No really, as much as I want to say work was crazy, and that other things kept me from blogging for four days, they are all lame excuses. The real reason I had a brief hiatus was because of guilt. I didn't work out last week the way I wanted to, and this week was no better. I'm ashamed in myself. We already know how hard I am on myself, it's been established.
So, trying to remember "Do your best, forget the rest..." but its harder some days than others. Going to be really real with you guys. Somedays sleeping is so much more appealing than the gym.... and sometimes sleep hits you over the head like Mr Plum with the led pipe.
I've had some allergies this week, not sure exactly when I got allergies. I never had them as a kid, sometime between when Pokemon was cool and when Pokemon came back in style... that's when allergies got ahold of me. They now wait in the dark shadows, preparing to attack at the worst times. Sneaky Evil things...
I really hope it's allergies, the alternative is a cold, and I really really don't want one of those.
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At much as I've failed at being accountable to myself this week, I've still remained accountable to Kendra. That's good, still better than nothing, two out of four days is alright!... Got to remember where I once was, you know... working out only once in never!!! haha! :) Still did 200% Better than only 80 days ago.
So I share with you my two #sweatyselfies for the days I've actually worked out this week.
I know that there are three more days this week in which I can make up the days... but I don't often seem to be able to get enough gumption in my umph to do Friday or Saturday workouts. Maybe I'll feel guilty enough to really just do it anyway this week. We'll see, Guilt is a powerful thing.... I really need to find a different way to get the same result without self-abusing my feelings with guilt. mmmm.... I'll ponder on that.
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On a different note. Monday was my cousin Samuel's birthday. He's like old now.... eww... 16 or was it 61? I get those confused. ;) Well. Here's the story. I was browsing Pintrist, like I do... and I saw that someone had made a cake out of rice crispies that looked like a watermelon, I thought; Hey! That's awesome, someone like Samuel who has Celiacs can eat a cake out of rice crispies... I told this idea to my Aunt, and suggested that we make a cake for Samuel out of rice crispies. She was gungho!
So Monday I endured rush hour traffic from SLC to Orem and got there in time to enjoy tasty food and then help make our mock-cake for Samuel.
The idea was simple, we'd layer different kinds of rice crispies to look like layers of cake and frosting, then dump chocolate over the whole thing! YUMMO! So we constructed and layered... then assembled the beauty!
Behold!
And a close up of those tasty layers. Chocolate Flakes for the chocolate layers. Fruity Tuties for the rainbow layers and Kix for the frosting layers.
Even before the warm chocolate drizzled atop it's majestic top tier, the fractures began to form...
We unfortunately had not let the rice crispies rest, and settle long enough - Our masterpiece was quickly becoming a Pintrist Fail!!!
OH NO!!!! (I cried out like an eagle from Lord of the Rings had swooped in to steal my first born child) The entire back side of the cake began to shift. Falling along fault lines, the structure crumbled... (haha crumbled.) It was the fastest song of Happy Birthday this family has ever sung. All extensive 3 verses of it in fact!
Words and disjointed notes fell from their lips as they beheld the glorious cake crumble before them. the massive candles unable to withstand the onslaught of their quicksand like foundation. They too took a near tumble.
Quickly plates came to the mountain of sweetness's aid... plates and pans, scooped the sloping sides the crumbling edifice as it fell into ruin. Consumed with little regard to the glory it once was... for all of like 2 minutes.... or less.
Everyone seemed to enjoy it anyway! Here's Samuel with his cake mess on a plate, eating it in true Samuel fashion, like a lizard with a long tongue.
Angela (in front), seems confused by this glue-like confection binding her fingers... she eats it anyway. What a Trooper!
They aren't the only one's enjoying Krispie Meltdown Mountain! My uncle Alan also helped with cleaning this mudslide up.
When all said and done, there was more than enough of this beautiful cake to last till breakfast the next morning. Which I imagine was the tastiest of meals! The BREAKFAST of HEROS!!! My aunt sent me this picture the following morning, letting me know that three of her youngest kids all want their own "Falling Cakes" for their birthdays! Haha!
(Falling Cakes) Patent Pending ;)
Hahaha! The cake was AWESOME!! It looked like something out of a roald Dahl book!
ReplyDeleteHaha, you think so? it was sure crazy and silly enough.
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