At around 10 yesterday morning, we got an email that the office would be closing at noon due to the snow in the forecast. Georgia is not used to snow. We don’t know what to do with it. Even thought it hadn’t started snowing yet, I high-tailed it out of there right at 12. I came home to this:
And two hours later, to this:
This is may-juh snow here, peeps. So much so that the city sort of shut down. That didn’t really bode well for our Valentine’s Day dinner plans. Instead, we decided to go to Thaicoon, a sushi and thai place that’s literally next door to our complex.
We started out with some basil rolls:
I had the sashimi roll and the yellowtail roll for my meal. Jason ate three of the yellowtails.
I also picked at Jason’s thai dish a bit.
The plan was to eat dinner and come home and watch the Olympics but we had some wine with our meals and were in the mood to continue the fun. I texted a couple that we’re friends with and we met up with them. Our friends are really fun, but whenever we go out with them, we tend to overdo it a bit. In this case, with a Domino’s Pizza at the end of the night. Oops.
I’m actually not too mad at myself for it. Pizza happens. I have it maybe four or five times a year (aside from when I make it myself) so really are the extra calories for one night going to kill me? No. I’m just getting back on track again today. I’m about to walk Murphy and then go to the gym and do a 2-miler and some weights.