I was flipping through a magazine and came across a new spring trend section. Let's go ahead and make this a continuing subject, shall we?
First off, apparently jumpsuits are trendy this spring. However, I am not too thrilled about them. Being that I am not a lithe modelesque trackster and don't have the height or confidence to pull it off.
Besides, I actually laughed out loud seeing this picture in my magazine:
Hello Herm, will you be waxing the floors today or repairing the water heater that's on the fritz?
Yes, it's a little too handyman coverall-ish for me. And like I said, I'm not over 6 feet tall and lithe is not a descriptive term normally used when referring to me. Besides, it's $99 on sale. Not thrifty or recession friendly.
Next trend : Fuchsia. I LOVE a good bright color, and I actually do have a fair bit of fuchsia in my closet. I have dark hair and features and am fair skinned, so this color is happy on me.
If at any time during exercise you feel faint, short of breath or are experiencing heart palpitations stop exercising immediately and seek the help of a physician.
Hmmm, every time I exercise I am short of breath but I'm pretty sure my physician would say to get my tush back up on that treadmill.
Remember this hilarious music video by OK Go? I can't NOT watch it:
Especially the guy in the skinny red pants.
How fun would it be to start doing the treadmill dance the next time I'm at the gym?
I'm sure I would be slightly out of breath and definitely feeling faint.
I am currently attempting to make this recipe. The Pioneer Woman has some uber delicious looking recipes on her cooking site, I highly recommend you go and look around...
So my house is smelling deliciously garlicky. However, I am all of a sudden reminded how my husband *ahem* processes garlic, and let me tell you it is not good. Not good at all.
We actually have a rule about garlic in our house:
Any consumption of Garlic Fries ( Kidd Valley, Safeco Field - Kidd Valley, Red Robin or any other eating establishment) must have a 3 day wife barrier window.
Meaning, if he eats the garlic fries and is around me in the following 3 days I will seriously injure him. And have to evacuate and fumigate the house.
So that leaves his hunting trips for him to partake...which means, along with his father and brothers, they have a garlic eating festival and have to live with the results while driving in an enclosed vehicle for four hours. The punishment fits the crime.
Also let's mention that Lance's dental patients may not be too thrilled with his general aroma those next three tortuous days post garlic fries consumption.
So, the consumption of these roasted garlic dealybobs will be done in moderation. I'm hoping to use them in recipes for some extra yummyness. I'm thinking garlic mashed taters, amazing bruschetta and adding it to my crock pot dinners.
The house is SUPER garlicky now...maybe this should be reserved for summer (aka open window season).
