Waterslides, Storm Naps, and Spinach Muffins

 

You know those Saturdays that don’t start until… way later than planned because you decided to burn a few extra calories the fun way? Yeah. That was today. Let’s just say I didn’t exactly leap out of bed for my run this morning—but no regrets…..thanks Matt 😂🥵 Priorities.⁣

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⁣Eventually, I did lace up and get that run in, but the real action was at my sister-in-law’s house where we celebrated both of my nephews with a joint birthday bash. Nothing beats watching little kids go absolutely feral on a giant waterslide. Pure chaos. Pure joy. Pure sugar highs.⁣

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⁣After that whirlwind, we came home just in time for the sky to open up with the kind of thunderstorm that demands one thing and one thing only: an indulgent, deep, afternoon nap. And when I say I slept, I mean I woke up feeling like I had been cryogenically frozen and gently brought back to life with the help of a large iced coffee from Dunkin. Post-nap caffeine hits on a spiritual level.⁣

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⁣Rounded out the evening baking a batch of healthy spinach muffins, because I contain multitudes.⁣

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⁣And tomorrow? A little self-care. It marks one year since my stress fracture, and I’m celebrating how far I’ve come—with a nail appointment, obviously. Meanwhile, Matthew’s off to grab lunch with one of his police buddies at Dalton’s in Middleburg. I’m sure they’ll swap tales while I get cuticle-deep in glossy neutrals.⁣

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⁣Cheers to balance, baby.⁣

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⁣Happy weekend!!⁣

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