I had the most amazingly productive morning the other day.
I got up and prepped some short ribs for braising, then headed to the gym with Ashley. We knocked out the first workout of The New Rules of Lifting for Women and a little Ab Ripper X. I came home, showered, curled my hair, did my make up, braised the short ribs, and threw them in the crock pot. I topped things off by doing the dishes and making the bed.
I know. I’m lobbying hard for this Fall-thing to happen. Pumpkin cookies yesterday. Sweet potatoes today. I’m really hoping my efforts aren’t like a Gretchen Wieners-esque attempt to make “fetch” happen. I just want cooler temperatures, y’all.
I also really want to sound coherent today. I’ve got this cold – sore throat, coughing, sneezing, headache… the whole nine yards. I’m practically mainlining Excedrine, cough syrup and Emergen-C. Needless to say, I’m totally rocking the medicine head thing. Oh, what fun.
It started with an FSU victory & a pint of Guinness…
Over the weekend, the cooler temperatures definitely had me convinced fall had arrived. I was able to do a long run at 10 am & not die of heat stroke, so I immediately started craving stew, pot roast, chili & all sorts of cooler weather comfort foods. I couldn’t decide what exactly I wanted to make until I saw some recipe cards from the Guinness Storehouse laying on my bedroom floor. In an instant, I knew I wanted to attempt the Storehouse’s Beef Stew with Mash:
I believe in giving credit where credit is due. And boy, is credit due on these suckers.
I’m a huge fan of Jessica at How Sweet It Is. She’s an evil genius always cooking & baking up sinful concoctions & that’s why I love her (& why my skinny jeans hate her).
A week or so ago, she posted Buffalo Chicken Enchiladas. Thats right: Buffalo Chicken + Mexican Food = Heaven. It’s an equation that’s been proven correct time & time again (I’ve often been known to make Buffalo Chicken Tacos).
Brandon’s been on a V for Vendetta kick lately. It came on FX, he DVR’d it & we’ve since watched it about a half-dozen times. I mean, what’s not to love about a Guy Fawkes mask?
Anyone else have a rack full of DVDs that you never watch, but as soon as one of those movies is on TV you watch it the 3 times it’s played that weekend? No? Just us? Figures.