I'm not even going to apologize about it.
Although I must do some cleaning, because here's an adorable photo of Katie "helping" me fold towels. The pink one is hers.
Anyway, we've got a lot of catching up to do, so I'm going to just get to it.
The past week has been amazingly busy, sort of intense and completely filled with fun.
I think I left you just before St. Patrick's day. Jim and I have a tradition of Irish Car Bombs. The drink AND the cupcakes. He makes the drinks; I make the cupcakes, and we enjoy too many of both.
But we have a lot of fun. And somehow I managed to get plenty of photos of the drinks and none of the cupcakes. I guess that's why we should start with cupcakes?
Sometimes I make him corned beef and cabbage. But not this year.
This year we had a "nosh" of shamrock shaped ravioli, tater tots with my special "tot sauce", jalapeno poppers, spinach dip and some sliced tomatoes....for good measure. And, of course, more Guinness.
And while eating this pile of fat, carbs and calories (except for the tomatoes, of course) , we watched a documentary. Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead. Have you ever watched one of these food documentaries? They kind of make you feel terribly guilty about the way you eat. This one was about an Australian named Joe Cross who comes to the US to do a juice "reboot" for 60 days. Over the course of the movie, and under close monitoring by doctors, he looses close to 100 lbs from drinking just juice.
So as Jim and I sat there and ate our greasy feast, something clicked. We looked at our plates, listened to our bellies and decided maybe Joe had something. Of course, we weren't going to go 60 days on nothing but juice, but we decided to try a week. I may end up writing a separate post about our juice experience, so I won't tell too much about it right now, but I will say I was really happy with the way it turned out. Not just because I lost a few pounds, but because I feel so much better than I have in a long time.
Our last juice day was Friday because Saturday we celebrated Jim's sister-in-law's 30th birthday in Napa. And there was no way we were sipping juice while everyone else sipped Pinot!
Two of my sisters-in-law. Natalia, on the left and Stefanie, the birthday girl on the right.
On the bus, getting the day started right! (Like my beautiful forehead in the bottom left?)
Jim found the only lemon cupcake in the box. He's probably going to kill me for posting this photo.
At one of the wineries.
The whole group of us. They rented a party bus and we spent the day touring different wineries followed by dinner at a fancy Italian restaurant in downtown Napa. Overall it was a pretty amazing day. Jim and I even managed to sneak away for a little while to visit our favorite Napa winery, Gustavo Thrace. This is the one we did the grape stomping at back in October.