Monday, March 31, 2014
Survey results, butt aid and weekend adventures
Hey howdy, ya'll! Happy last day of March.
So in case anyone was wondering how last week's survey came out, here is a sassy pie chart. (Mmm, pie. Huh?)
The top three responses were:
I eat healthy but don't exercise consistently with 23.19%
I exercise 5-6x per week and eat healthy most days with 21.74%
I exercise 3-4x per week and eat healthy most days with 18.84%.
Thanks so much to the 69 people who responded. Now excuse me while the 12 year old boy in me laughs at that for a second.
Friday night we were going to go to the city and I gave the option to walk my grandparents neighborhood instead since it was closer and the Mr jumped on it. As we were walking the 'hood, we discovered a small trail system that was part of the neighborhood. Despite my spankin' new white shoes, I was enticed by the water bridge made of rocks and pretended I was Sarah going over the rocks Ludo called at the bog of eternal stench. (Extra points for those who didn't need to Google the reference) Even the trees looked like part of a Jim Henson set.
Saturday we were iced in so no road trips for us even though we really wanted to get out of town. But it was basically a miserable day and not conducive to making it home alive.
Sunday it was time to refill old Mother Hubbard's cupboards so we headed off to Trader Joe's when they opened and got our schtuffs then on to Tar-zhay. When we got to the final grocery store and we're ready to check out and in line to get our stuff bagged by my favorite bagger, Fred. He's probably in his late 60's and he's the only one that bags properly. I don't mind waiting so that the bagger won't put my cantaloupe on top of the bread and grapes. Then some older lady comes over from the self scan and says "I can help you on the self scan" and while we're not jazzed, we figure since she's going to scan our stuff, we're willing to bag.
We go over and the woman scans her beef jerky and goes on break. Um, say what? Yeah, she totally left and left us to scan all of our grocery cart in one of those tiny scanners with our mother Earth bags that don't fit on the platform with the evil plastic bags. Everything we scan has to be cleared with the head cashier because the recycle bags are heavier and moving and crap which throws off the scale and brings up an error that she has to clear on her remote. By the time we're done, three people behind us in the original line have been checked out and are happily on their way home. Never again.
For lunch I made grilled cheese and soup then it was time to walk for our workout. A good 3 1/2 mile stroll around the historic district and enjoy the first sprouts o' spring.
We stopped by the dollar store because I wasn't ready to go home just yet and saw this knock off of that butt paste stuff.
Relief for the un-happy butt. Please note the "unhappy" chafed red butt as the B in the title. Awesome.
Dinner was a pork chop with non-Jack Daniels sauce and parisian carrots.
What did you do this weekend?
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