Valentine’s Day Eve

It’s 9:45pm.  I can tell I had a little bit of coffee around 4pm.

Oatmeal is relaxing next to me on the couch.  As usual he is flipping channels between about 3 different movies.  Any minute now he’ll start snoring, especially since he just kicked back a glass of wine.  It’s probably his first drink in a month.

Light weight.

Said the pregnant woman.

Last weekend I had a really, really fun Saturday.  I’ve been looking for a chance to drive into Houston for a while now, but I never can really come up with enough reasons to justify a trip down there.  But the stars all seemed to line up and I planned a lunch date with Wilson, a pilates session with Kat, and a trip to Lululemon to use a gift card.  It was so nice.  I got up and left the house by 9am.  I met Wilson at Dolce Vita, which is a little Italian place in the Montrose area.  I used to really love going there for pizza back in the day.  Technically I wasn’t supposed to be eating anything like that just yet, because I still had 36 hours to go before my Paleo Challenge was over.  But honestly, I’d made it 4 weeks and I was just done.  DONE I TELL YOU!  I was ready for a pizza, and when you have the chance to eat “2013’s Best Pizza in Houston” with an old friend who you don’t get to see very often, well, you take it.

Or that’s my opinion anyway.


taleggio, arugula, pear and truffle oil…. also known as heaven.

After I ate the entire thing (and wished to myself that I’d ordered two) I headed over to my friend Kat’s house.  She and I became friends about 6-7 year ago when she taught a group pilates class that I’d go to after work.  She is just so awesome and worth every penny.  Since then she bought a house and converted the first story into her own personal studio, and I really wanted to go check it out.  It was so cool – I meant to take a picture but completely forgot.  I really suck at taking pictures of my personal/social outings.  I can’t figure out why I always manage to take 2000 pictures of every meal and then forget to snap a picture with dear friends.

Anyway, Kat made me burn in places that I’d forgotten I had.  After that I drove to CityCentre, bought some Lulu pants, and went to SWEET for a treat.  (Are you seeing a pattern here?  Eat, workout, eat.)

If you have been to CityCentre in Houston, you’ve probably seen this little dessert spot.  I absolutely love it.  They sell cupcakes, coffees, and macaroons.  They use only natural, high quality ingredients.  Everything is made in their kitchen.  Even the milk that they use to make lattes is from a local Texas farm that raises their cows on green pastures all year round.  It’s a pretty impressive little shop if you want a treat that isn’t made with a bunch of junk.  It’s funny, but going Paleo has really made me prioritize my special treats.  I used to be the person who stopped at a pretzel stand in the mall just because it sounded good.  I could have cared less what the ingredients were, and I never thought twice that it was just a chain and not really very special.  But since we cleaned up our diets, I now only indulge if something is REALLY yummy and worth it.  SWEET’s gluten free cupcakes definitely meet that criteria in my book.


I treated myself to a red velvet cupcake and an iced chai latte.  I sat at a table and ate it right there in their shop while I people watched.  I ordered 4 extra gluten-free cupcakes for my in-laws, and 3 macaroons for Poppyseed and her two cousins.  (The macaroons are actually just made of almond meal, egg whites, and fruit jam.  Pretty amazing little cookies!)

See?  More food pictures.  I have serious social problems.


One of these days I would absolutely love to open up a business like this.  It’s one of those things that I’ve had in my head for years, but honestly I just never know how to start.  One day, when I feel like we are actually going to live in our zip code permanently, I will probably try to do it.

After that I just spent an hour walking around the shopping center.  I perused Anthropologie, Free People, Sur La Table, and all of the other fun stores that you can’t find in College Station.  Finally it was time to head back to Sealy.  Oatmeal and his dad were competing in a roping, so I met my MIL and SIL and we took all three tots out to the arena to support the guys.

The rest of the weekend was pretty low key.  Of course it involved the tire swing and horseback riding.  We were thankful for the nice weather and had a lot of good laughs watching the kids be kids.




Can’t you tell how much these kids love one another?  I know I’ve said it before, but I LOVE that we get to see cousins so frequently.


She did that on purpose, just so you know.  ^^^





It’s just so entertaining to watch Oatmeal and Granddaddy pen the cows.


Clearly no one in our family has any problems letting children get dirty.





I swear, this child’s tummy gets everywhere a full second before the rest of her does.





This week has been pretty slow and relaxing.  I got some work done on Monday and Wednesday, and I also had time to try a few little Valentine’s recipes that I saw online.  I made these Paleo Chocolate Bombs for P’s daycare friends, and they are SO good.  Definitely a recipe I’ll be keeping.


Since tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, I also have a few little special treats planned for Oatmeal and the tot.  I’m hoping to wake up early with Oatmeal (at the hour of 5:30am or something crazy like that) and make these lemon poppyseed waffles while he gets ready for work.  (On our first date we discussed our favorite foods, and he said that lemon poppyseed muffins were his favorite dessert.  Well, since going paleo/gluten-free it’s been pretty tough to come by those, but I’m hoping that he thinks these are really delicious!)

After that I’ll probably take Poppyseed to the gym, and then I’m going to take her by her daycare for a few hours so that I can get a massage.  I got a 3-pack of massages for Christmas and am SO excited about this.  I haven’t had a massage since before she was born until now!  Yippee!  Poppyseed and I made a few little Valentine’s gifts for her friends at daycare, and I’m sure she won’t mind Mama dropping her off for a few hours. She always has so much fun over there that she pitches a fit and runs in the other direction when I pick her up.  🙁  I guess that’s how you know they’re growing up.

Of course it's only fitting that her cards would include boots and that the stickers would be kisses.  (She is obsessed with kissing her friends, oy.)  Oh and yes I tried to make that strawberry look like a heart.  Ha.

Of course it’s only fitting that her cards would include boots and that the stickers would be kisses. (She is obsessed with kissing her friends, oy.) Oh and yes I tried to make that strawberry look like a heart. Ha.

Happy Valentine’s Day, y’all.

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