One of the crazier experiences that I’ve noticed lately, is how few possessions I have.
I still own the same number of things or -to be more accurate- the things I’ve purchased over the years are still in my house, but they’re no longer “my” things. They’re “ours.”
For instance.
Today Claire and I were discussing honeymoon locations when Claire said:
Why don’t you look that up on the ipad?
An innocent enough statement, you might say. But let’s look at the implications here. Continue reading
WordPress‘s joke of the day is that we posted an April Fool’s post. Well done, WordPress. Well done. (I just thought it was something Jamey posted.)
In other news, the sun has finally decided to descend upon Charleston once more. It is a good sign for things ahead and races tomorrow, along with visits from friends, a potential Firefly Distillery tasting Saturday afternoon, and Jamey’s return home.
My favorite street in Charleston today.
I’m not always mushy mush when he heads out of town for work, but I think visiting this blog incites those sentiments. Updating you on our going-ons leads me to think of him, and so of course mushiness is bound to ensue from time to time whenever I miss him – even if he’s only gone for a few days. Basically, I’m just ridiculous.
I guess it’s going to take us bickering over something for me to tamp down those feelings, but even then Jamey finds ways to amuse me.
So until the next installment in the lives of J&C, have a great weekend. Let’s hope I have enough energy to write a post for you for Monday!
Love, Claire
Walkin' down Broad on this bright sunny day
At some point in the past couple months, I decided to become a runner.
This has now resulted in me signing up for two races this month, one of them this coming Saturday and the other in a few more weeks.
Now, my dear friend Sadie is coming into Charleston and staying the weekend to run this race. The Cooper River Bridge Run is a big enough deal that people come in from all over the world to run it.
Needless to say, I am slightly panicking.
Not only is the race a 10k, but there are a lot of people who run it. Granted, I have done the Peachtree Road Race (another 10k) in the past, but I didn’t know where I was going and basically asked my mom to stop and walk every 3/4 mile. It was an “Are we there yet?” scenario, but I did make it to the end in one whole piece without completely collapsing.
I think the reason I am panicking this time is because I think I am in way worse shape. Although, I have been able to run several miles lately without needing to fall down and collapse on the sidewalk after, so maybe I’m not too bad? Either way, I just know that I am going to be swarmed in the mass of this:
And this:
The claustrophobia aspect of it also freaks me out: I can barely handle being on a machine directly next to someone at the gym.
I’d also like to add that unlike other 10k’s, this one requires me to cross a bridge with quite an intense incline over a wide body of water: Continue reading
Sunday evening was a cold, wet, chilly time that called for one thing and one thing only: chili.
The best thing about our smoker (aside from its delicious smokiness) is that it stocks us with a week’s worth of meat. This could be because we never can seem to pick anything less than a eight pound cut (hey, when it’s on sale how can you pass up a deal? I bought a six pound corned beef for $3 after St. Patrick’s Day…but hey again! That’s a heckuva deal! And you know we will eat it.)
The pork butt we cooked over a week ago is still good and fat in our fridge, needing to be used. We have been adding it here and there to our meals (I might have overdosed on pork while Jamey was gone last week), but I suggested a white bean chili as our next leftover pork venture in lieu of chicken.
Based on a recipe by the Pioneer Woman, I bring you Jamey and Claire ‘s Other White Chili.
Jamey & Claire 