Before Friday, the coolest thing I had ever won was a keychain flashlight.  The coolest thing I’ve ever won also happens to be the saddest draw prize of all time.  Really, what am I going to do with that?

But it was free, and I won it after all, and I never win anything.  Ever.  If ninety-nine pieces of paper with my name on it were thrown into a bowl, and one piece of paper that said “Adi never wins anything” was also thrown in, guess which one would be picked?  Statistics would say there was a 99% chance my name would be drawn.

Statistics aren’t reality though, and I guarantee the “Adi never wins anything” would be drawn instead.

So imagine my sheer delight, my endless excitement, the annoying squealing that came about when I saw that I won Zesty’s blog make over contest!  I think I almost know what dying of happiness would feel like, because that’s what nearly happened.

A billion big thanks to Zesty – and after he works his bloggy magic, I hope you’ll come back and see what he’s done to Oatonomy.  I’m sure he’ll do a fantastic job.

I Eat

Lately, eating seems to be all I’ve been doing.  It’s time for me to pull in the reigns.  I’ll show you some oatmeal pictures anyways…

Too bad all the full bowl shots are blurry.  Argh.

The other thing I’ve been doing, besides eating, is stopping nose bleeds.  Nose bleeds are never in fashion, friends, especially when you’re at work.  That’s no way to impress the boss – but it’s a sure fire way to creep him out.  I’m trying to keep the bleeding from the nose to a minimum at the office.  Today is the first day post-pig flu I haven’t had one – and here’s to hoping it stays that way.  Ick.

Ah yes, oats in the almond butter jar.  Is there anything more divine?  If the stars collide, pigs fly and money starts growing on a tree in the backyard – all in the same day – and I end up getting married, I think an oatmeal buffet served in old nut butter jars is a must at a reception.  A wedding for the books!  (Okay, maybe people wouldn’t be saying positive things about it, but they’d remember it…)

One of the best things about a weekend is weekend lunches.  Lunches that aren’t eaten out of Tupperware containers, not at a desk, and not partially heated through from a rotten office microwave, are a good thing.

This was a seriously good turkey + lettuce + tom + red onion + Miracle Whip sandwich and an apple, to keep the doctor away.  I don’t really want to go see her again.

I’ve been eating lots of these GF banana-blueberry muffins lately.  By “lots” I mean about fifteen pounds worth of them.

I’m on my way to becoming Veronica Salt from Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory.  I’ll turn into a blueberry and just roll around the rest of my life.  I think she was pretty happy when she met her demise though, so it wouldn’t be all that bad.  Right?

Today’s lunch was good too…

Some eggers on some bread.  Didn’t say it was exciting!  I ate muchos watermelon after this.  It’s a balmy 16 degrees here today and I wanted to pretend it’s summer.

Ooo, almost forgot this morning’s breakfast.  I ate this pink sludge at the tech booth at church.  It was overnight oats made with 1/2 c. oats + 1/2 c. plain yogurt + 1/2 c. pomegranate applesauce + cinnamon + honey + pecans.

It hung out in the fridge last night and made for a tasty breakfast while I pretended like I knew what I was doing with an audio mixing board.  Unfortunately, I fooled no one.

In a couple of weeks, the teaching pastor is going to be speaking about – gasp! – blogs.  Well, blogging and Facebook and twitter and all those fun things.  It’s part of a series called “Get Over Yourself” – ha!  Maybe if he loved oatmeal he would understand the need to blog about it…

Suppers have been excellent – because I didn’t make them!  A friend dropped by some yummy soups that I’ve been loving.  The first was a chicken ginger soup that I ate with some raw veggies + hummus + awful “biscuit”.

The other soup was a ham + leek + broccs soup that I had with toast.

Definitely loved them both!  Know what I also love?  Sushi.  I ate some serious raw fish + rice with my roommates tonight.  It’s been too long, my sushi, too long.  Did I eat too much?  Yes.  Did we end up hiding sushi in our purses to avoid paying their eyes-are-bigger-than-your-tummy fee?  Absolutely.  Does my bag smell like wasabi?  No comment.

I Move

Not exercising makes me feel yucky.  I’ve been itching to get back into a workout routine since I’ve been sick.

Friday – back to the gym for some ellipticalling + bit of lower body weights.  Oh, Jim, I missed you so.

Saturday – laced up the runners and did a breezy 5k in the neighbourhood.  I ran through a park that has been overtaken by Canada geese.  No, I didn’t see any geese, but they left evidence behind.  I had to dodge their poop all over the running path.  I felt like I was doing tire conditioning, not running.  Other than that, a pretty uneventful run.

Sunday – time to enjoy the spring-ish weather!  I did a 9.5k run along the canal.  One thing I love about Ottawa is how active the city is.  There were lots of people out running and biking, all ages, some alone and some with families or friends.  I saw one guy doing the cross country “skiing” on skate shoes, too.  It’s easy to get out there and get going in this city and I don’t take that for granted.

And because I wanted to feel like I was 8 years old and my bike allows that to happen every time I ride it, I biked to the grocery store.  It takes me three minutes, so it’s not exactly taxing, but it was fun.  J’adore ma bicyclette!

Is it really Monday tomorrow?  Feels like I have lots to tackle at work, so maybe the day will go by quickly…

Hope all is well at your corner of the globe!

Adi