Pink Floyd anyone?
Yes, we're home, Paul's home, it's snowing out, and the dogs are happy as heck we're here.
Today was a good day with my girls. Margaret came over with her little Wulf, and went to Target with me, and Evelyn, Suzanne, Sonja, and Camille. (Emily is in Ottawa with Jonathan and Charlotte Claire, they were going to skate on the Rideau canal but maybe were going to tour the capital instead).
So we Target-ed, found a few important things, then went to the craft store so Suzanne could get some yarn.
Then to Aldi, because we were running out of some essentials, and because we decided we needed Mexican food for dinner...I was having withdrawl, ha. So we came home and made taco meat (beef), chicken cut in strips in fried up in olive oil and seasonings with a bit of lime, jasmine rice, chopped tomatoes, homemade pico, cliantro, chopped peppers, avocado, and other toppings. Dessert: grapes, strawberries, blueberries. Mmmm.
Here's the thing, I really enjoyed my vacation. I had some drinks that were too sugary (White Russian, mmm. Frozen Marguerita, Mojito). I ate the cake, I ate the churros. (oh my goodness, churros? too good!). So I dreaded the scale, dreaded it. Three pounds. I felt like I gained like 20, seriously. But three, I can do that. I can get that back off. I would rather have lost three pounds, but oh it was fun to just enjoy all the things.
Tomorrow we're going to Connecticut for the day, and on Friday, Florida! I need to unpack so I can repack.
And shh, this morning I swept and mopped and cleaned up...I wanted to sit at the table and wait for my coffee, ha.