I was feeling kind of down last night. I got a crappy score on one of my projects for school, and a tinge of sore throat & fatigue are chipping away at my ability to do all the things I need to do in a day. I haven't been feeling that great about my curriculum lately... I'm starting to think that this course of study isn't what I want after all. Do I really want to do something that will keep me in an office setting? I would love to have a job that involved me playing in the dirt all day, making things grow, then teaching belly dance. Maybe adding yoga & Pilate's to my repertoire. How do I make that happen? How do I make a living playing in the dirt? Ideas? Anyone?
Soanyway... Even the gorgeous lightening storm couldn't pull me out of my mood. Even a trip to Wheatsville didn't work!! Not even 20 minutes in the bulk section, picking out lentils and millet turned my frown upside down...
Then we stopped at 7-11
and I saw them
A rectangular package of processed food product, devoid of nutrients & full of sugar.
AKA: Oreos.
My salvation! Nothing like the rise and fall of a sugar high to get you over the doldrums, right?
BUT
Something happened. Philip bought cucumbers at Wheatsville, said he was going to make a cucumber salad for dinner. I love cucumbers, and I love salad, but the last thing in the world that I wanted was something healthy. OREOS, PEOPLE, OREOS!
So, he chopped up cucumbers, mushrooms & carrots, stirred in some crumbled feta and apple cider vinegar, sliced up a pear on the side & announced that dinner was served.
I had already snarfed two Oreos, and debated eating only Oreos & soy milk for dinner. But I dished up some cucumber salad, picked up pear pieces & settled down.
IT. WAS. AMAZING.
Waaaaaaaayyyyy better than Oreos! I didn't even finish the Oreos! I had two bowls of cucumber salad! The pears were amazing, adding a bit of sweetness against the sharp flavors of the feta and vinegar.
Philip and the cucumber salad rocked my (theoretical) socks!
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