Just Because

I have to share... what my sweet sweet husband just surprised me with:

You see he bought me the K charm for Christmas and I wanted an 18" chain to go with it...He didn't get it at the time (he's a guy) but today he came home told me to close my eyes and hold my hand out. He NEVER does that... I had absolutely no idea.

I thought it was going to be a blizzard from Dairy Queen.

But it was a blue Tiffany & Co. bag!

Heart be still!!

I opened the box and there was my Gold chain I have been yearning for (I've been using an old cheap chain) Can we say BEST SURPRISE EVER!

Or more like...the first time he has really surprised me!

Usually, I know what he's up to.

He's the bee's knees. 



Wine&Yoga OH and Scissoring.

 Saturday, I woke up at 3 different times throughout the night before to take Ibuprofen, eat crackers, and drink Gatorade in hopes of not being miserably hung over Saturday for yoga and wine tasting afterwards. All in all I am very proud of my efforts because magically I woke up feeling fairly normal…I was very worried I would feel disgusting because honestly I hardly every drink anymore and boy did I outdo myself the night before. Yikes. Anyways, I woke up stretched a little and then got ready to go and meet Angela to ride to the winery. This whole experience happened because she saw a living social deal one a day a few weeks ago that included a 1 hour yoga class at Columbia Winery in Woodinville with a wine tasting right after served with snacks for only $35 bucks. She knows I love anything having to do with wine so we decided to go and enjoy some yoga too! 

On the way...How BEAUTIFUL are those trees!?

Angela & I still blissfully ignorant.

The mere thought of drinking was making me want to vomit but I figured a good yoga session would sweat out all the impurities I had consumed the night before so that NEW impurities could be consumed after yoga. We actually thought that the yoga wouldn’t be that serious…not to hard core because hey, probably a lot of people signed up for the wine right? Oh no, Shit got serious and quick…I haven’t done yoga since high school…okay maybe once in college but legit yoga since high school - 10th grade to be exact but I work out, and I “think” I’m pretty capable but holy HELL at how hard yoga is! It is serious people and if I ever hear anyone say yoga isn’t really a good workout I might just slap them or at least show them my bruises on my knees and pride. I worked muscles that never get any attention and I did so many damn planks and downward dogs that even Miss OLIVE was even impressed later when I told her about it. Granted I couldn’t move Sunday or Monday without wanting to die but in general it was AMAZING! I’m going to start doing yoga once a week (thanks to another Groupon deal..I love Groupon/LivingSocial)  to work out all these different parts that I didn’t know I had. It hurt so much but in such a GOOD way. Also, I would like to “toot” my own horn with one move that I am a PRO at especially since I had NO IDEA it was even a yoga move. Heel stretches = my favorite thing ever. I had several people ask me if I was a cheerleader….no I’m just awesome okay?! My bestie said it best when I told her about it…"those are your party tricks” hahaha you see I used to do them all the time when we would hang out at parties just for the fun of it and then break into cheer routines. Why? I have no idea…we are girls and we are silly.

Endofstory.

Yoga...in a wine cellar.

After yoga we got down to the serious business:

During yoga while we were doing 1 out of 7 different “warrior” poses/holds the teacher said something that literally had me falling over laughing. I thought I was going to have to leave… “Scissor your legs ladies” WTF?! Does she even know what that means or refers too?! AM I the only one that has a dirty mind? Will I be going to yoga hell because I couldn’t stop laughing? Not to mention the whole time I’m sweating like a beast and praying no one is smelling Jager coming out of my pours (Angela swears she didn’t smell anything – I’m still working on believing her) Then there it is again… “Scissor your legs ladies! Tighten and hold” WTF!? You can’t say that to me! I can’t control where my mind goes.... sheeeesh!

 At then end of yoga comes my favorite time…when you just lay there flat on your back and “relax” and just breath in and out… they fool you with thinking that’s all yoga is...oh no, TRUST ME it’s 59 minuets of pure hell before that “relax time” starts. After yoga I inhaled a bottle of water and then 5 different wine samples, 1 whole glass of my favorite wine, various amounts of cheese, grapes, and flat bread pizzas! It was FANTASTIC. I highly recommend doing one of these “adventures” one day! All of the wine was delicious and the flat bread pizzas that they make on site were OUTSTANDING. We had one that was a sweet fig based pizza with cheese, pears, and pecans which sounds extremely weird right? HELLO, it was AMAZING. Angela and I both agreed that we loved this winery, we loved the yoga, and we loved each other. It was a fantastic Saturday because at 1pm we had worked out and already gotten a buzz. That’s the kind of weekend dreams are made of right there. Can’t I be filthy rich and just do these kinds of things every day? 

SOOOO good.

I'm a hot mess and look at Ang being all cute...

Ho.

 The day didn’t end there for me though… but I’ll save that for later!

Froyo & Jager

Let me just start this off by saying out much I LOVE 3 day weekends.

 I think every weekend should be 3 days, it is the perfect amount of time to rest after 4 days of working… why can’t this happen?

THREE day weekends people VOTE FOR THAT in November.

 Anyways, Friday started off magical being that CK and I finally had a day off together for the first time in over a month! I miss getting to hang out with that knucklehead on the weekends since he is always working now. We decided that we would wake up, go to the gym, go to the movies (we finally saw The Hunger Games!), then maybe some shopping, and finally to his show at the Hard Rock for Happy Hour that night. All went as planned except CK has been a little under the weather so he didn’t go to the gym since he had to sing later (but I went!) and we didn’t have time for shopping and instead had our first Froyo bar experience which did not disappoint. I have told CK about Froyo and bloggers for a few months now (to which he tells me he does not remember) and how much I have wanted to go because:

 1. I like trying everything in small amounts

 2. I like to make my own “creations”

 and

 3. I freaking love Froyo.

 We walked over to Peaks which was right by the movie theater after watching The Hunger Games (which did not disappoint it was heartbreaking wonderful and I may even like Peeta a little more now) and once inside CK got really confused. I swear this place didn’t really have signs either and if he would have gone in without me he would have probably just left or gotten $65.00 worth of Froyo. In any case once I figured out where to start the fun began. CK has a PROBLEM with sweets and the sheer SIZE of the buckets you had to choose from where awful! Their “small” bucket was better than a PINT… HUGE. Of course CK had to fill his up… and the whole time I’m like you have to pay for the weight of it…. Meanwhile he keeps loading on chocolate chips and strawberries and eating some every once in awhile and I’m like “You’re Stealing stop eating!” I’m thinking that by the time we go to pay its going to be over $20.00… but I was pleasantly surprised! Only $9.96 for both.

I tried out Pistachio, Cheesecake, and Red Velvet Froyo with a variety of toppings.

   Meanwhile the beast got Chocolate and Strawberry Froyo with God knows what.

 All in all it was pretty good but I want to see what other stores have to offer us. So now, we plan to hit these up every time we see one because I have finally gotten CK on board with the program!

 What happens next is all Nicks fault. I blame him for everything.

We had to leave Peaks and head to downtown Seattle for CK’s Hard Rock as soon as we got finished because he has to be playing from 5pm-8pm during happy hour. Now, since it is now Spring and beautiful outside in Sunny Seattle (yes, I’m going there…it doesn’t rain nearly as much as everyone in the freaking world that has never even been here thinks) happy hour is now at the rooftop bar! It overlooks Pikes Place and the sound and is absolutely BEAUTIFUL.

  The bar was so crowded that for a few moments Jared, Nick, and myself had to stand because there were no open seats. (luckily this changed after about 5 minutes) After we settled in Nick wanted to do shots of jager and that’s where everything went downhill. I don’t know what got into me but I agreed and to make a long story short: I made several new friends, got extremely inebriated, almost broke my phone, and this was all before 8pm. 

Jared & the bad influence.

CK doing his thing

Once the show was over our party minus Jared (because of stupid work boo!) and plus a new friend (Jen I think is her name??) moved to another bar where I danced in a booth and was told I could only have water to drink. Well, ladies and gents that’s the ONLY thing I wanted in the first place so Nah. I do have to say that this might be the KEY to getting quick service at this bar… I have NEVER gotten water and food as quickly as I did that night. (Note to self) I don’t really recall that much after well, leaving the Hard Rock but from what I am told it was a pretty fun night. I blame Nick with everything in my soul because I never take shots especially of Jager and it’s just simply all his fault.  This all lead to a very interesting morning…. I had a yoga and wine tasting date at 11am the next day with my girl Angela… ehh... I bet you can only imagine how prepared I was for that.