It’s been a long week and the day is crawling by. I bet it has something to do with us getting snow tomorrow. The models and weather forums and updates are about to drive me insane. It’s like my life is on standby until I see a flake. Only, I don’t want a flake. I want the 4-8 inches that I’ve been promised!!! I have to travel far away to see snow that deep. And we will be traveling back to Colorado again in 139 short days, but I can’t wait that long to see snow.
So, about an hour ago, I decided to actually get out of my warm bed and make breakfast. Frankie wasn’t having none of that. He ate early and his fuzzy butt is cemented on the end of the bed where it’s warm. I don’t blame him.
Quick run-2 miles inside like a good little winter soldier-then a nice long breakfast. Yummy breakfast.
- cinnamon vanilla almond butter
- pumpkin granola
I miss this stuff during the week. I’m determined to find a way to eat it at school after CrossFit. I might be a happier person if I do. Then again, if I don’t see snow this weekend, all bets are off. (Anybody see a theme running through this post? 😉 )
And no, those are not Christmas dishes. They are technically snowy January dishes. But never fear, I still have quite a few red and green bowls that will continue to adorn my table until March. Don’t hate. It’s ok. I promise. Yes, the trees are still up. More about that later.
Time to go make some soup. I’m literally about to eat the house down. It’s a good thing I went for that milk and bread run yesterday :D.
And I’m not the only crazy one. Check out this picture from Trussville, AL.
My town wasn’t this bad yesterday at 3pm. But never fear, the snow dreams will take over and there won’t be a stitch of bunny bread left.
Have a great day everyone!