Friday Night Flights

We have been Whole Foods junkies lately. Right before the holidays, Warren and I were busy getting ready for our Christmas party, had both worked late, etc. I picked Roman up and decided to get takeout. However, I have giant child that refuses to be held and is a pretty big turd about holding hands when he walks on his own.
Oh and by the way we don't eat fast food. Ever. (Exceptions: Qdoba and Panera, if you consider that fast food.)

I really wanted Qdoba, but I knew little man couldn't (wouldn't) stand in line with me. Aha! Whole Foods! The hot bar! I pulled in, restrained put Roman in a cart, and when I got inside it was even better.
I discovered "Family Night". You get an adult meal for $5.99 and with one adult purchase, a kids meal is free! So this is our new staple. We've had Mexican, Stir Fry, and Pasta so far. It's fab!

After discovering our newfound love, we decided to try Friday Night Flights. $5 for 5 beer and app pairings.

It was a very fun family date night! Going back next week with Team Lant.

Why Running With My Bestie is Awesome

As part of my aforementioned campaign to "tighten", I went running this week with my best friend. If I have never mentioned this on the blog before, Ashley and I have been BFF since the first day of sixth grade. That makes 17 years, if you're counting. At this point in our relationship, we laugh as much as ever, are much crabbier, and are wholly unconditional. We are each other's family.
Which makes us sound orphanish.
Which we're not; we both have lovely families.
Anyways!
I'm just trying to say we're still and always best of friends. Oh and we live on the same street. We are living the bestie dream.

Now, back to running. I used to run. I used to LIKE to run. I ran the mini marathon.
Then I became a pregnant blob.
JK, seriously, I really hurt my knees running in the mini. I quit running for a long time after that, but still exercised. THEN I got pregnant and turned into a blob!
After Roman was born and still now two years later, I am a busybody, thank goodness, but I suck at exercising.

Ashley is training for the marathon. No I did not leave out "mini" on accident. The MARATHON. So she's all like, "Do you want to go running with me?"

So I did.

And here is why Running With My Bestie is Awesome:
1. She has so much faith in me. She was all like, "You'll be fine. You've always been a good runner. You were always better than me." and "I told Jeremiah [her hubster] that you would probably just come sprinting out of the gate." I didn't. But she thought I might've which makes all the difference.
2. She had been well practiced in 17 years in knowing I pay little attention to my surroundings. She gives me lots of instructions like "Car!", "A car is coming!",  "Get over! Car!", "Don't get hit by that car!", and  "CAR!!!" Who knows how many times she has saved my life.
And if you're are wondering, yes, she puts her hand in front of me like a mom with a kid in the front seat.
3. She doesn't care if I don't (can't) talk back.

Happy Belated New Year!

Ok so 12 days in to 2013, I am going to make an attempt to return to the blogging world. I have lots to say and share and I figure I should get with the program. I know at least my dad will be happy, as I think he is the only person who reads this anyways.

Of course I am obliged in my New Years post to discuss my resolutions for the year ahead. Just like everyone else in the country I want to get fit. The only significance this has for me is that I ALWAYS want to lose weight and I am finally beyond that. I currently weigh about seven pounds less than when I got pregnant. If I lost weight, that would be fab, but its not my goal anymore. I need to, as said in Knocked Up, "tighten up". To start this, I am starting small by trying to run 1x per week and do yoga 1x per week. Baby steps.
My next goal for the year is to pass my National Boards. It sucks and is taking over my life, but the money will be worth it.
I also want to take more trips. Like little ones.
And finally the big ugly monster of being more responsible financially. Student loans and childcare definitely throw a wrench into this, but my Target problem doesn't help. "Oh! It's in the dollar bin. I'll take thirty."

Last but not least, a little family update since I quit my blog for-ev-er ago:
DH started of the year with a big disappointment when last week he found out he did not get a new better job (still at Baptist East) that he was up for. Wee are still mourning that one.
Little Man is approaching two, attending Friends School with the most precious preschool teacher ever, Martha, and in general just being wild and crazy and adorbs.
The grandparents are all about the same. My MIL painted the governor this past year and I went to the unveiling and chatted it up with ol' Steve.
My grandmother passed away in August and my nana, who practically raised me, had a bad fall Thanksgiving weekend, spent about a month in the hospital, and is now in a rehab facility.

P.S. Whoops! Didn't mean to end on such a sad note!