The night before Ian and Sophie got back I had a dream that the house was instantly filthy and cluttered. When I told Ian, he said, "Not really a dream if it is reality." Apparently, Sophie is "garbage blind" (her words)--a condition characterized by the inability to see overflowing recycling bins.
The fun has been non-stop since their return. "Book of Mormon" was irreverent, hilarious and completely worth the ticket price. We had a great post-theater meal at Kapnos Taverna. Unbeknownst to us, they have a crazy cheap happy hour, and we ordered and ate the entire happy hour menu. I want Maddy to make me the ceramic tray they use for their dip trio. Mike Isabella is opening Kapnos Kouzina in Bethesda this fall, and I plan to be first in line. Yesterday after my call shift, we watched "Wild." There will be no thru-hiking of any trail by my children if I die young and tragically. On the upside, I am pretty sure nobody will experiment with heroin either. The bloody toenail scene was worse than any horror movie for Sophie.
While they were away I made a stunning blueberry cream cheese coffee cake that I had to take to labor and delivery or risk eating the entire thing single-handedly. It was very well-received. I baked in a 9" pie plate instead of an 8x8. Bring to your next breakfast pot-luck and win. I also made some Paleo-ish bars with raisins/unsweetened coconut/nuts--process into a paste, press into dish, chill and cut into bars. Add chocolate chips as desired, but highly recommend.
Speaking of Paleo, I have a new split jerk PR of 113#. One of my Crossfit BFF and I tied for first in the partner WOD this weekend, but since we were older than the other pair, Ian said, "So basically, you won." Long run clocked in at 9 miles this weekend. Got to get the weekday mileage up. I am dragging Sophie to watch my workout today with the promise of Paul afterwards. We will pick more blueberries tomorrow--maybe they can be featured in my birthday cake.