Hippies and Animals
Have you ever woken up, looked around, and realized how strange your life has become? I definitely mean the good kind of strange but it is just so different. You have become this person you like, you have relationships with people you can't live without, and things seem to be falling into place. I guess this is what people mean when they say life happens. Here is a glimpse into the weekend of domestic awesomeness.
Ashley and I came to the reevaluation that we really like our life. We love our new house, we love our friends and our pets and we truly love being with each other. We had the best domestic weekend ever.
We went to 4 different grocery stores in 2 days looking for the perfect non-fat pancake mix or vegetable or gluten-free cheeseburger macaroni. We don't know when it happened because we have become hippies. Mind you, so much of this is me and Ashley is just along for the ride. We have our own reusable grocery bags from Whole Foods and Return to Eden and we have started eating so much good for us foods. We go to the grocery stores that have whole aisles of gluten-free, wheat-free, rice-free, dairy-free, bean-free, soy-free, and fat-free food that we are concerned that they are just selling us bags of air. Of course it is good for you, oxygen-enriched from the hills of the Swiss Alps air, but air non-the-less. I just kept walking down the aisles and saying "when did we become hippies?" I kept looking at food and thinking it looked really good and then realizing it was labeled organic, vegan, or gluten-free!
I have taken Ashley down a path of trying to get the same comfort foods I like (cheeseburger macaroni, pizza, chocolate cake) and Ashley has found the recipes, packaged foods that taste like the real thing but without the fat, or meat, or something that makes it so I can't fit into my pants. We had pizza last night for dinner. Yes pizza... gluten free dough, non-fat mozzarella, organic tomato paste, soy pepperoni pizza. And it was awesome. We also used vegan parmesan topping in the crust and it was yummy. Truly a great substitute!
Also it is really recycling if we have yet to take the cans to the recycling center but they are in a bin in the kitchen.
We also stayed up til 3:30 AM on Saturday night. I know we are huge partiers... in our kitchen hanging up the racks with hooks that we got from The Container Store. Pots, pans, and utensils oh my! There was a second trip to The Container Store on Sunday for more hooks (the initial 20 was, obviously, not enough) and a lid separator. We completely organized and cleaned the kitchen. It is now Ashley's favorite room in the house which is good because that means she keeps making yummy food.
Another fact of the lifestyle change is the lack of completed sentences without a middle aside to yell at an animal. We life in a house with 3 cats, Mama, Crazy, and the baby Marmalade and the ever faithful, ever loyal, ever pain-in-the-ass Addie Pants or Adam Clayton, a miniature schnauzer. All of these animals are very needy in their own way. At any given moment of the day, one of them is too loud, too destructive, too needy, or too weird. An example of a typical sentence in the kitchen would be: "Hey did you take a look at that website about, MOVE Adam!get out of the way, that class or something at Emory?" That is the sentence as nice mix of conversation and discipline. We love them all so much and can't get enough of them but we just wish they would calm it down and settle. We let Mama, the oldest cat (hence the name), outside for the first time. We rolled around on the walkway, ate a lot of pinestraw, and then was promptly taken back inside. I'm not sure she is up for ever going outside by herself but she doesn't bolt like some other cats. Speaking of some other cats, Crazy( the huge black and white male cat) does bolt. He was been outside on the leash, yes leash, several times but never without one. He was allowed outside for 45 seconds and then had to be chased down. He will always need a lease.
I don't know if anyone knows why but everytime Mama and Crazy go in the garage they roll around on the drain. There is no water, nothing drains, but they can't get enough of it.
So that was the recap of the weekend that included 4 grocery stores(Kroger twice), 2 trips to The Container Store, kitchen organization, mad cleaning of the living room and study, making and eating blueberry muffins, blueberry pancakes, chocolate cake and icing, pizza, cheeseburger macaroni, and crab dip(all totally hippy healthy), cuddles on the couch, playing with the animals, laundry, and it was amazing. So all weekend we would say "This is our life, now. And, you know what, it is really cool.
That was the awesome weekend!
Ashley and I came to the reevaluation that we really like our life. We love our new house, we love our friends and our pets and we truly love being with each other. We had the best domestic weekend ever.
We went to 4 different grocery stores in 2 days looking for the perfect non-fat pancake mix or vegetable or gluten-free cheeseburger macaroni. We don't know when it happened because we have become hippies. Mind you, so much of this is me and Ashley is just along for the ride. We have our own reusable grocery bags from Whole Foods and Return to Eden and we have started eating so much good for us foods. We go to the grocery stores that have whole aisles of gluten-free, wheat-free, rice-free, dairy-free, bean-free, soy-free, and fat-free food that we are concerned that they are just selling us bags of air. Of course it is good for you, oxygen-enriched from the hills of the Swiss Alps air, but air non-the-less. I just kept walking down the aisles and saying "when did we become hippies?" I kept looking at food and thinking it looked really good and then realizing it was labeled organic, vegan, or gluten-free!
I have taken Ashley down a path of trying to get the same comfort foods I like (cheeseburger macaroni, pizza, chocolate cake) and Ashley has found the recipes, packaged foods that taste like the real thing but without the fat, or meat, or something that makes it so I can't fit into my pants. We had pizza last night for dinner. Yes pizza... gluten free dough, non-fat mozzarella, organic tomato paste, soy pepperoni pizza. And it was awesome. We also used vegan parmesan topping in the crust and it was yummy. Truly a great substitute!
Also it is really recycling if we have yet to take the cans to the recycling center but they are in a bin in the kitchen.
We also stayed up til 3:30 AM on Saturday night. I know we are huge partiers... in our kitchen hanging up the racks with hooks that we got from The Container Store. Pots, pans, and utensils oh my! There was a second trip to The Container Store on Sunday for more hooks (the initial 20 was, obviously, not enough) and a lid separator. We completely organized and cleaned the kitchen. It is now Ashley's favorite room in the house which is good because that means she keeps making yummy food.
Another fact of the lifestyle change is the lack of completed sentences without a middle aside to yell at an animal. We life in a house with 3 cats, Mama, Crazy, and the baby Marmalade and the ever faithful, ever loyal, ever pain-in-the-ass Addie Pants or Adam Clayton, a miniature schnauzer. All of these animals are very needy in their own way. At any given moment of the day, one of them is too loud, too destructive, too needy, or too weird. An example of a typical sentence in the kitchen would be: "Hey did you take a look at that website about, MOVE Adam!get out of the way, that class or something at Emory?" That is the sentence as nice mix of conversation and discipline. We love them all so much and can't get enough of them but we just wish they would calm it down and settle. We let Mama, the oldest cat (hence the name), outside for the first time. We rolled around on the walkway, ate a lot of pinestraw, and then was promptly taken back inside. I'm not sure she is up for ever going outside by herself but she doesn't bolt like some other cats. Speaking of some other cats, Crazy( the huge black and white male cat) does bolt. He was been outside on the leash, yes leash, several times but never without one. He was allowed outside for 45 seconds and then had to be chased down. He will always need a lease.
I don't know if anyone knows why but everytime Mama and Crazy go in the garage they roll around on the drain. There is no water, nothing drains, but they can't get enough of it.
So that was the recap of the weekend that included 4 grocery stores(Kroger twice), 2 trips to The Container Store, kitchen organization, mad cleaning of the living room and study, making and eating blueberry muffins, blueberry pancakes, chocolate cake and icing, pizza, cheeseburger macaroni, and crab dip(all totally hippy healthy), cuddles on the couch, playing with the animals, laundry, and it was amazing. So all weekend we would say "This is our life, now. And, you know what, it is really cool.
That was the awesome weekend!