed in the front yard that I have so yearned for in the past year.
I love having a yard.
There is something so peaceful about a yard.
Me and Coach hanging out in our yard:
While we were lounging in our yard, Luke noticed some dead limbs that needed to be taken down.
So we spent our Thursday night taking down dead tree limbs.
We are such suburban-ites, don't tell Luke, he wants to be a rockstar.
Here he is trying to knock down a dead limb, most normal people use a saw. Not us, we are wild. It's that Indian blood Luke has, it makes him feel like he can do anything.
My job was to take the dead limb to the appropriate wood pile. It should be noted that it is not the same limb, despite Luke's valiant efforts without a saw he couldn't get that beast of a trunk down.
Actually I'm not sure if it was my job, or if I said "let me see if I can lift this." And then when I did Luke randomly snapped a picture.
Or I might have said "This is perfect for my Project 365 TAKE A PICTURE!!!"
Something like that happened.
And then Luke took my picture:
And told me I was the biggest nerd he has ever known.
Which I beg to differ. Luke has told me what he and his friends would do in their past-time while growing up and it involved video games, Bob Dylan music, and Lord of the Rings.
In fact one time far too recently, while preparing for bed, Luke asked me if we could listen to the Lord of the Rings audio CD while we fell asleep.
His romantic efforts cannot be matched by anyone.
And I rest my case that I am in fact NOT the nerdiest person he has ever met.
So anyways, that was our Thursday night. It was pretty average, minus me lifting a GIGANTIC tree limb.
Please never call me weak again.
Unless we are talking about my self control towards cookies.
Because I am totally weak when it comes to some warm, gooey, chocolate chip cookies.
Just don't tell Coach I ate them before our jog.