Sunday! Sunday! Sunday!

What a freaking day.

Yesterday was Date Day/Night with the hubby (after Friday night at his gig - met some friends there, hung out, and when his gig let out at 1am, we went to another club and listened to more music and talked to more folks - got in at 3 or 4am, made popcorn, and after a 4 hour sleep, woke up for our long Date Day/Night!)

We ran a crapload of errands, including the ever important local Farm Market to get the most amazing fuji apples. We literally pick through the box and get as many as we can that are good. He keeps picking them up proclaiming whether or not someone has taken a bite out of that particular one or not (seeing that these are not *perfect grocery store waxy freaky apples that taste like nothing*) and we load up a huge shopping bag and usually clock in around $15 of gorgeous, crisp fuji apples from a local farm (local meaning within a few hours drive, this IS New York City, folks!).  I like supporting the local farmers, but I super love those apples. *Crunch*. I'm totally addicted.

Our day also included a much needed workout. I haven't lifted weights for real since before radiation. Which means I'm a flab-ass. But hubby and I hit it hard, and while it was a struggle, I felt motivated by motivating him. The former trainer in me came out a bit, and I pushed him which pushed me. Apparently he is sore. My quads are a bit sore from 4 sets of squats, but I'm not as sore as I'd like to be. I rarely get sore in the bi's or tri's... it was always pec work that got me, and I can't do it anymore. WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

I miss it. I even have a hard time with lat work because it works on that pec a bit, but I did a reverse grip on a baby weight and went through the motions, imagining my back getting RIPPED TO SHREDS LIKE AHHHHHNOLD. 

But, it was good anyway.

We came home after all of that and more - and I was just exhausted. Laid down for a nap, which turned into an hour and a half. We had plans to go to dinner and I couldn't imagine it, but we stayed local and had a ball. And ate too much. And laughed. And I realized how great life really is. Again. 

He left early today. I have been nonstop recording, did some cleaning, and am now cooking dinner for my girl and I. Organic baked chicken with carrots and garlic (yum!) and an arugula salad. Her favorite green. Go figure!!!

Let's hope it's a peaceful and productive homework night. Let's hope she and I have some good quality mother/daughter time. And let's see if I can manage to lift some weights while she writes her papers. Or if I can get my butt off the couch and motivate myself while she writes - I have to keep it real.  ;)