So, on to an assortment of things that have caught my attention this week.
My new running mantra: No matter how slow you go, you're still lapping everyone on the couch. I say that not because I want to feel better than anyone else, but because it reminds me that I'm actually doing something. Yay! I'll never look like her; I'm just not built that way. And although she's beautiful, that's fine with me.
Pssst. Have a look at this. It's true!
It's definitely worth taking twenty minutes to watch this (and I don't usually say that.) So mark this post as unread if you need to, and come back later, when you have the time. If only to feel like you're in a conference room with those nice water glasses with fresh ice in them and those cushy chairs with the rounded back and brushed bronze finish. Really, though - it's about vulnerability and how it relates to happiness and feeling fulfilled. Great stuff.
Look at these. Yes, it's worth clicking through. The prettiest, sweetest-looking treat.
This looks like it would be a potatoey hit in our house. Easy, and pretty, too!
Need to make a giant pom-pom? Or two?
I'm not a doctor, nor a scientist, nor a researcher. Nor a conspiracy theorist, for that matter. I do have a lot of sense, though. And I think that fats like butter have been made out to be evil, probably for the most part by companies standing to make gobs of money selling margarine. And I think that diets in general and reducing foods to their components is a bad thing. I'm with Michael Pollan. All of that to say, here are some thoughts on fats. (I don't use lard, but butter and olive oil are the other, less-mentioned permanent residents of our home. Incidentally, they're also pretty much the only ones that A can digest.)
A super-comprehensive post with links to recipes for making all kinds of kitchen staples for yourself. I'm going to really dig into that one tonight.
Love this kitchen sink. Modern, clean, and farmhousey. And those backsplash tiles are gorgeous.
I have some minimal Easter decorating that I want to accomplish this weekend. It involves ditch-searching for pussy willows. I saw some on the highway last weekend, but it's too far to drive just to find them. I have another spot to look, and I think I'll head there after supper.
I am lucky enough to have some time to myself this weekend, and I have a long list of things I'm hoping to tackle. But I'm also trying to convince myself that I don't need to spend every minute 'doing'. Which is so hard for me to do! (Or not to do, I guess.) I have 29 (just thought of something else - 30!) things on my list, and most of them have more than one component. Let's be realistic, Sherrie.
I hope that you have a fulfilling, relaxing, happy weekend.