So I hadn't realized how long it had been since I wrote on this until my BFF asked about it today. Oy when I signed on and saw October 2nd as my last post date I definitely felt like I had abandoned yet another project. Ok lets see if I can get my ass back in gear.

So let's start with Food New Years Resolutions:

1. Learn how to bake. I had a disastrous Xmas Eve as I was bound and determined to make homemade desserts for Xmas. I tried to make a pumpkin cheesecake-it fell. Tried to make a chocolate cake-I burnt it. Tried to make chocolate cake #2-worked well. Also realized on this Xmas Eve that my husband is a saint as he put up with me and my baking drama. How is it that someone who can cook can't bake worth shit is what I want to know? However, you will all be happy to know that I had a baking success today as I made a Mississippi Mud Cake last night and it seemed to be a success at work. Yay! Plus I also realized that if you screw up enough shit on Xmas Eve you have more of an excuse to drink wine during the holidays due to your baking stress.

2. Cook my husband dinner every night even though he is at work. Damn don't I sound like a 1950's housewife! And yes I even have the cute apron collection to go with that title. Too bad the little bastard works nights and the only one who sees me in my apron is my dog-Harley. And he is just in the kitchen laying on the floor waiting for me to drop something on his head. Anyway I thought this would be a good way to make sure we both eat healthier and let him know that I care...because as you all know I nurture through food...damn now I really sound like I need therapy.

3. Try some type of new food/restaurant/wine once a week. I will keep you posted on my progress.

4. And oh yes keep on running to try and save my figure from my love affair with food/wine. As you all know I run so I can eat.  Like on Super Bowl Sunday I ran a half marathon however I am sure I completely exceeded the 1300 calories I burned as I craved and ate a ton of fig newtons and beer as soon as I finished. Yes, I know that sounds like the nastiest food combination on the face of the earth however after 13.1 miles, 7 nasty blisters and being soaked in sweat through all of my clothes it tasted like absolute heaven at the time. Or oh yes the 5k last weekend where I bribed myself to run it with the thought of mimosas...and damn did it work...Marmalade Cafe...great mimosas...even though some people seemed to think my socks were absolutely hysterical.

Hope to be more consistent with my posts...peace out