I’ve been doing a ton of eating…seriously a ton. This was post first bowl of chicken-tortilla soup and pre- huge plate of various pastas, salads, and enough dessert to induce diabetes.  I’ve also been doing some mediocre photo snapping.  They’ve been collecting dust in my stuffed iPhone memory, so here I am, unloading them for you all to enjoy.  And by you all, I really mean my dad and Russ, my two loyal and lovely fans.  Gracias, gracias.

If you follow me on Instagram (add me–> tlcohen91), you already saw this picture, but, ma and I had brunch in the city.  We went to our new favorite, Parc, where the atmosphere is lively, the service is really great, and the bread is big and plentiful.  We had no problem polishing off our meals and followed by the entire bread basket.  Winter is for a little hip padding…right…?  Right.

Before Parc, a little black coffee and homework.  I worked on some bio and the atmosphere wasn’t dead quiet, but busy enough that I only glared at the girl who had her headphones playing loud enough for me to hear.  SMH.

Post-gym breakfast on Sunday morning.  After a tough Nike Training Club workout, we quickly put together eggs, strawberries, and pumpkin-raisin toast with copious amounts of butter.  Toast x 3.  And like I said…padding on the hips.  I’ve been in serious butter mode.  Butter on everything.  EVERYTHING.

After said eating extravaganza, there was nothing I wanted more than oatmeal and blueberries and PB/AB.  Go ahead oats, go collect that cholesterol.  Thank you.

That oatmeal was eaten on a day that should have been a snow day!  4 inches of snow.  What do you mean I still have to go to physics?!  Like I said, #snope.

But my little knight in shining armor (or a snow suit…whatever), got up and shoveled the drive way and car.  Teddy looked out longingly at all that white powder that he could run away in and never be found again.

But my little knight only shoveled one car…so pops drove me to the train so he could take that car to work.  “Dad, can you drive me after you get dressed?” “I’m ready”.  Pajamas, slippers, and all.  Here he is talking to our neighbor with a nervous “Didn’t expect to see you out here hahahaha!!!”

And last, but certainly not least.  A shout-out to Russ for the beautiful roses on Valentine’s Day.  No problem that my mom thought they were for her.  And double no problem that they were only a day late.  Flowers are flowers, verdad?  🙂