Lusty love, foiled by hidden spinach

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Peeps, this picture does not do this justice, but I love this tasty dish. T and I are chowing! Now, I was foiled by the fact that the bulk of the thyme pesto recipe is baby spinach. Hells, bells, I did not remember that, so that recipe is off the list for tonight. Rather, we're roasting 1/3" rounds of new potatoes from the farmers market and will then pan saute them the rest of the way with garlic and thyme a la Alice Waters.

At that market today, I saw a woman, at least 15 years older than am I, with pigtails at the 2:00 and 10:00 of her head. Bangs were the sidekick, there may have been bows or colored rubber bands; that I can't recall but regardless, I want to say that honey, I respect your youthful feelings but this hairdo is a DON'T. It dates and sillifies you, and I wish I knew you well enough to intervene. Alas.

Jack was a cowboy until we put him to bed. He ate dinner "on the range", we made mess kits, etc. I tell you, when he's passionate, he gives it 200%. Meanwhile, Oliver spent the evening jumping around with his arms flapping like a bird saying "I'm so happy, I'm so happy." Do you want to die? Darling.

Have I mentioned that the gym-going is making me happy?

Meatball party

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Friends, I scored better than I expected on some components of my fitness exam and, as I suspected, have really lost some ground cardiologically. Being that I love stats and challenges, this info will serve as a helpful motivating factor to do more in that realm. In the meantime, I am going to chill or choose some wine in anticipation of dinner tonight and commence with the giant meatball party that occurs when I make this recipe as it calls for 6 28oz cans of tomatoes, 4 onions and 4.5 pounds of meat amongst other items. We had a big morning so the kids are now ensconced in the basement watching Mighty Machines.

Does anyone's significant other ever stay up late multiple nights in a row and then act zombie-like the following days? I issued a warning to my guy today that I did not feel this was real acceptable in the sense that we have extremely energetic young'uns and guess what doesn't help Mom? Zombies. Do I ever want to stay up really late when I'm immersed in something? Yes. Do I? Almost never because I know what's coming. Grr.