this is pretty much my life's mantra.
but it's also what i did this weekend.
(after Nick scraped me off the couch, post-mild-nervous-breakdown)
was date night
we managed to find Jamaican food in San Antonio.
i did not, however, document it on film.
we watched Friday Night Lights when we got home.
(nothing says Texas like watching FNL on a Friday night)
(except maybe watching an actual high school football game on a Friday night)
we went here:
and i ate this:
there's two more sides under the green beans and the mac and cheese
i didn't starve.
i also only drank one of those beers.
this is possibly the classiest thing about Texas:
we call it what it is:
Fresh Killed Meat
and i've officially lost all vegan followers.
it was bound to happen eventually.
these next few weeks are a bit hectic:
Physical Fitness Test tomorrow (thanks, Air Force. lookin forward to it.)
start nights in the Cardiac Care Unit on Friday
inlaws are coming to visit next Thursday
take Step 3 of my boards next Friday
so please don't be offended that instagram pics (mostly of food) are the best i can do these days.