Month: November 2014

Happy Birthday (party) #climb #rockclimbing

#beach #nofilter #doesnotsuck

Black Friday the #family way. #beach #scruz

Did I really make that much food? Did I really eat that much food?

me: fat, happy, me

In honor of Thanksgiving a family #tbt.

from the year 3 BC (before CrossFit). My youngest had not too much hair, and my hair wasn’t gray. Ahhhhh, memories.

Sweet potatoes? Baking. Cranberry sauce? Made. Deviled eggs? In process. Oh yeah. It’s goin’ down. #thanksgiving prep

I have never purchased Axe body spray or body wash products

and the relentless advertising on Tumblr will not change that.

If I want women to come running, I’ll roll up in my 14 year old Honda Accord with 2 car seats in the back, NPR pumping the bass….and…..

Look, I’m saying that I don’t need Axe to attract the masses.

mozartandtaebo:

Catching Kayla: Tom Rinaldi tells the remarkable story of Kayla Montgomery — who, despite being diagnosed with multiple sclerosis, has become one of the best young distance runners in the country.

“Do you know what my time is?”

’nuff said. Wow.

Is it wrong that I enjoy messing with my family?

I came from a very bland, processed food background – margarine not butter; Cool Whip not whipped cream; American cheese (OK, Velveeta) not, well, any kind of cheese that had a semblance of flavor… My wife drug me kicking and screaming into the world of real food. My sister did not make that transition.

My sister and I discussing pizza options for this evening. Methinks she was a little concerned that I would be using only goat cheese to top said pizzas.

Diet goals for Thanksgiving dinner

screw that. I really don’t care about diet (food intake) goals. My goal is to simply survive.

16 people coming

shopping 99.9% complete

doing some cooking tonight

relented and agreed to let our neighbor bring two dishes (au gratin potatoes and green beans) because I really don’t need to make EVERYTHING

Wife has been on a freakin’ tear, staining cabinets and cleaning house (mutually exclusive projects), so the house looks clean now and not the cleaning frenzy we usually have starting at 9am the day of.

OK. We got this.