Meh Monday

I’m really dragging today, guys. I guess you could say I have a case of the mondays? I’m not even 100% sure what this post is going to be about… Let’s call it a weekend recap, k?

My weekend was absolutely, positively, without a doubt uneventful. I had two days of nothing. After a crazy April and a slightly less crazy May (and two future weekends filled to the brim), I am so grateful for this lackadaisical weekend.

Friday night I spent a laid-back evening with my best friend & favorite infant, Saturday I played with kittens, and Sunday I volunteered at the local humane society, took Enzo to the dog park, and spent the evening lounging at home with K (who worked all weekend).

I did very few chores, made very few plans, and have no complaints. Sometimes you just need a BLAH weekend.

How was your weekend?


Grateful Heart w/ Ember Grey

I Love Sundays

This Sunday was such a perfect day. I love Sundays because of their lazy nature. I usually start the day with church & a family breakfast, but this weekend my husband took the day off and we played hooky from all responsibility. It was fantastic.


Our dogs let us sleep in later than usual so I didn’t even roll out of bed until 9:45! I let K sleep in a little later while I let the pups out to potty, fed them breakfast, and surface-cleaned the first floor. I was scrolling through blogs and snacking on a blueberry muffin & some tea when K came downstairs.

We decided we needed a humidifier in our house (it’s like an electricity factory up in here) so I convinced K to drive up north with me to a larger city so we could browse Target (and get Starbucks). He agreed to go (WHICH NEVER HAPPENS) so we got dressed and left for “the big city” around 11:30.

Shopping with K is like shopping with a 7 year old.
“Will you buy me this?”
“Can I just get one more thing?”
“I don’t wanna stand in line.”
“No! Don’t leave me with the cart!”
He’s so ornery. Despite his immaturity, I love shopping with him. We found the humidifiers and picked one out. They had some nice, mature models, but we liked the frog one, so we went with that. Maybe we both turn into 7 year olds….

Freddy the Frog

So we came to Target for one inexpensive thing and ended up spending $150. How does that always happen??! We did find some neat artwork for the bathroom and the dining room, so I’m not upset about it. Also, we grabbed some snacks for the NASCAR race (which we missed the start of because I lost track of time).

Another plus to the afternoon? I got my last star at Starbucks and I am now a GOLD CARD MEMBER! Yessssss!

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My excitement level is embarrassingly high.

We headed home and turned on the Daytona 500 to find we’d only missed 7 laps! Woo! As I mentioned recently (25 Facts About Me), I am a huge NASCAR fan. It’s the only sport my hubby & I watch regularly. The race was sooo good (except the final lap- stupid caution)!

Race Day SNACKS!
Race Day SNACKS!

The race ended just in time for K to head to his church meeting. I put the cuddly pups away and drove to my grandparent’s house for Sunday Supper. (It’s a weekly thing.) When dinner was finished I scrolled through Facebook and saw friends of ours lost their dog. My mom and I decided we’d drive out to their property and make a few passes calling for the pup. We didn’t have any luck, but we’re all still holding out she finds her way home.**

K and I arrived home at the same time so he went downstairs to his office to do some work because I flipped on the Oscars. (I’ll catch up with Downton Abbey tonight!) I love, love, love that Wes Anderson’s The Grand Budapest Hotel won so many awards! He’s one of my favorite directors!!

I was tweeting about the Oscars and about Downton Abbey. PetSmart favorite-d AND replied to my #PetParents tweet and DA re-posted my tweet! That’s never happened! I was/am pretty excited!!


We ended the day by going to bed at the same time and drifting off to the end of the award show. It was a simple day, but it was a happy day!

What’s your favorite day of the week? Do you like lazy days or do you prefer the busier ones?


**The lost dog has been found & is now safe and warm at home!

Grateful Heart w/ Ember Grey

When the Cat’s Away…

…the wife will play! Every once in a while K goes on a business trip. I think this is total b.s. because he hates traveling and I love it, but our jobs demand the opposite from us. Grrr. Anyway, he’s been on the road lately (but he’s home now, all you thieves and robbers), and I’ve noticed that my habits change when he’s gone. I kind of revert back to a college student… which is a pathetic version of myself. Haha.


Things I do when K is away:

– I watch horrible, fake, cheesy reality TV. The Bachelor, Amish Mafia, Dance Moms… seriously, my taste in entertainment goes down the toilet when my hubby isn’t around to police me.

– I sleep with a kitchen knife under my pillow. If I can find a normal pocket knife I’ll use that, but usually I’ve got the pink kitchen knife (with the matching blade guard) under my pillow. Here’s the warning: If I believe I’m in danger (or, more importantly, my dogs are in danger), I will shoot/stab/bite you.

– I eat like a starving college kid. Usually I treat myself to some ramen noddles or hamburger helper or McDonalds. I know, I know: I’m awesome at being an independent adult.

– I call my parents a lot. I am introvert through and through, but I can only handle so much alone time. I live in the same town as my ‘rents so if I get super desperate for human interaction I can go eat dinner/hang out with them.

– I spoil the dogs. They miss their dad when he’s away so we usually take an extra walk or hit up a park when Dad’s gone. They also get an abundance of carrots, peanut butter, popcorn, and hamburger meat… Hehe.

– I abandon all good intentions. Last time K left town I was going to paint the spare bedroom (because we finally agreed on a color), organize his desk/filing cabinets, cook some casseroles to freeze, and thoroughly clean my office. Guess what things got done… Nothing. But I did bank 6 episodes of Dance Moms.

– I revert back to my 8 year-old paranoid self. I jump from the “safe zone” into bed. I refuse to go to the basement without some type of light. (And I HATE going into the unfinished utility room or attic. Last year I convinced myself that someone lived in the attic.) And if the dogs start barking? I go into red door alert mode. The paranoia is real, man.

– I go shopping. I do this when K is home, too, but I usually treat myself to a trip to the “bigger cities” around us and spend some unnecessary dough at Starbucks and Target.

– Daily chores get done. I stink at completing big tasks, but I do actually vacuum, wash dishes, and start/finish laundry. I even make the bed each morning. I hate doing this while he’s home because… I don’t know. I’m just more productive when it’s me and the dogs.


We will be spending Valentine’s Day apart and I told him that I was going to take myself to see 50 Shades of Grey. This is a total joke because I didn’t read the book and I have no interest in spending +$10 on a porno, but I’m curious. If only it was on Netflix… Maybe it will be by K’s next business trip.

What do you do when you’re spending time on your own? We all have bad/lazy habits!