Weekends Are Meant For This…

I love lazy weekends. For the past two days, I’ve honestly done nothing but lay around, read magazines, work out, and eat.

Yesterday morning, I indulged in a huge Saturday breakfast:

Saturday Breakfast

I scrambled one egg and popped two Van’s Blueberry Waffles in the toaster. I topped them with real butter and syrup. I had apple wedges on the side. 

After letting my breakfast digest, I did Jillian Michaels’ No More Trouble Zones. I’ve been doing it every other day for the past week. I love this strength-training workout. It kicks my butt every time! I had been doing it every other day in January, but stopped at the beginning of February. Let me tell you, picking it back up is no easy task. If you’re looking for a challenging workout, this is definitely it!

When lunchtime rolled around, I was hungry for a couple different things. Here’s what I came up with:


  • A toasted whole wheat pita
  • Yellow Pepper Strips
  • Celery
  • Sabra hummus
  • Kashi Fire-Roasted Veggie Crackers
  • Laughing Cow Queso Fresco & Chipotle Cheese

For dessert, I ate a Nonni’s Cioccolati Biscotti:


I love biscotti! Does anyone know of any other companies that sell biscotti in interesting flavors?

Dinner last night was one of my favorites:

Baked Cheesy Pasta

Baked Cheesy Pasta! I love making this dish because it’s so easy and versatile. Last night, I used whole wheat rotini frozen peas, parmesan cheese, whole wheat bread crumbs mixed with basil, oregano, garlic powder, and black pepper, and Newman’s Own Cabernet Marinara sauce. Just preheat the oven to 350, and cook the pasta according to the box directions. While the pasta is cooking, steam the peas in the microwave, and place two pieces of whole wheat bread (remove crust first) in a food processor with the spices. Pour a bed of sauce in a baking dish, and then top with cooked pasta, and more sauce. Mix in the peas, and top the whole thing with bread crumbs and 1/2 cup shredded parmesan cheese. Cover the dish with foil and place in the oven for 20 minutes. Then, remove the foil, and bake for another ten minutes, switching the oven setting to broil for the last two minutes! And tada! Baked, delicious, cheesy pasta!


Jeff and I both went back for seconds. 🙂

This morning, I woke up bright and early to hit the gym before meeting up with these lovely ladies:

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 Amy, Alicia and I had been planning to have Sunday brunch at Country Corner Cafe in Saratoga Springs all week. I hadn’t seen Amy since the summer because she’s been away at grad school, so I was super excited to see her this morning.

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I managed to forget my camera (duh!), so these pics are courtesy of Alicia. 🙂

The last time I was at Country Corner with Amy, she ordered this huge blueberry oatmeal pancake, and that’s exactly what I ended up getting this time:

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This thing had to be 90% blueberry. That’s my kind of pancake! Not going to lie: I devoured and enjoyed every last bite. 

We had a great time catching up. I love going out to brunch!

I was in the mood for yoga a little while ago, so I spent 30 wonderful minutes on my mat, and now I’m off to make potato soup! I’m using my hand blender for the first time. Wish me luck!

What did you do this weekend?

Are you a pancake or egg type when it comes to Sunday brunch?

Have a great Monday! <3

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On Books and Breakfast

For the majority of my life, my mother has worked behind the circulation desk of my hometown’s library.

Library Books

Although she never obtained a degree in library science, my mother knows her library, and the people who frequent it inside and out.

At any giving time, my mother is reading three books at once. A large, woven basket sits next to the couch on her living floor, and is always overflowing with fiction and non-fiction. (Aside: I spilled a cup of coffee in that basket once. I then proceeded to wipe each book clean)

I spent four of my teenage years working at the library. I can return books to shelves with my eyes closed, and apply jacket covers faster than anyone I know. Growing up in a library is one of the main reasons I pursued a degree in journalism and English. I’m also sure it played a part in my older brother becoming an English teacher.

Yesterday, I spent an hour at my local library. I could have spent longer, but I figured nine books was enough to check out for the day.

Ironically, I had just purchased a book from Barnes & Noble the night before:


I’ve wanted to read this book for a year now, and decided to just go ahead and buy it. I’m only about 20 pages in, and I already love it.

A book in the library pile, The Happiness Project, was recommended to me by a friend. I plan to start reading it after I’m done with the other one. I’m not my mother; I can’t read three books at once.

I’m not quite sure why I need 57 books on resume-writing. I think I just took all of them because I could. I think the one called Amazing Resumes is going to be my best bet. The greatest thing about that stack of books is that they’re all mine until February 12. All mine. I love libraries.

Before I moved into the library yesterday afternoon, I met up with Mareesa and Alicia for brunch at the best place ever.


Beverly’s never fails me.  Right before we met yesterday morning, I sent Alicia the following text message:

I can’t wait to shove everything in my mouth.

If for some reason I have not convinced you of how amazing Beverly’s is in previous posts, please direct your attention to this photo:


That, my friends, is grilled sourdough bread topped with poached eggs, spinach, and avocado. This special is usually served with sprouts, and black bean hollandaise (which is what you see on the side), but I’m lame and decided not to consume either. Still amazing. And those home fries? I had been waiting all week for those. I’m not kidding.

Jeff and I love diner breakfasts, and I, admittedly, am addicted to home fries. So, I’ve decided that instead of getting home fries every time I order breakfast at a diner, I will only get them on occasion. That way, they’re more special and delicious when I do decide to indulge in them.

Believe me when I tell you: Beverly’s home fries were worth holding out for. In fact, I’m going to go ahead and say that they’re the best home fries I’ve ever had. That’s saying a lot for a self-proclaimed home-fry expert.

Warning: I have and will continue to rave about Beverly’s until you travel from wherever it is that you live in this world to go there. That’s a promise.

Side note: Beverly’s does serve lunch and dinner. I just don’t think I could ever bring myself to order anything aside from breakfast. When we sat down yesterday morning, I suggested that we eat breakfast, walk around for a bit, and then come back for lunch.

Mareesa and Alicia laughed. I was serious.

Tell me where you’re from, and the best breakfast place in your town.

What are you reading right now?

Have a great Sunday! <3

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