Something Old, Something NewPosted: August 16, 2010
Nothing borrowed, nothing blue…Don’t worry, those aren’t wedding bells you’re hearing, darlings 😉
I’m back to my old town, my old bed (you never realize how much you love your own mattress until you’re away from it!!), and my old 3-meal-a-day routine (I grazed more than a gazelle these past few weeks!) As wonderful as the time with the family was, I was ready to come back home! I still have one week of vacation time, but I’m quite happy to be spending it at my own place!
On to the fun, new things, like the new man in my lovely life 🙂 We’ve been in the awkward “talking” stage for a bit, but we had the most marvelous dinner/football game date Friday night, and I’m on my way to meet him for a quick lunch this afternoon. This fella is very promising, my friends 🙂
What else is new in LAC-land?
A new (to me!) breakfast of raspberry soft serve topped with Kashi GoLean Honey Almond Flax and a few crumbled squares of Green & Black’s Dark Organic Chocolate (my ah-mah-zing grandmother sent me home with an entire CASE of miniature bars! Shall we take bets on how long the box lasts?)
A new playground farmer’s market I stumbled upon en route to my much-missed townhouse:
The stand itself doesn’t look like much, but I walked out with a $9 tab for a head of kale, a pound of green beans, a pint of blueberries and a box of strawberries, 8 plum tomatoes, an avocado, a half dozen sweet potatoes, 4 bananas, 3 zucchini, 3 yellow squash, and a pluot…pretty much everything but the partridge and the pear tree! Tell me that wasn’t a worthwhile stop.
And a new reason to go home. Yeah, yeah, the family and friends are great and all…but let me level for a second – I have a serious new source of motivation to visit more often: the most AMAZING new Greek cafe with the most AMAZING falafel pitas.
I had no qualms about requesting a return trip the following day for a second identical lunch. I haven’t had a genuinely good falafel in so long that it was the only logical thing for this girl to do.
And now the only logical thing for this girl to do is lace up my favorite J.Crack espadrilles, dab on some Coco Mademoiselle, and meet a certain ex-football player at Moe’s. I promise to try not to embarrass myself by packing down their Art Vandalay in two minutes flat!