Today was a true Tuesday: productive yet not overly thrilling; busy yet not overly productive; good yet not overly memorable. As simple and simultaneously as vague as all that. I worked out hard right after dropping the boys at school, and then limped home, an oxymoronic invigorated wet noodle, to make a rejuvenative smoothie. Banana, spinach, coconut, dates and almond milk. Delicious, pretty and easy. I made and slurped it just in time to return a few emails and head out to visit one of my favorite friends who I've not seen in too many moons.
We enjoyed a couple hours of catching up before I realized the time and scurried home for lunch and to pack up for the afternoon: pick-up; orthodontist; market; bank; etc. Jack's expander needs even more expanding! Homework can really be onerous! Not! The cat can eat through any zipper! Sadly true. Jack asked if he could "burn his nuts" which terrified and baffled me until my doubletaking head spied his handful of acorns.
Daylight Savings is still effing with us all, so I put the boys to bed early (actually, kudos to T; he got home early enough to put them to bed for me; I was fried because during bathtime we'd had a ludicrous conversation about balls. Yep, the gender-related ones.) So, whilst princely husband dealt with the loons, I put together some dinner: grits cooked in whey; shrimp marinated in orange and lime juices, garlic and ginger, crushed red pepper and a dash of tamari, and then seared with sherry and butter; spinach Roman style (minus the pignoli). It was delicious, and the cream was Real Time afterwards.
Buona notte tutti!