Don't bother eating heathy, the universe forbids it

Believe it or not, I have a ton of interesting activities to report this Sunday. Granted, the majority took place Thursday night, not on the actual weekend, but it still counts.

Yes, Thursday night I engaged in more social activities than probably 99% of my weekends. First, I attended our after work teacher bootcamp class, although I could only stay for 10 minutes, that's how busy and important I am. (It still hurt).

Then, I went over to my friend Michelle's house to meet her new baby! This would be way more exciting if I actually had pictures of her, but we were too busy talking, so just trust me, she's 5 weeks old and absolutely gorgeous.

From there, I headed to the running store for a group run, even though it was like in the teens and windy and freezing. I survived four miles with my friend Alex and then we went out for dinner/drinks with a few other friends. Still, no pictures, so imagine a gigantic burger stuffed with cheese and jalapenos. I stayed out until the late hour of 9pm. The drive home was devoted to self - flagellation for my terrible decision to live without burgers for what is still currently more than half my life. Also, I'm ashamed to admit this, but I used to be one of those people who ordered salads instead of fries. It's a miracle I have any friends after such shenanigans.

Friday night I returned to my usual speed. We had pizza and a How I Met Your Mother  marathon on the couch. I did discover something lifechanging though. Did you know you can get stuffed crust pizza in the frozen section of the grocery store? And it's actually really good?

The slogan is true!

Be warned, though, the box is deceiving. It looks huge, but Eric had to go back to the store to get a second one because it was way too small for two normal adults. I also bought a salad, to try to be a little healthy, but it was disgusting and slimy so I made Eric return it when he went to get the second pizza. That was clearly the universe telling us not to even bother.

On Saturday I worked on my project for grad school. I'm in my capstone class (graduate in August!). That means that you get a huge ass project assigned in January, it's due in May, and then they're like "ok go!". No actual classes or anything in between. It sounds great, but that's a bit of a problem for people like me who aren't motivated in the slightest. My advisor emailed this week and said we should be working 8-10 hours a week on it. Um, that's a part time job. That I'm actually paying them for. With money from my full time job, that already keeps me what I consider busy enough. Long story short, I don't like this.

I did take a break to do a little run outside. We are supposedly getting another huge storm tomorrow, so I think it's safe to say winter is never ending and the snow will be here forever.

I was really looking forward to Saturday night though. First of all, I was reunited with the pottery frog I painted a few weeks ago.

From this

To this

To this!

Second of all, I met my besties downtown for a girls dinner/shopping trip. I stuffed my face with delicious Pad Thai and had some exciting Five and Below finds.

GIANT PEEPS EXIST. Pink ones for size reference.

I got Eric this cup. It matches a shirt he owns.

What's the most delicious thing you ate all weekend? I need ideas, this weekend will be hard to top.