Because you had a bad day…

***Although this totally breaks up the whole song-lyric thing I’ve got going on, I wanted to let you know I have a guest post on Body Image over on Running-Foodie – check it out! And check out Megan’s blog, I love it and was thrilled to write a guest post for her!***

You’re taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around

Today did not go as planned. Not one bit. I hit snooze for an hour. An HOUR!

This didn’t deter me from going to the gym, but it did take a very large chunk out of my planned weight lifting session. But, half a work out is better than no work out.

As I stumbled to the bathroom, phone in hand as an impromptu flashlight, I inadvertantly called one of my besties from high school. I didn’t realize this until I heard the voice mail system’s automated woman letting me know my voice mail had been sent.

Sorry Lackie, I apologize for any unap-pee-ling noises you may have heard when you checked our messages.

After my lackluster work out, and lukewarm shower, I slammed my head into the corner of the paper towel dispenser. At this point it was 7:36 a.m. and I really wished I could go back to bed and start fresh tomorrow.

Upon arriving at work I realized I forgot my breakfast. I was really, really bummed about it. I even set myself an “appointment” on my phone, with an alert to remind me 11 minutes after my alarm, (knowing I would hit snooze at least once). But since I hit snooze a ridiculous amount of times, I saw the alert and dismissed it.


So I had a bad day. And I’m taking one* down. But I sang a happy song to turn it around. Don’t Worry, Be Happy to be precise.

*One of what, exactly?

My day steadily improved after that.

Thank goodness for my emergency stash of oats!

I served ’em up in a big o’l mug, which only made me realize how small the serving actually was 😦

Later on, I snacked on some Turkish apricots. I always buy the regular dried apricots, but after tasting these babies I will never go back – delish!

For lunch I polished off the tail end of my Pacific Organics Roasted Red Bell Pepper and Tomato soup with a salad.

Sadly, I always confuse the ingredients in this soup with those in their Butternut Squash soup. This box contains milk, and I neglected to pop a few lactaid pills 😦

Throughout the afternoon I was snack-happy.

By 7:20 p.m. I was really excited to eat dinner. Libb whipped up this vegan black eyed peas recipe, which I un-veganized by adding parmesan cheese.

The dish had a tad of sweetness, which was pleasant, but it was missing something that none of us could quite put our finger on. Well, the boys added bacon, but that wasn’t it.

On the side I enjoyed a side-salad with ranch dressing. I haven’t eaten a salad with ranch in ages, but it really hit the spot!

I am so full right now, (fiber overload!), but I still kind of want some skittles…

Don’t forget to check out my guest post on Running-Foodie!


On average, how many times do you hit the snooze button?


Go zags!

Oh Thursday, I detest you.

Seven forty-five a.m. meetings really cramp my style. You would think needing to arrive at work a whopping fifteen minutes earlier than normal wouldn’t be that big of a deal. But for some reason my body just doesn’t want to cooperate.

No, scratch that, not my body, my mind. Every Wednesday night I pack my gym bag, and every Thursday morning I skip the gym. Last night I was determined to go. This morning I awoke to my alarm at the normal 5:04 a.m. harp tune, hit snooze twice, and tried to talk myself into going to the gym. I decided a mental pro-con list might help.


  • Probably won’t get any more sleep between now and 6:15 a.m.
  • The hubs is snoring.
  • I already have my gym bag packed.
  • I won’t have to take turns in front of the bathroom mirror.
  • Thirty minutes of exercise is better than none.
  • Coffee is already brewed, and ready for my contigo. If I wait it will taste burnt from sitting on the burner too long.
  • I get ready much more efficiently at the gym than I do at home.
  • I will feel better afteward.


  • My bed is sooooo warm and comfy!

Ummm that is all I had for a con. And, sadly, that con would usually trump all my pros. But today I pushed my con aside, and forced myself to get out of my oh-so-comfortable bed and hit the gym for a little jogging action.

I knocked out 2.36 miles in 30 minutes on the treadmill. Not too shabby, (for me, I am suuuuuuuper slow, so for me, that is awesome). However, I realized that I only have 6 weeks and 3 days until Bloomsday. The furthest I’ve run in my “training” is 3 miles. Three miles. And it is a 12K. I am in no way ready to be a participant!

Crap. (Not to be confused with runners trots.)

So I’m determined to find a six week 12K program to get my bootay in gear. No more of this laissez faire, run when I feel like it, I’m totally fine attitude.

Post gym I ate a packet of oatfit and a chobani, with coffee on the side, of course.

Then I had the most fabulous salad: spinach, roasted red bell pepper, craisins, goat cheese, sweet onion, and homemade dressing,

and look what I found inside, a 3-leaf clover!

It isn’t 4 leaves, but that has to be good luck, right?!

I also gobbled up the excess of my quinoa stuffed bell pepper mixture.

Later on I snacked on a nanner,

and some macadamia nut hershey’s kisses from my co-worker, who just returned from Hawaii, (lucky duck!).

And I also rocked a green halo all day.

After leaving work on time(!!!), I took off through the woods,

and to Grandmother’s house The Flying Goat I went.

I enjoyed quite a few treats,

tried to take in-focus pictures,

(oh wait, there we go),

and cheered on my zags.


Oh, and by the way, we won. Thankyouverymuch. Saturday, I am anxiously awaiting your presence.

Do you watch college basketball? Which team are you rooting for in the NCAA tournament?



Yesterday I did not blog about how much I hate daylight savings time. I’m sure you saw enough of that on your facebook feed. Or maybe you were the complainer. But don’t worry, I share the same sentiment. However, yesterday the gym was pure heaven, hardly anyone was there!  I smirked my way through my workout, thinking about how I was getting my sweat on while they were all sleeping in. Lazy bums. But then I had to eat my smirk, because today DST kicked my arse, and I totally skipped my workout.

Snooze, snooze, snooze….reset alarm….force myself out of bed, pour coffee and hit the road. Caffeine and oatmeal fueled my morning.

old fashioned oats, vanilla almond milk, chia seeds, raisins, cinnamon

By lunch my B-6 vitamin finally entered my system. This fabulous salad of spinach, goat cheese, onion, tomato, bell pepper, craisins and homemade dressing helped too.

Plus an apple and some butternut squash soup.

During my late library night I snacked on a nanner, some honey-nana chobani yogurt (which is very sweet, I don’t think I’ll purchase again), and some decaf tea.

And then I decided to check out The Chill Spot, a fro-yo place that if I take a certain route just happens to be on my way home. Funny how that happens.

Upon entering the Chill Spot I discovered it was a self-serve situation. Score!

The Chill Spot offers 8 YoCream, (out of Portland, OR), flavors on tap. They also allow you to taste all of their flavors with mini tasting cups. YoCream has non-dairy, low-fat and sugar-free options as well. Here is a complete list of the rotating flavors + nutritional information.

Also available – a plethora of toppings, all self-serve too!

Options range from your standard fruits, candy bars, syrups to toasted coconut and low-fat granola. And the best part? The price! The Chill Spot weighs your concoction, and you pay 39 cents per ounce. Not too shabby.

Around the corner from the yogurt bar was a fun kiddie station complete with toys, coloring books and foodie magazines.

Okay, it was totally a Leila station. I foresee lazy summer afternoons, sitting on their patio, eating froyo and partaking in a little coloring action so I too can grace their wall’o’art.

All that coloring within the lines? Ya, adults totally were coloring, totally.

And let’s be honest, I’ll probably color on their faux-chalkboard too.

I exited the store with a pecan, vanilla and peanut butter fro-yo topped with cookie dough.

It is currently sitting in my freezer, waiting for post-dinner consumption. I made a chocolate/peanut butter + oreo bowl for the hubs, and Libb requested vanilla with 5 toppings.

Oh and when I got home I was greeted  with a care package from my mom including a super cute honey dispenser, fun forgive me I zinned magnet, her samples from Estee Lauder, (which she always gives me, and I love – I was totally in need of new mascara!), and LACTAID!

My Costco stopped carrying Lactaid, and I was one unhappy camper. When I inquired about the lack of lactose enzymes the Costco employee told me they might get some back during “ice cream season” in the summer. Like being lactose intolerant is a seasonal issue. Ummmm, no. So I started the hunt: Target was out, Fred Meyer was out, even Wal-Mart was out! I braved Wal-Mart and they didn’t provide any stomach comfort!

Mom and Dad to the rescue! Their Costco still sells these magical pills that allow me to consume dairy without any all of the side-effects.

After a quick debate about which leftover we would consume, we settled on taco’s for Tuesday. It isn’t Yakima style, but it works.

Tortillas filled with tomato, onion, black beans, diced green chiles, corn, cilantro and plain fage Greek yogurt.

Now about that froyo in the freezer…