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Adventure Begins in the Kitchen

Family QT

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After work today, I headed north in Dallas rush hour traffic (which is horrendous) to spend some QT with my family. When I lived in Dallas I spent about one weekend a month with the munchkins. Now that I’m in Austin, I know I won’t be able to see them that often, but at least the option is there.

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Shortly after I arrived, we squeezed in the back of the van, watched a little Surf’s Up, and headed to a local pizza joint. I wonder when I’ll be too old to cram in between two car seats?

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We did our best to tackle the oversized meals and headed home to play games. I whooped everyone’s butt at Trouble and we sent the kids to bed. Fingers crossed they let me sleep in tomorrow!

Baby New Girl

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I’m back in Dallas!  And being back in Dallas means catching up on all the things I’ve missed since my last visit.  Like…  Miss Juliette, the little bundle of happiness pictured above in Missoni for Target.  I rushed over to Ginnean’s house as soon as my meeting was over to catch up and meet the little missy in person.

I wish I had more pictures of the nursery, because it was so darn cute!  In addition to being filled with one-of-a-kind crafts made by both mom and dad, there were also strategically placed fancy shoes as decoration.  Sparkly Tom’s, ballet flats, rain boots – I dug it.

And while we were busy making smiles and raspberries, Ginnean’s husband was slaving away in the kitchen making us Thai goodness.

This dish had more types of veggies than any dish I’ve ever had.  I was mighty impressed!  So impressed that I became a member of the Clean Plate Club, twice.lif

No More Tiff’s, In Pictures

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Breakfast:  Wallaby Greek Yogurt with Honey

Lunch:  Earthbound Farm Cranberry Wheat Protein Boost PowerMeal

Snack:  Tiff’s Treats (this picture times 2.5…)

Yoga at Black Swan

Dinner:  Sushi Zushi!

 So…  Regular Tiff’s Treats deliveries at the office are ruining my healthy little weekday world.  I can’t say no.  I break off halves of cookies only to return to the kitchen minutes later to take the other half back to my desk.  I con co-workers into splitting halves so the orphaned half isn’t calling my name.  I end up eating… five halves of cookies.  Five!  Thankfully the rest of my meals today were freshtastic and Zoe’s practice tonight at Black Swan was as power as power yoga gets.  But seriously, no more Tiff’s Treats please.