Listen. I have turned into one of those folks who does the whole “meal-prep for the week on Sundays” thing. Which means I will gladly eat the SAME MEAL several times a week (reader, this does not bother me). It makes packing my lunch, or eating dinner after hitting the gym, so much easier. Reach in the fridge, grab one of my glass (I also do not do plastic containers
The arctic air is making this whole work, gym, healthy eating thing HARD because all I want to do is hide in bed and eat pizza while sobbing my way through episodes of The West Wing. January is a tough month for me anyway, but you add this bitterly cold weather and all signs point to bears really having the best idea about winter: sleep it away. This, however tempting,
This whole kitchen adventure started because of something I ate from the healthy prepared meal place that I bop into occasionally (some nights I just can’t with cooking, you know?): butternut mash. Y’all I can’t begin to tell you how NOT squashy this tasted (which has always been my fear of any kind of “mash” made from squash). I needed to figure this out so I could make it and
I’m taking a break for my normally scheduled programming to talk about … not resolutions because I don’t make those, but rather intentions for 2018. There’s something about the new year that always seems so hopeful and bright. It’s a clean slate. Anything can happen. Endless possibilities. And for some, me included, those endless possibilities can seem daunting at times. I have exactly ONE intention for 2018: to be present.
Yes. Hi. Hello. Christmas is LESS than a week away. I KNOW. I’m not ready, in case you’re wondering. Every year I say I’m not going to do this, that I will not get caught up in the whatever and this year I will be prepared and have an easy-breezy Christmastime. And here we’ve come to the part where I throw my head back an laugh till I cry. I’m