Breakfast (at home): leftover rice with fruit and nuts from last night, very enormous banana. A little grapefruit sorbet.
Shopping #1 (CVS): 1 can of cat food, 3 bags (!) of Jelly Bellies, assorted flavors. $13.
Lunch: A cheeseburger and fries at BurgerFi, ironically while reading Clean Gut by Alejandro Junger. I have actually tried that program before, but am reading the book now on behalf of my husband, who has a million health problems. Though, it occurs to me while reading the book, I literally cannot remember the last time I was sick. Occasionally I will feel a little under-the-weather, as though I am getting sick, but every time I miraculously recover. So perhaps some of the cleansing/nutrient-dense diets I have done in recent years really have improved my health. I used to get a few colds and such every year.
Shopping #2: while I am at the Target buying jeans, I also buy bowtie pasta, Classico pasta sauce, shredded parmesan cheese, fresh spinach, and frozen broccoli. $14.
Dinner: bowtie pasta with frozen broccoli, Classico sauce, and parmesan cheese on top. Side salad of spinach with slivered almonds and apricots, dressed with a red wine vinaigrette. Workaday functional. I have mostly been avoiding the spaghetti-from-a-jar dinners of late, which used to feature nearly once a week.
Snacks: 4 cups of coffee, 2 regular, 2 decaf, with half and half. The first cup of decaf was purchased in the lobby of the Silver Spring library, from an incredibly great woman who I believe owns the Kefa coffee business. When we first moved here several years ago, my family and I visited her cafe for sandwiches and coffee once and-- though the food was nothing remarkable-- we enjoyed our conversation with her personally so much that we always remembered it. Today was the first time I've spoken with her since then, but once again I found myself standing around and talking for probably 15 minutes. I like her. To be honest, though, I'm not crazy about the coffee. I think it is just a matter of regional taste. I find that often Ethiopian coffee is not my thing, but, since Silver Spring is full of Ethiopian people-- and they have an intense coffee culture-- it is commonly on offer.
The second cup of regular was a whole-milk cappuccino from Whole Foods.
I bought the Jelly-Bellies in preparation for another day of planned dissolution, a day I figured I would take as a celebration of the fact that I'd a) finally gotten up-to-date with my blog, and b) finally taken care of a number of nagging errands. While that day was supposed to be tomorrow, I went ahead and got a start on the Jelly-Bellies when I got home from the mall in the afternoon. I also put aside about a third of the jellybeans in a container for my daughter.
Some of a Two-Hearted Ale in the evening. After I took literally the first sip, I observed a brand-new Facebook post by my daughter (who was in the next room) suggesting that she is not a girl. Or a boy either, making the use of language suddenly complicated. My kid, not daughter: they are neither girl nor boy. Do they want a new name? They are not sure. It's a good thing I laid in a lot of Jelly-Bellies.