FleurBow Weekend

Fleur-Bow: Cousins, happiness, excitement, craziness, healthy eating, curly hair, smiling, FIAT driving, fabulousness. (A collaboration of last names, but the definition works too.)

This weekend was a Fleur-Bow weekend.

Nicole shows up in her rental car… a RED Fiat. It was like a golf cart on steroids. Low gas mileage? Hey!

 

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Zippy, compact, red and all her majesty…

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Nice license plate. Tacky.

When we got to Kristen’s softball game (Coach!) we were in need of some snacks… Trader Joe’s it is!!

Sweet potato chips, oh yes.

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THE Super Spinach Salad. Yes. Slightly obsessed. It’s ok.

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Some girls softball… OH yeah…

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Snap peas.

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Dark Chocolate Pretzels. “Get those away from me!” #WhiteGirlProblems

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I learned a little bit about softball. Kristen’s team had a “split” — I’m probably not saying that right. But it means they won and lost a game. So it’s like a wash in my book. No one wins, no one loses. Good. To. Go. But what do I know? I’m just a cowgirl crossfitter!

Being that Nicole and I are Class A shoppers, we definitely made a “kill time” trip to the Tucson mall. It was so nice to shop with a girl!! Every time I’ve been shopping in Tucson it’s with guys who usually don’t want to be in the vicinity of retail for more than an hour. I can’t say that Nicole enjoyed every minute of her shopping experience with me, but she was definitely an upgrade. (I’m a lot to handle when it comes to shopping. I pretty much treat it like a sport. It’s like a hunting game with 1 million distractions. Try to keep up.)

After shopping and getting turned around in Tucson — oh hey, we have a red Fiat — we made it to the hotel to meet up with Coach Kristen.

She wanted sushi. So sushi it was…

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I didn’t take a picture of the sushi because it kinda looked (and tasted) like crap. I was NOT impressed with their service or sushi making abilities. Ew. But, the beer was pretty!?!? Yeah?

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YAY!! Cousins!!!!

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OH HEY! More cousins! See the resemblance??

I’m proud of myself for showing Nicole Tucson (with the help of a few others). She said she had a good time. I’ve never been able to show someone around a city that they’ve never been to before. It was actually really fun. And weird too because I’m not from Tucson, but I’ve already learned so much about it.

But… I learned something new this morning: Beyond Bread exists. And when Good Egg has too long of a wait, Beyond Bread is a decent alternative.

I started with tea. I loved that they gave me a cup AND saucer. The little things, you know?

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Also loved that your food order tags were names. One of which included “Nutella” — Now regular table numbers just seem so boring. Also loved the interior. Cool lighting and brick walls. All the pastries and bread looked amazing.

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I ordered a salad. I was lured to it because of the hummus and artichoke hearts. But when I got it, I was really disappointed. It was mostly iceburg lettuce. For those who know me… “I don’t eat white lettuce.” Enough said. And the hummus was really bland. I basically just ate all the toppings off the salad and left the lettuce. White lettuce? I’ll pass.

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But… I was smart enough to splurge on a muffin. Okay, it was a blueberry bran muffin — hardly a splurge, but for a gluten-free girl, it was amaaaaaaa-zing! The muffin almost made up for the salad disaster.

Today I’m exhausted. Nicole went to watch Kristen’s game and I’m being the “bad cousin” and staying back at the hotel. I have a headache (I wonder why… haha) and I just want to veg out for a few hours.

I have this week (Monday) lurking over my head and I don’t want to deal with it. I love my weekends too much. More than the average person, I can assure you.

Nap, poolside, magazine catch up, food and fitness planning… I’m there.

XO

AP

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