One Week Down, Fifty-One to Go!

Made it through the first full week of 2015! Whoo! I seriously questioned whether 2015 should be a year of staying in bed, many times last week.

I did manage to use my elliptical once, and cook a new meal for myself once. Go me! The recipe really wasn’t that difficult, just some Ranchy Chicken and Potatoes, but it came out ok. The potatoes were a little undercooked, and I probably used too much ranch, but the chicken itself was delicious! And I didn’t give myself food poisoning!

Speaking of food poisoning, the hubby and I started watching the newest season Worst Cooks in America. It makes me feel much better about my (lack of) cooking skills. I have neither set the kitchen or fire, or made anyone go to the hospital (knock on wood). There is one girl on this season that the hubby said reminds him of me – she drinks half a bottle of wine, then pretends to be Julia Child. No comment.

I’m going to edit one of my resolutions from my last post (I’ve decided I can do that). Rather than just cook something new every week, I’m going to add an alternative of trying a new restaurant. One of my FILs is planning on taking me and the hubby out to a new place for our Christmas present later this week. I am very excited! What’s the point of living in the New Orleans area if you aren’t going to take advantage of all the great food and restaurants?? The plan is to go to Ristorante Filippo. It’s one of the places we’ve heard about, so hopefully it will be good!

We’ve also gotten one short trip in since the beginning of the year. Nothing very exciting – just a long weekend to Shreveport, LA, for the hubby’s job and to relax a little over the New Year’s holiday. For those of you who don’t know, there isn’t really much to do except casino’s. They supposedly have a nice boardwalk area, but it was raining and cold the ENTIRE time, so we just bought some wine and watched football/movies in the hotel room. It was much needed and actually pretty enjoyable!

Finally, we managed to get all of the Christmas decorations put up this weekend, which was both satisfying and depressing. I love having my house all decorated for Christmas, but I hate actually putting everything up or taking everything down. My calves are killing me from bringing everything up the stairs and then helping load it into the attic. Luckily, the hubby managed the heavier stuff, but still. BUT, since it has to go eventually, I’m glad everything looks back to normal.

Maybe our schedule can get back to normal as well.