Memorial Day Staycation (Weekend update)
Happy Tuesday as some of us return to the working week ... I wish I could recount hundreds of long-weekend adventures for you, but alas it was a pretty low-key holiday for me. And as Stuart Smalley would say, 'and that's ... ok.'
I started the weekend off, however, trying out a new recipe from Bakerella, the Queen of Cupcakes and all things yummy. I was a little timid after painstakingly creating a braciole from the Good Eats Web site a couple of weeks ago that was more like a salt lick than an Italian delicacy, so I decided to give one of the more simple-looking recipes a try -- peanut butter balls.
Success, and my hat off to Bakerella. She's a culinary genius for World 2.0. The secret is in the Nutter Butters ...
and the dipping is relatively easy. Mine aren't as symmetrical as Bakerella's but still tasty.
On Saturday, the highlight of the day had to have been a random, huge flea market we happened upon. Apparently Steve McQueen was there before us:
And in the evening, it was off to dinner at one of my favorite places, Cal's, and then to join the rest of humanity in seeing the new Indiana Jones flick. For what it's worth, I'm glad we went, and it was good for what it's intended to be; a transition piece introducing Shia LeBoeuf as the next generation Indy (aka Mutt). Still, it's no Temple of Doom, but I don't think anyone expected it to be.
It was around the credits that my second major allergy attack of the season set in, thus setting the tone for the rest of the weekend - sniffly, ears plugged, throat scratchy, ARGH! I muscled through with some craft projects (started repainting the front porch planters, more on that later) and a CSI marathon on Spike TV. Which apparently is the 'man channel.' Whatever.
I also pulled out one of my older yoga DVDs, since I wasn't going to make it to the gym. It's actually a DVD with a companion book:
...and not a bad 30-minute cycle at all. It's pretty low-budget - just Yolanda and an Oriental rug, really - but it's low-stress enough that I went through the cycle twice.
Now, it's back to the grind ... thankful for the short week, though. Meatier posts to come soon, including a 40 under 40 recap and a review of Marie Antoinette: The Journey, which my faithful readers know took me about four and a half years to finish (maybe more like eight months. But still. Eight months? Stop falling asleep with the book on your face, Grandma.)
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