This was a complicated day spent mostly out of the house. The morning was spent writing in the Silver Spring public library. I then had coffee and lunch before proceeding to the VEIP station for an emissions inspection on my car (it passed), and then to the mall for some errands and shopping. And then.
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.
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.
