It is no secret that I hate winter. I have actually broken up with Mother Nature and will not consider getting back together with her until she decides to stop ruining my life. By my life I mean running. I had an 18-miler on the schedule for Saturday morning, and what does she do? Dump more snow over the land, that’s what.
What did I do? I woke up, looked outside, and decided to give myself an attitude adjustment. Instead of dwelling on how awful my run was going to be, how long it was going to take, and how many times I might take myself out on the ice, I decided to be at peace with the situation. I loaded up my audiobook, laced up my trusty trail shoes, and hit the roads for what I already knew would be a very long time. And slow going it was. Almost no one had bothered to shovel their sidewalks, and much of the way there was a layer of ice just underneath the fresh snow. I pressed on slowly, and did not allow myself to get frustrated. The good news was my legs never really got tired because I was running at a much slower pace than usual. 18.66 miles and nearly three hours later, I was home.
Yesterday afternoon we attended my little cousin Nora’s 5th birthday party. Of course I made some treats for the occasion.
The first were called Secret Promises Cookies. They were peanut butter cookies with Dove dark chocolate promises baked into the middle. And yes, they are just as amazing as you might imagine.
The second treat was called Sweet, Salty, Frito Candy, but I like to refer to it as white trash toffee. I came across the recipe at the last minute, and I instantly knew it would be a hit. I mean come on, it has fritos and chocolate. And Reese’s pb cups and pretzels. How could this not be good? I am not kidding when I tell you that the plate of these was attacked in a serious manner. Everyone was raving about it and asking what was in it. So if you want to be a hit at your next party, I suggest you make these. They’re super easy too!
There was a delicious dinner which eluded photographs on account of I was busy stuffing it into my face. The birthday girl blew out her candles and it was time for ice cream cake.
Isn’t the princess cake adorable?
Yay! Ice cream!
Sorry about the creepy weird smile I have here. I was getting irritated because I couldn’t take a picture of myself and get the cake in the shot. It took a few tries, and I just wanted to eat it already!
At some point a butt load of deer came into the yard for a snack. There were a lot more than this, and they were fighting with each other over the food. At one point two of them were actually standing up on hind legs swatting at each other. Deer are scary.
By the time we got home last night I was so exhausted I fell asleep approximately four minutes into an episode of The Office. This morning I woke up only to have to try to motivate myself to get out and run all over again. I made it 10 miles with a not quite as positive attitude, but at least I got it done.
Tonight is homemade pizza night. It shall be the perfect ending to a pretty darn good weekend.