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Weekly Wrap Up

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Hi. Happy Friday! How was your Mardi Gras? How was your Valentine’s Day?

It’s no secret that I adore both of this weeks holidays. And sorry if you’re one of those “Valentine’s Day is just a Hallmark scam” people, but I totally buy into all the mushy hearts, cards, chocolate and love that’s all over on Valentine’s Day.

As for Mardi Gras? What do you mean you don’t celebrate?? After experiencing Mardi Gras in New Orleans last year and seeing just how big of a deal it is there, it actually baffles me that my mom grew up there and now lives somewhere that barely recognizes that it’s a holiday. I bet that was a shock when she first moved here.

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I won’t lie, I listened to New Orleans Jazz radio and watched live stream of Bourbon Street basically all day. Then I went home, made étouffée and pretended I was in the Big Easy.

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We even made our own shrimp stock and the étouffée passed my mom’s judgment, so I felt pretty good about myself. Except when I thought about how much butter was in there. Then I felt less good about myself. 🙂

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I celebrated Valentine’s Day by dragging Joey to the gym with me at 6 AM, enjoying lunch at a new-to-us restaurant and making margaritas for Hannah and I.

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I know Valentine’s Day is marketed as a couple’s holiday but for me it has always been about ALL the love in my life. So I’m happy to spend it with all the love in my life, friends, family and margaritas included.

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Do you get really into Valentine’s Day?

Do you like Cajun food?

If you had to choose: chocolate or alcohol?

Weekend Things: Life is Precious

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On Friday afternoon, I got word that someone I graduated high school with had passed away unexpectedly.  This makes the fourth person from my class and every time, no matter how well I did or didn’t know that person, it is heartbreaking.

And every time, I am reminded how precious life is.

Really.

Every night out to dinner with loved ones, margaritas and…guac, lots of guac, is precious.

Does that look healthy or what?!

I felt those two margaritas more than I care to admit.

And every Saturday spent with my favorite person is precious.  Every single second.

Even if many of those seconds are spent at a Van Gogh exhibit at the Denver Art Museum and even if we spent more of those seconds making fun of the people walking around doing the audio tour than we did enjoying any art.

And even if it’s doing this outside when you leave.

I walked under this weird pointy roof for as long I could before walking out into the sleet.  

Every single delicious meal, eaten in a warm cozy spot with good company is so precious to me.

We found this tiny place called Vert not too far from the museum and were so blown away by the food.  Joey got a braised pork shoulder sandwich which he would not stop talking about and I got a aioli, manchego and potato omelette sandwich, which sounds totally crazy but was totally delicious and that asian slaw with roasted peanuts was nothing short of amazing.

We weren’t crazy about this carrot-pumpkin soup, but it sure was pretty.

Every Saturday night spent cuddled up on the couch, watching movies is precious.

Even if the movie is weird or confusing or both.

Every lazy Sunday morning that I wake up with a smile on my face, or a text from my mother or sunshine coming through my bedroom window is so so precious.

Oh and pancakes.  Those are precious too.

My life isn’t super exciting.  I don’t go out all the time or have a million friends.  But what I do have in my life I am so grateful for.  Take a minute to consider how precious your life is today.

Happy Monday!