What a night!  What a night and morning!  It’s been a day, we’ll leave it at that.

I don’t know if it was eating too much rich food or doing my mini workout too close to bed, but within 10minutes of laying down last night I was getting back up to puke.  The husband still feels ok, so fingers crossed that it was just me having stomach issues rather than the end of our Cheesecake Factory days.

I felt fine when I got up today, and immediately set to work being crafty.  I baked up a loaf of Beer Bread (recipe here) as well as a batch of Blackberry Topping (recipe from this book).  I can’t wait to utilize both of these goods in all sorts of yummy ways 🙂

Then I got to work being a bad-ass and battling evil.  Seriously.  I engaged in 15minutes of combat with a spider that just would not die!  I smashed it with a mushed up paper towel at least six times and this sucker just would not let go!  Oh, and did I mention he was a jumping spider?!?!  It was insane.  After five sessions of smashing only to see him scamper annoyingly out from under the paper towel I finally thought I won.  So I carried him carefully and quickly into the trash can.  NOPE!  When I saw him start to hightail his way out of the trash can too I seriously screamed so loud that the neighbors must assume there is some sort of domestic issue (the fact that I was repeatedly screaming “f**k you, you little bastard, get the f**k out of my house” probably didn’t help much either).  I lunged for the can of Raid and 30 continuous seconds later – 30seconds I’m sure I’ll be regretting if I’m ever diagnosed with lung cancer – I was victorious.  UGH.  Sidenote: whenever I’m annoyed with something I say “ugh, ugh, ugh,” a habit which is apparently starting to be something that annoys the husband.

So that’s my epic saga of bravery and screaming like a little girl with a potty mouth.  I plan to keep strong and carry on though.  I’ve got more crafting and bad-assing in my plans, like time spent working on my magazine binders and a trip to the gym for a run.  Where’s the food in this food blog post, you ask?  I’ll eat when I stop gagging.

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P.S. I’m not sure how much butt kicking I managed to squeeze in, considering that I was asleep at 7pm!!!  I awoke at 10 and stayed up for a few more hours but it felt strange nonetheless.  Most of today has been spent schlepping the husband back and forth (we are officially a 2-car-family now (ugh) and getting the “new” car registered has been a pain.