What happened on Valentines Day....

Mixed greens salad.
Changed the lighting(sorry)

Appetizers: bruschetta, pizza popper type things, and sweet potatoe fries.

Salmon, balsamic potatoes, and veggies.

Chicken penne with creamy pesto.

The Cat and the Cow

Us'ns

Isn't she lovely?

Isn't she beautiful?

I meant to get pictures of each course.....but we ate the dessert too fast, it was creme brulee and cheese cake. Mmmm...

Dress: H&M
Shoes: Urban Outfitters clearance!!!

Sooo, as aforementioned, The Mr. had to work Valentines Day so two dear friends and I decided on Galentines Day celebrations instead. We gussied up and went out to the restaurant where The Mr. serves. Upon arrival we discovered (The Mr. didn't know till he was on shift and couldn't warn us) that it was a fixed menu 4 course meal for more than twice what we spend when going out to a "nice" (ie: not Chipotle) kind of place.

You need some back story for this.

I have this health problem, it is aggravated by food allergies...of which I have a lot. I have purposely cheated only once in the last 9 months that it has been since I found out I have these food restrictions. I feel pretty crappy all the time and I didn't feel any worse after my last cheat day (which was clam chowder when we were at the coast...a cheat well worth it)

Seeing as I couldn't get a specific salad with few things on it as I'd planned....and the Mr. had lost a table in his section due to our reservation...I decided....this was going to be a cheat meal. So we decided to split two meals amongst the three of us girls.

The meal was AMAZING and delicious. The foods I ate that I'm not supposed to were as follows....

Blueberries, raspberries, tomatoes, cheese (I can only do raw dairy) Gellato, wheat, bakers yeast, eggs (in the aoli sauce) um...and I think that's it.
(I am also allergic to several types of beans and tuna)

I expected some metaphorical hammer to fall...but nothing happened.

I had a lovely time with the girls, we ate ourselves silly enjoyed our time together requesting cheesy love songs from the piano player at the restaurant...he did NOT know Ebony and Ivory...what a pity. He finally ended with Endless Love which was pretty awesome. We left, picked up The Kidlet from my parents, drove home, went our separate ways. When The Mr. got home and we decided to stay up (mind you it was midnight by this point) and clean the house...last week was dreadfully busy and the house was in shambles (I'm terrible at house work) we finally fell into bed at 3am but with an absolutely immaculate home. Every floor was scrubbed, not a dish on the counters or in the sink. I tracked down every dust bunny...mwahahah.

The next morning, which was to be Valentines Day with my darling......I woke up with what can only be described as a hangover. I don't drink, I never have and so I don't know exactly what one feels like, but I called several friends and inquired and they said, "yup, that's a hangover".
Light split my head in two and made me want to throw up. Noises split my head in two and made me want to throw up...Everything split my head in two and.....made..me...want...to...throoowww up.

So, there you have it, my foolish "partying" caught up with me and taught me a good lesson. It will be so much easier to stick with this diet for the rest of my life knowing that there is such a definite reaction...ugh, ugh, a million times ugh.

The (poor and patient) Mr. told me to stay in bed but I sucked it up and went out and made us brunch as planned....it was amazing...according to the Mr. I myself was still nauseated. But we had a lovely time, cleaned up from lunch then The Mr. (dearheart that he is) sent me back to bed for the afternoon. I feel so bad that our Valentines Day was a bust, but he got quiet, alone time (he works in the school system during the day so he had all day off till the restaurant at night) reading and writing and he said that made him happy.

Prosciutto, raw cave-aged Gruyere, Provolone wrapped in prosciutto stuffed inside cherry peppers, and Armando's Famous Olives.

Artichoke heart soup, cod and roasted bell peppers and asparagus, and an avocado, red onion salad with white balsamic dressing.
This was me on Valentines Day...and I'd had such high hopes of a cute outfit, being housewifely for The Mr.

My awesome Valentines Day outfit.

Lovies and lying about,

-K

A Rare Occasion...

Seeing as The Mister works two jobs a day, we seldom get a chance to eat lunch together. I mean we can grab a bite together here and there, but it's always so rushed (sad face) but the other day he had a larger than usual gap between jobs and we managed to sqeeze in a 4pm lunch before he had to run off to the next place of employment. (Hard working, adorable man that he is) I made grilled cheese sandwiches out of home-made sour dough and Trader Joe's Raw Cheddar. The sandwiches were accompanied by artichoke/spaghetti squash soup and avocado, red onions, and raw-cultured (they hold out their pinkies when they drink tea...hee hee) pickles.

The Mr. also bought me a lavender plant to accompany the flowers he bought me at the farmer's market a couple days early. Perfection.

The view out the window is at someone's yard....can you imagine? Having a yard of your own! Someday!!!!!

It was a lovely little moment in the middle of a typically busy day of laundry and various housely annoyances.

Oh, and look at the awesome salt and pepper shakers I found!!! Le, Siiiiiigh.

Lovies and Lint traps,

-K

The Mr,'s Birthday

So for The Mr.'s b'day, sneaky wife that I am, I secretly book a room at the hotel that we stayed at on our honeymoon. I waited till he was asleep then quietly packed the car in the dead of night. The next morning, we went to the Farmer's Market as usual, grabbed our raw milk then dropped it at home before I was to take him to a "surprise brunch". That was all he knew. THEN BAM!!!!! I jumped on the freeway (figuratively speaking of course) and drove to the coast. He was SOOOOO excited although it took him the entire first day to stop figetting as though he had somewhere to be. As soon as we got into town we went straight to the beach and had lunch and played for a while. It was wonderful and The Kidlet was ECSTATIC!

We did some dancing....

..Playing...

...Sliding...

...wave watching..

...surf avoiding...

...dancing...

...surf not avoiding...

...rock analyzing...

..and sample taking...

...sand digging...

..running..

...staring...

...rabble rousing...

..kissing...

..more watching...

...pointing.

The next morning we went to the nursery owned by the hotel and they were kind enough to let The Kidlet feed the fish. Ever since he's been shouting "BIG ONE!!!" every time he sees a fish of any proportion.

Cutest birdies!

It ended up that through a fluke The Mr. had monday off, so we decided to find a cheap motel further south to stay at the night we were supposed to head back home to reality. The next day ended up being more playing and swinging on yet another beach.

Face plant.

If you have never eaten at Splash Cafe in Pismo Beach. GO AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!
I have MANY allergies and have stayed away from them all for the 6 months it's been since I found out. I decided it was worth the misery it may cause to enjoy the clam chowder bread bowl and split a grilled cheese sandwich with The Mr. I'm allergic to yeast, wheat, and dairy (amogst many other things) but I can say, without a doubt, it was totally worth it to eat this delectable bowl of heaven.

Me in 30 years.

A nice girl walked by and asked if she would like us to take a picture with all of us! YEAAAAH!

This was in the car as The Mr. was packing up for us to leave. The Kidlet wanted to sport the shades like the uber cool kid that he is.

Heading home. How is it possible to be rested and exhausted at the same time. It was wonderful, The Mr. came back a changed man. Poor thing hasn't been out of town since our Portland trip and that was HARDLY restful.

How I do love him.

And lovies and lap dogs to you,

-K