The sweetest dreams

It's going to be one of those kind of weeks.  But I'm not going to let 3 midterms, a group paper/presentation, and an assignment stand in the way of 28 Days of Blogging. 

I've had some plans up my sleeve to take the hubs to a few new (to us) places recently in honor of Valentine's Day.  He was a big fan of Murray Avenue Grill, but any good dinner could be overshadowed by the amazing post-dinner deliciousness across the street.

We've officially had our first do it yourself FroYo experience, and it-was-amazing.  Nevermind the fact that I had to dig in on the walk back to the car, even though it was so cold outside that I couldn't even feel my fingers.  Unfortunately, that also means it was long gone before my fingers warmed up enough to function a camera.  Suffice to say, it was amazing.  And the Post-Gazette took a lovely picture for me.

Now I'm just itching to find out when they are opening their new location.  Hopefully, very very very soon because it will only be a short block from my building on campus.  FroYo for lunch everyday?  Yes please.  It's healthy as long as I put fruit on top, right?

And with 12 flavors to choose from, and toppings I couldn't pronounce... I should probably go back daily for the rest of my life in order to sufficiently taste test every possible flavor combination.

Yesterday: Irish Mint yogurt, New York Cheesecake Yogurt, and Raspberry Yogurt topped with graham cracker crumbs, coconut, yogurt chips, white chocolate chips, strawberries, bite size cheesecake pieces, caramel syrup, and whipped cream.

... off to bed to dream sweet dreams of froyo and berries and caramel with a cherry on top.

Circa 2004.

The hubs and I celebrated Valentine's Day a little early with date-day today.  We are going to celebrate the real day by having the hubs go buy a new car while I sit home alone and study for the pharmacology and neuromuscular midterms I have Tuesday.  We clearly have some super romantic plans up our sleeves.

And on that note, I've been putting off my studying for way too long.  So I'll keep it short.

First Valentine's Day with the hubs circa 2004.  Aw, look at the young lovebirds.

Friday Favorites

TGIF, it's time for (lazy) favorites!

1. Favorite Part of My House: I'm kind of in love with my closet.  Confession though, that's when we moved in, and it's holding at least twice as much stuff  now... oops.

2. Favorite Place to Eat: Who needs fancy restaurants, menus, and checks to pay.  I'll take a feast at my Mam's house over that anytime!

ETA: That's the table after all 60+ of us got our food.  You'll never get skinny in that house.

3. Favorite Appliance: What's that?  You don't believe in choosing favorites when it comes to appliances?  Have you met my Kitchenaid?

I feel like I just met Justin Beiber

I decided on, purchased, and then gifted the hubs's Valentine's Day gift in the matter of about an hour last night.

I was at work, chatting with a customer when she said there was a long line downstairs, a bunch of people waiting to see some guy name Letestusomethingorother.  She had no idea who he actually was, but she thought he was pretty good looking.

I did know who he was, and I think she was right on the last part.  He can totally come be my second husband.  I'm sure his wife would understand, and it looks like he might even have all of his teeth!

It was Mark Letestu from the Pittsburgh Penguins, and he was there for an autographing signing.  I decided to go take a peek when I got off work at 8.  The line at that time was roughly one person long, so I decided to check things out. (Yes this post is still about the hubs's Vday present; I'm getting there).

You had to pay to have him sign anything, but I assumed the money was going to charity so I didn't really mind.  After some googling it seems the money may actually just go to the store at the mall that was sponsoring it... which is disappointing.  I may not have partaken if I knew that were the case.  But I went and bought a hat and a tshirt and paid for my two signatures.

I left with my hubs's Valentine's gift in the form of a signed hat, and a birthday gift to stash away for 5 months for my little brother in the form of a signed tshirt.  My 14 year old brother likes to be difficult and pretend he's a Washington fan instead, but he'll wise up some day.

I got a picture of him signing the shirt so I could throw it in with my brother's gift.

I tried to get a pic of him signing the hat as well, but I was a little late.  Instead I got a picture of his hands and him staring at me and probably wondering why this creeper was taking pictures of his hands.  So I told him thanks and good luck and ran for the hills headed home.

I was excited like a 13 year old girl that just met Justin Bieber, and I couldn't not tell the hubs about it last night.  So I spilled the beans and gave him his gift early.

He really liked it and said it was cool... at first.  And then he asked what he was supposed to do with it.  Awesome, and happy early Valentine's Day.

Hi Mom

My last customer of the night before I left work today was a young teen girl, about 13.  I helped her pick out an outfit for her to wear to her mom's funeral.  And then I cried on the drive home from work, and again now while I type it.  I'm very thankful for my own mom tonight.  Love you (and dad too).