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Mid-week meal + workout plan

Better late than never?  Holidays (Easter) followed by other holidays (Marathon Monday a.k.a. Patriots Day) make for a delightful disruption to our routine, but a disruption nevertheless.  

We celebrated a really happy Easter at the Cape with our family and returned to the city Monday night with a little bit of chocolate… and a lot of delicious leftovers.   I like when my meals both plan and (sort of) make themselves.

meal workout plan for week of 4/18

Meal plan for the week of 4/17

  • Leftover roasted sweet potato salad (vegan): this is great in a quesadilla with some cheese and black beans
  • Salad + leftover wild rice with peas and pistachios
  • Baked stuffed sweet potatoes + salad
  • Taco night or burrito bowls
  • Spinach + artichoke quinoa bake

Workout plan for the week of 4/17

  • Sunday: Easter tabata + Run (done)
  • Monday: MB home workout (done)
  • Tuesday: MB home workout + Daily Burn barre (done)
  • Wednesday: MB class + this stretching routine (done)
  • Thursday: MB self-assessment + lots of stretching/foam rolling
  • Friday: MB class + Run
  • Saturday: Run

This is the final week of the Mama Beasts spring challenge (hence all the MB business above).  It’s been so fun to work with our team and to push myself a bit harder than usual.  A new session of classes starts on Monday — you can find all the details here!  I’m also so glad I re-started the Couch 2 5k program (using the app).  I’ve been able to switch things up for most runs, completing some solo and some with the double stroller (i.e. 50 lbs. of children + 37 lbs. of stroller) and on varied terrain (track, Harborwalk in Southie, hills on the Cape).  It’s really nice to be back in the running-ish groove.

For those who have asked, I have the Baby Jogger Summit X3 Double (the 2016 model, which is what I have, is currently on sale on Amazon) and really like it.  I had a single BOB before Nick was born and liked that too, but find the Summit to be a bit more solid and comfortable for the kids.

Alright, time to dive into those leftovers.

Also On Tap for Today:

What’s on your menu this week?

Hopeful waiting.

It’s the day before Easter and I’m sitting at our kitchen table at the Cape.  The house is quiet in a way that it is almost never quiet.  

hopeful waiting

Nick and Grace went to run errands, picking up bird seed and putting air in our running stroller tires.  Baby Nick is napping.  And Clark is perched on a side table (definitely not allowed, but I’m not in a rule enforcing mood), keeping watch over the neighborhood.

As soon as Nick was asleep, I started checking items off my list.  We have family coming down for the holiday and I am buzzing with excitement.  I set out our dishes and started thinking about what would go where.  I rearranged items in the fridge and pretended like I had functioning spacial relations skills (I don’t).  I contemplated ironing the tablecloths, but

  1.  LOL, NO. 
  2. I don’t think we have an iron at this house

I was four or five items in on the list when something grabbed my attention– a bird chirping in the yard or a neighbor out walking (our weekend life on the Cape is so different from our regular life in the city).

I decided to scrap the list (for now) and just listen.  

There are so many pieces (big and small) of the Easter story to meditate and pray on that I think I could start and never be done (and for sure, my list would remain unfinished).  But it’s the hopeful waiting that I’m feeling especially aware of today– the way that faith can carry us forward because we know there is good to be found (and celebrated), the way it can help us transform times of worry, anxiety, stress or restlessness.

I have such a tendency to fill the time, as if doing, doing, doing would speed us along to the next thing.  (Though most often, it feels as if life is speeding ahead and I’m hanging on to the tailgate… and not in a cool, like, stunt-person-on-a-skateboard way.)  When was the last time you really sat still?  It seems like a luxury, I know.  But is it?

I sat in that place of hopeful waiting for some time (I lost track… mostly because I had also lost my phone, which also serves as my clock… and like 900 other things).

The baby will be waking up soon, and Grace and Nick will be bounding in the door shortly.  Clark may or may not fall off the side table in excitement.  My sister, brother-in-law and nephew will be arriving soon too, and the house will be filled with happy noise.  It will be even more full tomorrow.

Eventually I’ll get around to labeling which food goes on which platter (I’m not ready to show my entire deck of neurotic cards just yet).  I’ll head out to the store, finish stuffing the eggs for tomorrow’s hunt, and go for a run.  We will help Grace dye her eggs (they’ve finally cooled down) and watch her attempt to play fetch with Clark as Nick trails behind them.

I might feel the day getting ahead of (or away from) me, but there is still so much to look forward to… so I will come back to that place of hopeful waiting.  And the place of no ironing, too.

Wishing you and yours a very happy and healthy Passover, Easter + Springtime.

Also On Tap for Today:

What’s on your mind today?

 

Today: For my Peeps.

This is probably the last post my teeth want me to write, what with our two unplanned trips to the dentist last week… but um… YOLO.  And PEEPO (that doesn’t mean anything… or at least I don’t think it does).

for my peeps

Easter is just a few days away, which means a lot of things.  In the interest of being inclusive, I’d like to focus on one (very unimportant, not at all holy) aspect of the week. Easter time is high season for Peeps.  I don’t have much of a sweet tooth, but I do love a (pure sugar) bunny or chick this time of year.

If you’re wondering what to do with the Peeps in your basket (besides get a cavity), I’ve got a few ideas.

Ideas for my Peeps (and your Peeps, too):

Happy Peepin’…

P.S. This post is not sponsored.  Nor is it particularly healthy or inspiring.  But, um… whatever.

Also On Tap for Today:

  • Push-up playdate!
  • Beautiful egg decorating ideas from Alisa Burke
  • Playing “pretend egg hunt” in our 1200 square foot condo… needless to say, many, many eggs have ended up in Clark’s food bowl

Salty or sweet?  (Both is a totally acceptable answer.)

Today: Gluten free graham crackers… and Peeps.

If the Easter Bunny left you with a heap of Peeps, I’ve got a plan for you.  It involves making gluten free graham crackers (that’s the only hard part, and it’s really not that hard… I mean, I was able to do it), committing Peepicide in your microwave and consuming 14,000 calories in the span of mere seconds.  You with me?

Gluten free graham crackers

Ingredients

  • 1.5 cups of brown rice flour (I used Bob’s Red Mill)
  • 1/2 cup cornstarch
  • 1/3 cup light brown sugar
  • 1 tsp baking powder
  • 1 tsp cinnamon
  • 1/2 tsp sea salt
  • 5 tbs cold, unsalted butter
  • 6 tbs almond milk
  • 3 tbs agave nectar

Directions

  • Preheat oven to 350 degrees Fahrenheit and line a rimmed baking sheet with parchment paper, lightly dusted with brown rice flour
  • Using a food processor or stand mixer, combine dry ingredients
  • Add butter, mixing until no large pieces are visible
  • Add almond milk and agave nectar and mix until dough is formed
  • Move dough to baking sheet and form into a rectangle and sprinkle lightly with additional brown rice flour
  • Add a second sheet of parchment paper on top of dough and roll out until the dough is approximately 1/4 inch thick (you may need to trim excess dough from the edges of the pan)
  • Remove the top sheet of parchment and score dough (I used a butter knife, but a pastry wheel or pizza cutter would likely work better), making graham cracker squares
  • Prick the dough all over with a fork or toothpick
  • Bake for 15-20 minutes, or until browned
  • Remove the graham crackers and transfer to a wire rack to cool, parchment and all
  • Once the crackers have cooled completely, break along scored lines

Notes: I adapted this recipe from glutenfreebaking.com.  I am sure you could play around with which gluten free flour  and milk you use, and substitute honey for agave nectar.  The dough is a bit dry, but it might make a good pie crust with the addition of some oil.

I found these tasty graham crackers to be less sweet than the graham crackers of my childhood (and non-gluten allergic adulthood), but in a good way.  Plus, Peeps are straight up sugar, so it all balances out in the end.  Sort of.  I melted a Peep in the microwave and sandwiched it, along with a bit of chocolate, between two grahams.  I recommend you do the same, but with one caveat:

There is a fine line between melty, gooey Peep and full on exploded Peep, so keep an eye on your microwave.  You have been warned.

I hope you enjoyed a very happy Easter.  We hit the road with Clark the Easter Frenchie (click the link for a video of him sitting in a basket, wearing rabbit ears, chomping on a carrot…) and spent a lovely, sugary day with our Peeps families.

Also On Tap for Today:

Are you a salty or sweets person?  

Today: Happy Easter, bunnies.

[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false] We’re about to hit the road for Mass and Easter dinner at my parents’ house, but I wanted to be sure to wish those of you celebrating, a very happy Easter Sunday.  To everyone ele, I’m wishing you a very happy regular Sunday.

In case you missed this last year, here is Clark doing his best impression of the Easter Bunny:

When I was little, I was terrified of the “Eater Bunny,” and as such, our baskets were filled and carefully delivered… to my dad’s car.  Can you blame me?

Keep out of my house.

Terrifying.  Speaking of terrifying, wait ’til my family cuts into this cake I baked (and then had to piece together with a big piping bag of frosting…) yesterday evening.  Looks can be deceiving.  I will be sure to post its innards later today.

Muhaha.

As I rush to dry my hair and find my missing shoe, I’ll leave you with a few more early Easter pictures.

Easter baskets for Nick and Clark.

Please don't call the MSPCA. He likes the ears, I promise.

Happy Easter from our little family to yours.

Also On Tap for Today:

What is your favorite holiday to celebrate?

Today: Hallelujah and Play Ball.

Sunday was a sacred day in the real, actual way… and also in the Red Sox way.  We celebrated both Easter and Opening Day (but at night, so it was technically Opening Night).  Strange and awesome.

Speaking of which, here’s Clark dressed up as an Easter Frenchie:

I forgot to take a picture (I was preoccupied by an omnipresent fear that Clark was peeing on something… or someone… inside my parents’ house), but I made a really fun cake, inspired by my hero, Martha Stewart.  I liked this cake (I think it was in the March issue of MSL)… but thought it needed some crushed Oreo dirt… and then I went a little wacko with the frosting tint… and well… I really need to practice restraint.  My sister made some really tasty appetizers including Mexican pinwheels.  And then she served up a main course of coo-coo:

Man, I love this goober.

I love being home and surrounded by my kinfolk.  I felt badly fleeing the suburbs so early in the (holy) day, but I had Opening Night tickets and I think even Jesus understands that you don’t say no to Opening Day Night.  That may have been an overreach.  I probably should have left Jesus out of it.  Anyway, I seem to have magical powers when it comes to Red Sox ticket lotteries, because I almost always “win” the opportunity to spend monies on tickets– Opening Day, Red Sox v. Yankees, Green Monster seats… you name it.  The “best available” button worked wonders this time around, and we found ourselves in the front row of a loge box just behind the Sox dugout.

We got up close and personal with this creeper (And you wonder why I made my parents keep our Easter baskets in the car when I was little?  I did not want this terrifying beast hopping into our house).

Nightmares. Lots of them.

The weather was unbelievable, Johnny Pesky was adorable, Pedro was in the house, and the baseball (and liturgical) season began anew.

Also On Tap for Today:

Do you root, root, root for the home team?