So, it's Sunday night, day two of Olympic competition and Valentine's day! Let's recap our weekend fun. :)
Friday night after work, we totally passed out on the bed, but woke with a start when I sat straight up at six pm on the dot and started freaking out about being late for the start of the OLYMPICS! We rushed out the door and drove up to Crystal Lake, where we had dinner with the crew up there and watched the opening ceremony on the Schoening's magnificent TV. Needless to say, we were nowhere near late for the start of the ceremony, which didn't begin until 9pm. Could have slept many more hours, in fact....
Saturday was a very slow day (at one point I made the comment that there is a very fine line between relaxing and being sluggish, and we were toe-ing that line, big time). We had plans to go to the Department of Licensing to get a new drivers license for me (we were hoping the third time could be the charm, as the first two attempts failed due to the fact that both offices had closed - thank you state budget deficit!). Apparently, the third time is NOT the charm, as they were closed for Presidents Day. Oh well. We'll persevere and try again....
(side note - watching a skiier compete in the moguls from Cle Elum! Woo, Go Cle Elum!!)
Saturday night I made homemade french bread, roasted garlic to smear on the bread and lentil/ham stew. It was a great dinner. We both thought so. Petesie's stomach apparently did NOT think so, as I found out in the morning that he had been up almost ALL night with...um.... methane issues.... And I woke up with the world's worst garlic breath. It was a magically romantic start to Valentine's Day. Petesie tries to be so proper and polite, and when he told me he was upstairs all night farting, I died laughing.
I woke up this morning and came upstairs to a dozen red roses and new slippers, and a sweet card from my sweet husband. I made blueberry pancakes from scratch for brunch, and we took Monty on a nice long walk. We spent the rest of the day watching the Olympics while I cleaned and did some laundry.
Our Valentine's dinner was fantastic. I tend to dislike the holiday (I feel that it makes single people feel like a failure and bad about themselves, and sets up unrealistic expectations for those in relationships), but I still like to make special Valentine's day dinners. I made Petesie his favorite - a dish I created called Bensonada's (think empanada meets piroshky), salad with raspberry dressing, craisins and almonds, and the most incredible, to die for, individual molten chocolate cakes. The best part though was that I surprised Petesie by setting the table with our nice linens and fine china and crystal candleholders, all wedding gifts. He was very happy to see us put the nice settings to good use, and we had a great, candlelit dinner.
Now, on to more Olympics - pairs short program tonight! Woo!
Friday night after work, we totally passed out on the bed, but woke with a start when I sat straight up at six pm on the dot and started freaking out about being late for the start of the OLYMPICS! We rushed out the door and drove up to Crystal Lake, where we had dinner with the crew up there and watched the opening ceremony on the Schoening's magnificent TV. Needless to say, we were nowhere near late for the start of the ceremony, which didn't begin until 9pm. Could have slept many more hours, in fact....
Saturday was a very slow day (at one point I made the comment that there is a very fine line between relaxing and being sluggish, and we were toe-ing that line, big time). We had plans to go to the Department of Licensing to get a new drivers license for me (we were hoping the third time could be the charm, as the first two attempts failed due to the fact that both offices had closed - thank you state budget deficit!). Apparently, the third time is NOT the charm, as they were closed for Presidents Day. Oh well. We'll persevere and try again....
(side note - watching a skiier compete in the moguls from Cle Elum! Woo, Go Cle Elum!!)
Saturday night I made homemade french bread, roasted garlic to smear on the bread and lentil/ham stew. It was a great dinner. We both thought so. Petesie's stomach apparently did NOT think so, as I found out in the morning that he had been up almost ALL night with...um.... methane issues.... And I woke up with the world's worst garlic breath. It was a magically romantic start to Valentine's Day. Petesie tries to be so proper and polite, and when he told me he was upstairs all night farting, I died laughing.
I woke up this morning and came upstairs to a dozen red roses and new slippers, and a sweet card from my sweet husband. I made blueberry pancakes from scratch for brunch, and we took Monty on a nice long walk. We spent the rest of the day watching the Olympics while I cleaned and did some laundry.
Our Valentine's dinner was fantastic. I tend to dislike the holiday (I feel that it makes single people feel like a failure and bad about themselves, and sets up unrealistic expectations for those in relationships), but I still like to make special Valentine's day dinners. I made Petesie his favorite - a dish I created called Bensonada's (think empanada meets piroshky), salad with raspberry dressing, craisins and almonds, and the most incredible, to die for, individual molten chocolate cakes. The best part though was that I surprised Petesie by setting the table with our nice linens and fine china and crystal candleholders, all wedding gifts. He was very happy to see us put the nice settings to good use, and we had a great, candlelit dinner.
Now, on to more Olympics - pairs short program tonight! Woo!
I typically *wham!* love my Sweetie's cooking *wham!*. However, *wham!* last night was an exception. I was up from 4:00 am to 5:30 am *wham!* listening to the rain in the dark all by *wham!* myself. Oh well, you win some, #wham!* you lose some. Don't cry for me *wham!* Argentina!
ReplyDeleteDear Julia, I miss you! I found this blog through your Facebook page... what a great idea!!! Glad that you are doing so well, and I can't wait to hear more about the new job. Love, (Fellow) Newlywed in Norfolk.
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