Cravings & Memories

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True story: 3 times this morning, I remembered it was Friday and did a little dance. BRING ON THE WEEKEND.

Yes, I suppose that means that at least 3 times this morning I had forgotten it was Friday, as well.  This may or may not have something to do with the fact that, as I’ve mentioned before, it is officially “busy season” at the office.  Busy season of normal work stuff PLUS physical inventory going on EQUALS a whole lot of a reason to dance every time you remember it’s Friday.  Just trust me on this.

I’ve mentioned Katy’s lovely little series of Weekend Cravings before, and when I found myself with some time to spare [FINALLY! It’s felt like a lot of go-go-go this week!] I decided a perfect way to welcome the weekend would be to participate today with my own post.  Bring on the list making – WooHoo!!!!!!!! [<- This may be the sugar free red bull talking.]

Katy Loves

 1. Viewing something dark and twisted. It’s Friday the 13th, after all.  Doesn’t it seem like scary movies are the right thing to do on such a fated day?  This year instead of a horror movie, I’m hoping to convince Nicholas to watch an episode or two of Grimm.  We started watching it on Hulu a few weeks ago, and have been making our way through a few episodes each weekend.  I love that Grimm is dark at the core yet manages to have interesting story lines and a bit of witty banter and well written jokes along the way. WIN.

2. Lots of hours spent on HLB. A lot of new and exciting changes may be on the way for the site soon – and I am pumped to jump in and get to work on it all.  I have a few days to pull together a bunch of information before a very important meeting early next week.  I’m thinking a good chunk of the next two days will be spent working on HLB stuff at the coffee shop I love so much. Bring on the Americanos!

3. A new running route. So far this week, I’ve managed one out of three of my goal runs.  I’ve still got one 40 minute and one 70 minute run to cross of the list.  I think it’s time for me to head in a new direction in my neighborhood to add a bit of freshness to my training.  And after reading [and re-reading] this post from Ashley, I’m thinking I should finally surrender and add the hill side of the village to the route planning. I’ve been avoiding those inclines for far too long!

4. Frozen cherries. Especially after reading Sarah’s post today and learning she found them, and other frozen fruits, at a steal of a deal at her local market. So jealous!  As I said in a comment on her post, “I am longing to try frozen cherries and chocolate milk blended up for a post run recovery drink [research shows both are great refueling choices after running hard – those cherries carry anti-inflammatory goodness that is essential for my shin-splint prone self!]” – which I’m pretty sure I already mentioned when I shared the awesomeness that is the Strawberry Chocolate Milk-shake.

5. A trip down memory lane. Earlier this week, Nick found a year book from his Senior year of high school, buried in a box.  When I saw that the book had been brought into the apartment, I took it as a sign that it was time for me to dig out my own year book collection.  And by “dig out” I may or may not mean pick up the lot of them from next to my side of the bed.  Apparently this says something about my love of nostalgia and being a “life romantic.” 

Once we brought the yearbooks out, we made plans to spend some time flipping through them together soon.  I love the idea of sharing pages with one another, swapping stories filled with memories of all sorts. I think it’s a fun way to get to know a bit more about our individual histories – don’t you?

Of course, I didn’t want you to feel completely left out of this trip down the lane of memories, so I did some digging up of the files to put together a little walk of Heather’s history of your own 😉  I hope you are ready to enjoy some embarassing old photos of my life. Ha!

When I was in high school….

Clearly, I was involved in all kinds of extracurriculars during my days at Lodi High School.  I even participated a bit in athletics! [read: Athlete is not a dirty word!]  I did a little bit of this and a little bit of that and I look back on those four years with a-whole-lot of fondness!  What about you? I’d love to know what kind of things were you active with in high school?

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12 thoughts on “Cravings & Memories

    1. Heather Post author

      i actually saw that you were from Baraboo on your blog recently and was debating on sending you an email trying to persuade you I wasn’t a crazy – I bet we know some of the same folks, as I worked in the Dells for five summers and know Baraboo people, too!

  1. Krissie J

    I was mostly involved with soccer, but also honors society, spanish club (though I don’t think we actually did anything haha), and cheerleading. Love seeing all these pics of younger you! 😀
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  2. Stina

    I was a swimmer for the first three years of high school which really limited my ability to participate in other extracurricular activities. (Except yearbook but it was an actual class at my high school.)

    However my senior year I was a total over achiever with the extracurriculars. I was on student council, SADD, peer tutoring, peer jury (through the township), Snowflake, mathletes, Scholastic Bowl, and several others that I can’t recall right now. I was also unofficially yearbook staff since the class conflicted with AP English.
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  3. Grant

    Love the pictures, Heather! Don’t forget that you and Danielle had great fun covering my office walls with stories/TA quizzes. Hope all is well.

  4. Andrea

    Ok, you were a drum major?? My respect for you just went up 6 fold… band was my thing in high school, and the drum major is like the queen of the band nerds! haha, love it. I played trumpet and french horn, and it was such a blast. My band had over 250 members in its fullest year, and most of my friends were in band because we spent so much time together. Did you play an instrument before going drum major, or did you start in the color guard?
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    1. Heather Post author

      Oh, girlfriend. I was not THAT kind of drum major.

      Yes, I did play saxophone – but our school was VERY small – only 400 or so people. In order to be in guard, you had to play an instrument. But then, my sister moved to Texas during her high school years and I learned all about high school band of another story. And my ex was a drum line instructor their, too! I’ve been to many marching comps in TX.

      So – my drum major-ness is not as impressive as say, this girl:

  5. sarah @ sarah learns

    i made a smoothie with frozen cherries, banana, almond milk, and chocolate protein powder today – it was delicious! 🙂

    i love looking through my old yearbooks! my favorite thing is to look at what brad wrote in there when we were just friends. neither of us had any inkling at all that we’d end up married to each other some day.

    i was super active in high school – softball was my main sport, but i also played volleyball and basketball. then i was in key club, student senate, nhs, math club, chorus, and extracurricular choral groups. plus i worked at culver’s. honestly, i don’t know how i did it. i was NEVER home.
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  7. Amanda

    I look back on high school and wonder how in the world I did everything I did. Class VP, cheerleader, super involved in my youth group, student council, leadership council, who knows what else. I find it comical that, since moving to NY (I went to HS in TX), I can’t ever mention that I was a cheerleader because it’s like tattooing nerd on my head. My bf (went to HS in CT) still assumes I was a supernerd because I was a cheerleader. Not that I care, as I proudly claim my inner nerd these days. But the thing that makes me a nerd is most certainly not that I was a cheerleader. Haha. Memories!

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