I think I maxed out on the serious writing yesterday.

• My Irrational Fear
• I Have To Address This

And then I have part two of the Blogging Numbers: Page Views and Money Talk post planned for tomorrow morning. I like to keep us all sane around here, so I think we need a little more fun, easy reading. Tuesday Tangents should just about do it.

Why do I have such problems filling my car with gas? This appeared Sunday afternoon….but it took me a full 24 hours to finally fill up.

Speaking of which, I miss gas prices under a dollar.

I went to the gym last night for a legs/shoulders/abs workout and spin class. I forgot my water bottle at home. Don’t ever let me do that again. *pant* *dehydration* *pant*

I love breakfast for dinner. Especially this red potato, spinach, onion, and mushroom hash with two over easy eggs

Recycled meal idea? Yes. Recycled photo? I was too busy guzzling water to snap a pic!

I’m bummed the temperatures crept back up to 90 again this week. Not only do I miss the slight chill in the air, but I also can’t comfortable hide my hairy legs under jeans anymore. It’s getting pretty bad, too.

I got this email recently.

On Christmas Eve last year my sister and I purchased a steal of a deal for two day tours through Georgia Wine Country. We planned to go in the fall this year because the North Georgia Mountains are simply gorgeous and perfect for wine hopping at that time.

Cancelled!!! I had been trying to schedule it as a special sister day to celebrate the Saturday after my half-marathon! Now, it makes me want to sign up for this race even more…

Three weeks after my first half in Savannah. A well put-together race series. Hosted at Chateau Elan – aka a wine vineyard and country estate close to home.

Beautiful, right? And did I mention that there is live music and wine after the race? I have a feeling I need to get my booty signed up if I’m going to do it. It’s a 2000 person race cap!

Please check out Heather’s raffle for Team In Training.

There are some awesome prizes up for grabs and every entry donation goes towards TNT.

I wrote a guest post for Gabriela this weekend. All about going to Crazy Town with my eating habits in the past.

You should check it out.

And, with that, I’m out! 

• Are you bad about getting gas in your car too?
• Race cap of 2000. Really want to do the race. Should I suck it up and register now? Or wait and see how I like my first half?

Ahhhh, the joys of blog updates and CSS coding. If you visited earlier and happened to get my lined background showing behind my text (making things very hard to read), please forgive the coding updates. Things should all be in working order now, without any random headaches or a need for “may cause seizures” warnings. Thank you for your patience!

Let’s do lunch, shall we?

One of the best parts of having a toddler to feed is having toddler inspired food. Snack plates for lunch yesterday and grilled cheese for lunch today!

Although not just any grilled cheese. I don’t really do the two plain slices of bread and floppy square piece of “cheese” thing. I need more substance (and nutritional value) to my sandwiches than that. And so does this wee one.

I made us amped up grilled cheese sandwiches using fresh bread from the grocer bakery (aka ingredients I can understand – whole wheat flour #1), slices of sharp cheddar (not fake squares of congealed “cheese”), thick tomato slices, and a hefty spread of hummus.

Not your typical grilled cheese, because it’s even better! Simple and satisfying. Just like childhood.  

My recent food choices aren’t the only things reminiscent of childhood. On the way to our family gathering for Labor Day this weekend, we had to drive through a small town, country area that had house after house after house on land with pastures full of cows, horses, and the occasional chickens. It quickly sent me back to childhood.

When growing up, I used to regularly go horseback riding when visiting my grandparents in the North Georgia Mountains and would always dream of growing up and having my own stable with horses. I would live in a large estate and get to ride my horses every day.

I remember whenever we would drive up to my grandparent’s house we would pass by similar places and I would easily spend the hour car ride daydreaming of the day I could live in such a place. Clearly this was before I understood that pesky little thing called money. But it was always so fun to daydream! And I found myself doing the same looking at all the land with horses on the way to my sister-in-law’s house on Sunday.

It’s funny how our dreams change, huh? Now I don’t aimlessly daydream about such things. Instead I dream big on trusting that God has a plan for me and going after my passions. I dream about being a good mother to my children and having a strong family unit in our many years to come. Still mighty good dreams to have, but it sure was fun going back to that childhood innocence of dreaming looking at all the horses. Although now I know I wouldn’t want to own horses. I have enough trouble as it is trying to get my dog to love me!

Sigh. One of these days I will get you to love me, Roxy. I will!

• What was one of your daydreams from childhood?
• What food from your childhood do you still love?