In the morning I'm gonna run like I robbed a bank.

In the morning, for the first time ever, I'll be running in the KeyBank Vermont City Marathon. And while I wish with all of my heart I was conditioned enough to run the full marathon, the obvious truth is that I'm so not. So this year I'm participating as part of a relay team and will be running a 6.1 mile leg. Perhaps next year I'll get my ass in grear and bump that up to 13.1? I mean, after running my first half in October with Jen I'll practically be a pro, right?

Pfffft. The day I'm a half marathon pro is the day pigs fly and my husband eats onions...

So this year, for now, I'm stretching, chugging water like the morning after my bachelorette party and praying for a good nights rest. I've got my outfit neatly arranged on my dresser, my headphones and iPhone arm band packed in my purse and my alarm set for 5:45. 

Wish me luck, friends! Come morning this chick plans to rock the shit outa those 6.1 miles.

I'm gonna run like I just robbed a bank. 


Finish The Sentence

Happy Thursday dumplings!

Two of the piss-your-pants-funniest bloggers I know, Jake and Holly, are back again today with some more Finish The Sentence fun. Even more than the fact that tomorrow is an In-Service day at school, I love reading everyone's posts from this link up. If you're having a rough day and need to some venting-laughter, be sure to hop around and read peoples responses to these. There are truly some gems. 

My best friend says... every single time she sees me, that when she's met her goal weight later this summer (she's currently lost almost 100lbs people. 100 pounds. That's a WHOLE TEENAGER!!) that she wants me to make her a chocolate cupcake, with an Oreo base, a Rolo center, and a mountain of chocolate buttercream with rivers of homemade salted caramel oozing down. I'm afraid she'll puke from sugar overload, but nevertheless you can bet your ass I'll make her the best damn oreo-rolo-cupcake I can because she deserves it. I'm so proud of her.

People call me... an 'old soul,' which is a shitty polite way of saying I'm in my mid 20s and old and lame and boring. Whatever. This Grandma is happy.
The best part of my day... is any time I'm eating. I live for breakfast, and lunch, and snack, and dinner. 

I really don't understand... anything mathematical. I know I've got my teaching degree and soon it'll be my responsibility to fill young minds with oodles of valuable information, but I'm truly a doof when it comes to math. For cereal.

I get really annoyed... when the Wifi shits the bed in the middle of me trying to correct a spelling/grammatical error on my blog/Facebook status/ Tweet. I get so overcome with rage I could punch a baby. (I feel its important here that I specify I would never actually punch a baby. It's a figure of speech. Well, here in Vermont anyway).

There's nothing like a... bottle of Woodchuck beer and a giant slab of funfetti cake with rainbow chip frosting. 

Lately, I can't get enough... water and protein shake. Seriously. I'm so desperate to fix this hatred for running in the heat thing I've developed. I ugly cried for nearly all of mile 2 during my puny pathetic 3 miler on Monday. Words cannot describe how awful it went in the 83 degree heat and pelting sunshine. I'm lame and I need help before I curl into a ball and spend my days rocking back and forth.

One thing I am NOT is... quiet or shy. Since the age of 2, Dad has referred to me as 'loud mouth.' True story.
I spent too much money on... college. Between my undergraduate and postgraduate degree abroad, I'm well and truly in the hole. College debt blows the big one.

I want to learn.... to speak French and Italian. 

If I ever met Jake in real life , I would... stalk up with an abundant amount of alcohol and insist we watch a drunken F.R.I.E.N.D.S. marathon together. It would be the shit.

I can't stop... cracking my knuckles. I'm sure my joints will look like Quasimodo soon but that ain't stopping me.  

Never have I ever... pooped in a pool. The reason I say this is because I know people who have (I specifically remember a turd floating around in our high school pool one year). I have, however, peed in a pool as a child. And you know you've peed in a pool before too so don't even make that face!
Reese Witherspoon... is a twonk. Have you heard the police tape they've released with her repeatedly asking that officer who pulled her drunken husband over if he knows who she is. Actually, I believe her exact words are. "Um excuse me sir, but do you know my name? What's my name?" 


Weight Watchers friendly Veggie Gyros with Garlic Greek Yogurt Sauce

Before our Charity Casino Night on Saturday, the fam all went out to dinner at a local restaurant. Both Mom and Sonya ended up ordering these Chicken Gyro things that I spent the duration of the meal trying to steal bites of. They were a-maze-balls. Puffy garlic pita bread, crisp veggies, creamy sauce. Everything you want in a good satisfying meal.

So, as usual, I spent yesterday afternoon brainstorming how I could recreate the same yummy Gyro-ness at home, for a fraction of the restaurant price and with a fraction of the calories. Along with Sonya's help, we cleverly tweaked our homemade gyros so that they were Weight Watchers friendly, yet still entirely delicious. The following recipe is what we came up with. And take my word when I say, ours are even better than the restaurants.

Toot toot!
(yeah, that's my own horn).
Veggie Gyros
6 Weight Watchers ProPoints Each
Veggie Filling Ingredients
(These are basically just your favorite vegetables thinly sliced. Below is a list of what we used, however feel free to change it up according to your taste buds)

Alfalfa Sprouts
Green Peppers
Red Onion
Black Olives
Fresh Cilantro

Also, for you meat eaters out there, feel free to add garlic marinated chicken or steak to this. It would be yummy in the tummy. Just keep in mind that the above Weight Watchers Point Count for this recipe is based on a veggie only gyro.
Garlic Greek Yogurt Dipping Sauce
3/4 cup Cabot Greek-Style Yogurt
1 Packet of Hidden Valley Ranch Dressing seasoning
1 Tbl skim or buttermilk
2 cloves fresh garlic, finely chopped
8 chives, finely chopped
1 Tbl fresh dill, finely chopped
Sea salt and pepper to taste
Pizza Dough
The above Betty Crocker Pizza Dough recipe is the ONLY pizza dough recipe I use (unless I'm making calzones). It is my mothers, and a true tried and tested winner. This is what you'll be using to create your own Gyro dough, although we'll be adding a few extra ingredients for additional flavor. 

2 tsp dry yeast
1 cup warm water
1 tsp sugar
1 tsp sea salt
fresh ground black pepper
2 Tbl olive oil
4 cloves of grated garlic
8 chives finely chopped
2 1/2 cups flour

As stated above, disolve water and yeast in a bowl until bubbly. Add to the remaining ingredients, and mix in a large bowl until a dough is formed. Although the recipe only asks you rest the dough for 5 minutes, in the Cousino household we always allow the dough 20-30 minutes to rise. 

Assembly Directions:
  1. While your dough is resting, preheat grill to Medium heat (you will be cooking your pita's this way).
  2. Thinly slice all vegetables and set aside. (If adding grilled meat, now is when you'd start grillin' it up Bobby Flay style, baby!)
  3. Prepare Greek Yogurt Sauce by mixing all of the ingredients together and allowing to set in fridge.
  4. Portion your pizza dough into 5oz balls. On lightly floured surface, roll out into thin round discs. Brush with garlic oil, salt and pepper. Grill on each side until golden brown grill marks appear (approximately 2-4 mins each side). Remove and allow to cool slightly.
  5. Assemble gyro by spreading 1 TBL of the Cabot Greek Yogurt sauce across homemade grilled pita bread. Add sliced vegetables and grilled meat. Salt and pepper. Fold as you would a taco.
  6. Stuff your face and most importantly, ENJOY!



Happy Sunday friends!

This weekend (or, in reality, this whole past week) has been filled with 70 degree temperatures, alcoholic beverages, poolside shenanigans and Springtime sunshine - which, of course, inevitably lead to sunburns. The weather here in little ol' Vermont has been warm, bright and oh so unbelievably glorious. Spring is most definitely here.

Yesterday some of my best girlfriends came over to lounge in the sun and help Sonya and I clean Mom and Dad's pool. As usual, Tasha said the hell with it and jumped right into the concoction of spiders, bees, leaves and god-knows-what-else. None of the rest of us were as brave (or stupid! Haha!). Mom and Sonya used good ol Vermont ingenuity and put one of Dad's work ladders across the pool to work as a shelf, and that's where this pansy plunked herself for the duration of our cleaning expedition. Being the good friend that I am, I let Tasha bask in all of the buggy, leafy, dirty year old pool water glory. Nevertheless, within an hour we had the pool cleaned and could relax the beautiful sunshine. Together we chose a nice spot on the grass to lay our lawn chairs and towels, and it wasn't long before the overwhelming stench of poop wafted to my nose. Yep. Leave it to me to lay my towel approximately 2 feet from a nice fresh pile of dog shit.
Last night the hubs and I joined the rest of the fam for a 'Casino Night' which raised money for local businesses/charities. Dad spent the evening laughing hysterically and kicking ass at the craps table (he won some stupid amount, like 10s of thousands of dollars in fake paper money and raffle tickets) while Carl enjoyed playing Poker, and Jordan, Sonya, Mom and I tried our hand at Blackjack. I haven't had as  much fun as I did last night in a while. Both Sonya and I nearly pissed our pants when we ended up getting 21 and doubling up on GINORMOUS bets. One right after another. We have some serious finger crossing, shit luck and 'Sisterly Love' to thank for that.
Last Saturday the I took the hubby for the first time to Shelburne Farms. What the hell is Shelburne Farms you say? To which I reply, allow me to copy and paste the little blurb from their website because they've defined it better than I ever could:

 Shelburne Farms is a nonprofit education organization whose mission is to cultivate a conservation ethic for a sustainable future.  Our campus is a 1,400-acre working farm and National Historic Landmark on the shores of Lake Champlain in Shelburne, Vermont. 

Throughout my childhood I've visited Shelburne Farms on numerous field trips - it's a favorite for the local schools. They have over 8 miles of walking trains (or, if you're feeling less energetic a tractor wagon ride). An animal petting section filled with goats, chickens, donkeys, lambs (which they use to support the kitchen in their Inn - slightly morbid, but nevertheless true). A bakery, dairy barn, cheese making section, old fashioned woodcrafting section and a gorgeous Inn & Coach House down by beautiful Lake Champlain. In my opinion Shelburne Farms is truly one of the most beautiful places to visit in Vermont, and one of my all time favorites. It's fabulous to bring children to (I brought one of my kiddos on a field trip there just last week and in the future the little Anderson's will spend many a day on the Farm) or a romantic little getaway for your honey. Officially, until May 11th it's considered 'off-peak season', so that meant Carl and I didn't have to pay to enter the grounds. The cheese making or woodcrafting wasn't open to the public yet, but the walking trails, animals, and bakery were there to enjoy. Both of my visits there, both with my husband and with my kiddo, were so much fun. While you're there time passes slower, the grass smells sweeter and the beautiful simplistic charm of Vermont overwhelms you. I can't wait to go back.

Last week I saw Megan share on Istagram a picture of her new bedding she bought from Overstock.com and I nearly died. For a while now I've been contemplating purchasing new bedding - something that I could take with us into our house and work a room around (paint, furniture, curtains etc), So when I saw Megan's picture I fell in love. It was exactly what I'd been envisioning. This morning the hubby and I agreed on its perfectness (ok, more like he said "Oh yeah, babe! That's lovely! Very nice!" while his eyes darted back and forth to his Liverpool vs Everton football match) and I went ahead and ordered it (with my new customer 10% off and free shipping. Boom!). I'm seriously too impatient for everything the 5-10 business day delivery estimation and wish it were here right now. I also think it's safe to say I've never been so excited for bedding and pillows in my entire life. I'mofficiallyanoldmarriedlady.com
If you're just as in love as me - I got it here!

Summery nails.
More bike rides with Sister.
 I've been enjoying local bakery deliciousness in the form of Blackberry Scones and Poppyseed bagels with scallion cream cheese.
This time of year especially, I stop to really appreciate and admire where I call home. With its clean green parks, quaint Main Street churches and weekend Farmers Markets, Vermont is truly a gorgeous place to live.

I can't wrap my mind around how it's May already. How is that even possible? I feel like just yesterday I was blogging about the snow day as a result of the 2 feet of snow bucketing down. How can it be warm enough already for pool cleaning and sunburns?

Guess it's true what they say. Time flies when you're having fun.


Epic Fail.

So, I had fully intended to jump on the whole 'blog every day in May' bandwagon...

But it's now the 2nd of May and I haven't composed a single post.

Clearly I'm the definition of a lazy ass blog failure.

But not for long. Starting tomorrow I'm back with a vengeance, friends. No more empty promises, no more slacking. I've finally got my shit together. Which means all kinds of fun shenanigans and pointless rambling to share with the world.

As Arnold once said...
I'll be back.

Love love love