It’s definitely spring when your desk gets relocated outside.
I had a half day of work and I bounded out of the office at 2pm to have lunch with the Boyfriend. The 84 degree temperature called my name and inspired the meal:
Grilled (on a George Foreman, yes) turkey hot dog from Applegate Farms on a piece of toast with spicy cheese! Paired with an orange. And a handful of The Boyfriend’s fries that went unpictured.
The Boyfriend threw some frozen French fries into the oven for lunch and I said didn’t want any because fries aren’t all that healthy. But I am of the mindset that sampling a few fries off of someone’s plate deletes any offending calories. For those of you who watch Scrubs, you may remember the episode where Carla snags fries off Turk’s plate after originally claiming she didn’t want any. “Baby, you know I can’t have fries,” she claims. Carla, I understand. It’s a good thing The Boyfriend understands, too.
I thoroughly enjoyed my sunny mid-day lunch break with The Boyf. Sid wanted in on it, too. Mr. Kitty is not allowed outside but he has serious spring fever and is constantly looking for a means to escape.
“Set me free!”
Luckily his escape through the bathroom window was deterred by my quick-thinking boyfriend.
After lunch The Boyfriend and I hit up the park for an adventure with the pup. While Jack romped at the dog park, I went for a quick jog around the park, which is quite small, so I didn’t cover much distance. It felt nice to run for the first time in a looooong time and I think I’m gonna get my butt up early for a morning run before work tomorrow.
Jack and I are recovering from the heat of the park with a little Charlie Rose. Martha Stewart is on, after all. I think she may be unexpected my role model. She’s unashamed of her success and wealth, which draws criticism from some and admiration from others. But the truth is the woman built an empire for herself and she has every right to be proud of the fact that she’s a household name. She went to jail and bounced back, for heaven’s sake. Lady Stewart’s all right in my book. And if she wants to have me on her show, I’m down with that.
I’m off to rehydrate. I forgot how thirsty warm weather makes me!
