Then I took Maple for a run. It was her first run ever. She was so excited! So was I; I haven't been out for a run in MONTHS, especially since school started. But then... Maple stopped for a bathroom break, I tied my shoe and we started again. And then she crossed in front of me, and I stepped on her leg. Ouch! She let out a yelp. Normally, I try to shake it off and keep going, and she usually does too. Then she stopped and tried to run on three legs. Her little leg was all curled up under her. So I said, "Okay, let's walk it home." And she tried that too, poor thing, but still, three legs only. So I carried her home, feeling guilty as sin. When home, she was able to walk on it, and throughout the afternoon, she was back to her usual self. Trust me, biscuits and cuddling were given!
After a shower, and groveling, I got to work on my lunch.
I made a Mediterranean-inspired salad of spinach, tomato and cucumber tossed in a red wine vinaigrette. Then I plopped some plain yogurt on top and sprinkled with lentils. I had a fruit salad on the side with some watered-down limeade. It was scrumptious.
Kendall got off from work early, and he gave me my gift...
Like a dutch oven! I've wanted one for months (years?) now, and he got me one! I can't wait to use it. And look at that color! It's truly beautiful. He also got me a vegetable peeler and I ended up returning it for a zester, which I didn't have. Score!
I should probably mention that I love my husband. Because he is my best friend. And sometimes, I might say things on my birthday because I'm grouchy about things in life, and he takes it. And he still loves me. And then he makes me dinner. Heroic, no?
Speaking of dinner, how about this?
Chicken cacciatore with green bell peppers and asparagus and some alfredo noodles with asparagus. Delish! Thanks hubs!
All in all, a good birthday.