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A mess and Oreo milkshakes 

My boy knows my heart.

  
I had a moment of terror this afternoon. I almost made the Broncos lose.

I was running a few errands before the game, decked out in my Broncos hat and jersey. My last stop before home was filling up with gas. I’ll be the first to admit that I’m not a superior gas pumper (after all, much of my life was spent in Oregon) but I’ve been driving for nearly 20 years and there has been more than one encounter with a gas pump.

Regardless, as I went to pull the nozzle out of my car and replace it on the pump, there was some kind of gurgling burst of gas and it drenched my hand, halfway up my arm, and onto my Broncos jersey. Not only was a second shower required of this day, but all my clothes went into the washing machine, 45 minutes before kickoff.

So the biggest Broncos fan ever wore a Dallas Cowboys jersey to the game. How will Peyton be able to win if I’m not wearing my jersey?

For shame.

Thankfully, my wardrobe malfunction wasn’t as big as previous Super Bowl embarrassments, and the Broncos won and I ate myself sick on veggie meatballs, soft pretzels, and this yummy cheesy dip that tasted very strongly of mustard, but was surprisingly addictive.

  
But as I mentioned above, the Broncos won and if that isn’t cause for celebratory Oreo milkshakes, I don’t know what is.

  
I think the mint Oreo thins make the best milkshakes because mint and also they’re crispier than regular Oreos.

  
J Man, the other Broncos fan in the house, agrees.

It’s possible I spilled some Oreo milkshake on my Cowboys jersey. And if today is any indication of the future, the Cowboys will win Super Bowl 2017.

Place your bets now.

Five on Friday

1. Once upon a time, Miss Rae (at 3 years and 1 day) was the tiniest preschooler of them all.

  
 
Two years later, I still think of her as the tiniest, but she towers over the other preschoolers.

2. It was J Man’s birthday recently and I pulled out all the stops with the football themed treats.

  

 
 
  
   
And now Pinterest tells me that I can cut cake into a football shape.

   
 
   
Sure.

3. Remember when I wanted to make tamales but was lazy and made tamale casserole instead?

  
My MIL (thanks Sha Sha!) sent me this book. They have a recipe that uses tofu and I’m super excited to try it!

4. Pretzel construction 

  
At its finest.

5. Had the best lavender latte at the Atlas.

  
Just in time for Valentine’s Day!

Things that make me feel good.

I had the day off today. I was talking about it last night at dinner with Matty B and the kids and they were chiding me about how I wasn’t actually going to relax and instead was going to “waste” the day cleaning. Matty B had the gall to call me a “workaHolley”.

Ha ha. Very funny.

But here’s some real talk for you. A day off that’s full of laying around and watching TV (what most people might consider to be relaxing) is not the least bit appealing to me. I want to have a stress-free day, but I also want to feel good.

Today I present to you…

Things that make me feel good:

  

A good, sweaty three mile run while watching a little Biggest Loser.

   
  
A smoothie. In the mix: 1 cup frozen cherries, 1 Orange, 1 cup almond milk, 1 cup ice.

  
Adele.

  
Coffee. And to be clear, Portland also makes me feel good.

  
Lunch with a friend. I had the yellow curry and pad Thai. Delish.

   

  
  

Taking the kids to gymnastics.

   
  J’s a teensy bit competitive.
  
And truth be told, I did clean. I did laundry and dishes and I vacuumed, and I loved it because I’m weird like that but also because Monica, Chandler, Ross, Rachel, Joey, and Phoebe kept me entertained.

Unpictured: a quick visit with grandma and papa, stories by the fire with Miss Rae, a cup of chicken enchilada soup, and a successful violin practice with J Man (this is virtually unheard of).

I might be a “workaHolley” but it was a good day and I’m not sorry!

You’re welcome.

That is, if you were cheering for the Broncos to be in the Super Bowl, you’re welcome.

It’s because of me that they won, you know.

  
It’s because I insisted to Matty B that I needed to go running before he did so I could be back in time for kick-off.

  
It’s because I wore my Broncos jersey and my Broncos hat.

  
   

 It’s because I made soft pretzels which are the ultimate football food. 

But mostly it’s because I love Peyton Manning and I so desperately want him to end his career on a high note.

The trick is that in two weeks I need to reinact everything about today so that they can win again.

Superstitious? 

Maybe. Now I just need to stock up on soft pretzel ingredients.

Cinnamon Scones and the ER.

It doesn’t matter that I had planned to go to church this morning.

It doesn’t matter that I had found this delicious lemon buttermilk scone recipe to try afterward.

It doesn’t matter that I made a plan.

Why? Because this dude had a different plan.

  
Well, in all fairness, it wasn’t his intention to fall onto the stone hearth of the fireplace and gouge a hole into his head. Unfortunately, that’s what happens when you cover your head in a giant white blanket and chase your sister around in some sort of “ghost” game.

After a frantic trip to the ER (and I do mean frantic. Matty B broke at least three traffic laws.) we were relieved to find out that modern medicine suggests tying his hair together and gluing the laceration shut, versus staples or stitches.

Phew.

Obviously church was out of the question. What about those lemon scones?

“No, no,” begged the fireplace victim, “can’t we have scones that I’ll like?”

Enter the Pioneer Woman’s Sweet Cinnamon Scones.

 
 They were a hit. But not in a violent way.
Phew.

Maple Walnut Granola

Sometimes rules are really important.

For instance, I bought some of those Mr. Sketch smelly markers for the kids and in a stroke of genius, told them that they were only for Friday nights (when all Matty B and I want to do is lay in a heap in front of the fire.)

Setting this “rule” for the smelly markers has made them such a special treat that we’re going on 3 Friday night’s worth of fire heaping.

  
Miss Rae’s fruit basket complete with grapes and a green apple with a hefty stem.

  
J Man’s “crazy” car with juice dispenser included.

Yay for rules.

  
However, sometimes rules aren’t that important.

  
I made this recipe for Maple Pecan Granola. In addition to rolled oats, the recipe called for oat bran, sunflower seeds, almonds, pumpkin seeds, and pecans.

 
I didn’t have any of those ingredients but I did have sesame seeds, chia seeds, flax, and walnuts.

   
I’m such a rebel rule-breaker.

The frugal part of my brain loved using ingredients found exclusively in my pantry.

  
And you couldn’t beat the delicious smells that filled the house.

Almost as delicious as smelly markers.
  

Thursday Thoughts, XXXX

I’ll bet there’s a different way to do 40 in Roman numerals than XXXX…oh well.

1. I have a pretty great family.

Everyone pitches in to pick up the kids from school once a week. 

Yesterday, my dad took the kids on a French fry tasting field trip:

  
 

And then I got this text from Unk C:

 
Although the comparison between French fries and carrots? I think you know who got the kid points and who got the mom points…

2. I had lunch with a friend at the WW Bread Company.

  
This was the beet sandwich and it just made me feel good.

3. When we were in Florida over Christmas, J Man caught a gecko.

   

And then it promptly bit him.

  

I didn’t get an “after” photo but Miss Rae’s doubtful glare should have given us the warning we needed.

4. I bought Adele’s 25 (well, actually Sha Sha bought me Adele’s 25- thank you!) and I’ve been listening to it while I run.

  

Not really running music, per se, but I love it.

5. We went up to the snow last weekend.

      

I hate being cold but we actually had an awesome time.

Ok…so, when’s the first day of spring?
 

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