That's what weekend s are made of.

I got a chance to go to the sold out John Mayer show Friday. And I was happy to take my little ass down to Lakewood and check it out.

It wasn't the best JM show I've been to, but I know he is still recovering from his throat stuff so I'll give him a pass. The highlight for me was definitely Slow Dancing In a Burning Room. I'd post a video, but I'm on my phone, and I'm not quite sure how to to insert one from here. The weather was perfection. The music was sustaining. Life was lived. Happiest happies.

Saturday night was make-up fireworks night. The Fourth of July came to September, and it didn't disappoint. I wish the fireworks would rain out every year from here on out. An early fall night is much more conducive to outdoor enjoyments in Georgia.

Today B and I had lunch and split a caramel milkshake. Then I made it through Sunday afternoon grocery shopping with out murdering someone, coupons and all.

Now it's all cheese and crackers for dinner and DVR clean-up. Maybe do some wedding stuff if I get the itch.

Life is good when you let it be.

Brunch & Munch

Sunday mornings are great. Brunch is great. Having someone else make the brunch is more than great. But when you make it yourself, you can get a little extended couple time in while cooking. Not to mention a typical brunch out is gonna run us $20-$30 while we spent less than $5. If I'd planned ahead, we could've had bottomless mimosas and still saved a boatload. The only thing missing is a patio table so we could've eaten outside and really took advantage of this amazeballs weather.

Still, we did get to crank my new copy of Physical Graffiti while we cooked. Probably not gonna get much Zeppelin at the local brunch buffet.

I made pan fried potatoes. These are my nightmare. I've never quite mastered getting them good and done on inside without being too crunchy on the outside. Any tips?? I'd love some input.

 

Otherwise we kept it simple with English muffins and cheese eggs. B did the eggs, and while I can admit having him in the kitchen stresses me a little it's worth it in the end.  

 

Eventually we'll get our grove down. Adjusting to living together is a little rough when you've been living on your own for so long. Somehow I think we'll survive. Next brunch I wanna go a little fancier. I've got a small iron skillet so it'd be fun to re-create some of the skillet plates that seem to be so popular at brunch places. Wish me luck.

 

Socks and Pinterest and Muppets.

Things are going great with the gym. I have committed for my health to go a minimum of 5 days a week. And have decided to count calories, but live on a 80% healthy 20% treat yoself plan. I think this gives me the best chance of success.

The first time I went to the gym at night I saw several couples. I think it's great. B and I go to the gym together sometimes, but I definitely get a better work out in solo. Still I think it's a nice thing to do with your man, good couple time, investing in your health together, etc. Saw two couples who were unintentionally(???) wearing matching outfits. Bleck. Can't take it. Stop.

B bought me some new work out socks today. They're Puma so you know they're stupid legit. His little treats make my day. Of course I paid back the favor of new socks by coming home and taking a 2 hour nap. Oopsie.

I've tried the elliptical two times now. Still don't quite feel like the gazelle girl with her perfectly high, bump free pony tail bouncing in the breeze. But I feel less like a hung over muppet flailing in a windstorm so I guess it's the little victories.

In wedding news, we kinda, sorta settled on a groomsmen look. The shopping part is gonna be way more fun than the planning/thinking/budgeting part. I have a Pinterest wedding board. I've been surprised with liking it, mostly because I really hate Pinterest. So, so, much.

I'm gonna get going so that I can fight the battle between Hannibal on DVR and putting on a sports bra. Spoiler alert: I'm already two minutes into Hannibal. Happy Friday, y'all.