Lookie here! Dog walking coffee. Something about this cute ceramic mug is so much more appealing that a regular travel mug. Thanks Janna!
Waffle love. One waffle, double almond butter, double raspberries.
My produce all survived the weekend! Survival salad!
In the big silver bowl: red leaf lettuce, radishes, cucumber, celery, green onion, tomatoes, Honey Poppyseed Dressing, dried cranberries, pecans, and mixed seeds.
The salad was lacking protein which gave me the excuse to eat yet another Larabar this afternoon. Half before meeting my new chiropractor and half when I got home. What I really should have done was allowed myself a gigantor chocolate chip cookie because after the torture she put me through I deserved a real treat!
Since massage and physio didn’t really fix me I have decided to give ART a go. Also known as physical torture. In just ten minutes I now know what a pounded piece of meat feels like. My ice pack is my best friend.
Dinner was a total overcooked fail. Those green beans really have seen better days and the extra steaming they took didn’t help.
I picked up this salmon pinwheel from the grocery store. I opted for the spinach and artichoke version over the cream cheese and shrimp, but I didn’t enjoy this at all. Boooo. It doesn’t help that I dried it out by cooking it way too long.
Clearly my cooking mojo felt beaten up today.
For dessert I tried to make banana soft serve but it tasted off. Like a freezer burnt banana. Hmmm….I wonder why! Sadface.
So I tossed it and broke into my emergency flattened banana and smeared a piece with almond butter. Thank goodness Jessica brought me this Trader Joe’s loveliness on her last trip to Portland.
I don’t know what I would have done without it. A girl who has endured torture and a bad dinner cannot go to bed without her dessert!