This weekend we stole away to the Biltmore Estate in Asheville, NC. Its fast becoming one of our favorite places to get away and just relax. We toured the estates and the garden and had little ice cream snack at the Creamery before coming home.
The weather has been incredibly pleasant this week so we were fortunate enough to have the windows open quite a bit. Addie especially enjoys this as she runs around the house sniffing the breeze that blows through.
This is the first time in my life that I've kept a planner... I always have to do lists, but carrying this little Meade planner and my to do list has proven to be very helpful. Plus, I like writing in it!
We have stuck to our meal plan really well this week. I have to admit, I'm really liking eating more grilled food and choosing more "clean" foods like fresh green beans.
This one here loves the sunshine. Every so often she gets up to come see what I'm doing and she's panting because she's so hot. But within a few minutes she heads right back to the rug to bask in the sun.
A few days this week have been very... busy. I hesitate to say stressful because I'm fortunate enough to come home and relax and I'm certain someone, somewhere is having a much worse week than me... But some days just leave me feeling frazzled and I've been struggling with allergies which gives me sinus headaches, so yeah. Today was one of those days and chocolate was helping "cope". I only had 1/16 of this bar by the way!
All week long I had been stalking my mailbox waiting for two special pieces of mail. On Wednesday afternoon I opened the mailbox to more bills and wanted to throw an undignified hissy fit right there in the street as my impatience got the better of me. However, I refrained and the following day, my mailbox bore this happy package all the way from Australia!
Work. Lots of it. So many things to do, so little hours in a day.
Once again, windows wide open and near 10:30PM, this fur baby FINALLY settled down enough to take a puppy nap on the couch. For those of you who are familiar with the Jack Russell breed, you know what I'm talking about. Each evening its the same story --- bark the television, chase her tail, pace the house, toss a ball in the air, squeak a toy, huff off down the hallway while being ignored, and whimper out the window... Somewhere in there the magic "time of night" rolls around and she just stops. Finally.