After a brief respite last week, I am in "let's get through the rest of the semester" mode. I made significant progress on my research paper and plan to place it in my professor's hand tomorrow. I couldn't be happier. It is definitely an example of me being my own worst enemy. Procrastination, my friend, is an ugly habit.
Some amazing food found its way into our lives. The first was a lovely cafe and bakery called Buckies Biscotti that I stumbled upon on my way home Thursday. I am so glad I had the wherewithal to turn around and go back there for breakfast. I spent a good hour effortlessly reading and writing because the atmosphere perfectly suited my mood.
I ordered the lox and pesto breakfast sandwich...delish! They put the whole thing in a panini press so the bagel was thin and crisp and the flavors were perfectly melded together. Case after case contained beautiful baked goods (I snagged a couple Almond Joy cookies to take home), one devoted solely to biscotti. Some of the flavor combinations blew my mind. I really wish there were places like this closer to home. If you are ever on The Cape, give them a shout.
As luck would have it, my husband's favorite cupcake shop opened a store at the mall I stopped at on the way home. His favorite is the Baba Booey with chocolate and peanut butter. I picked up a few to bring home to the boys and we had a little tasting after dinner. Needless to say, I am reeling in my eating habits now that life is back to normal. I ate with abandon last week. Unfortunately, I am not blessed with the metabolism to do so regularly. But boy was it fun while it lasted.
Mario had a very early flight to catch on Saturday morning, so he opted to spend the night by the airport. As luck would have it, Kiddo didn't have school on Friday. We made it into a day trip, and headed over to catch the afternoon showing of Oz the Great and Powerful.
The storyline was rather lackluster, for me, but the special effects staved off boredom. It really is a beautiful movie, and any time spent with the boys is a good time. Kiddo loved it. Afterward, we went across the street so Jared could play some laser tag. Boy does that kid love laser tag. It is a big two-story facility that allows for lots of boy time. He came out smiley ("I had the highest score, Mom!") and very sweaty.
We made a reservation at an amazing new Japanese restaurant by Mario's hotel. We had an hour, so I ran to the mall across the street (Gap Friends and Family sale!) and the boys went next door to Barnes & Noble. The sushi was great, and it was the perfect end to the day. I actually thought I may have burned myself out on sushi the other day, but that feeling is long gone. I obviously can't get enough.
Lots of hugs and kisses took place in the parking lot before Mario headed to the hotel and Kiddo and I made the trek home. He arrives back home this Friday...then we get two whole weeks with him before his next trip. The first quarter has been a long one, and we are more than ready to reacquaint ourselves with normal family life.
Jared had a free day of skiing as a part of his lessons, which he finished up last week, so we headed to the ski hill on Saturday. I holed up in the restaurant/bar (the only real place to sit and work) and plugged away at my paper while Jared did his thing. It's a small mountain, and I could see the lift and bottom of the slopes from my perch. Kiddo's daredevil ways nearly gave me a heart attack a couple times! Holy moly is that kid fearless. He would point his skis forward and fly down the steepest hills like speed demon. We had a little talk about controlling his speed, and he went on his merry way.
We were thinking this last weekend could possibly be his last for the season, as the snow is slowly fading, but Mother Nature likes to keep us on our toes. Clearly.
I wouldn't complain about a snow day, surely, as long as Kiddo and I both have one. It always causes a bit of a pickle when Mario is out of town and Jared's school calls a snow day but the college does not. Fingers crossed!