Sew. I’m not drinking this month, and I’m eating super well, and I gotta say: I was just not feeling that shit today. Cranky.
But enough of that tangent, AMIRIGHT?!
This was also breakfast. Green monster: spinach, coconut milk, half a banana, about 6 frozen strawberries. I’ve grown rather fond of these things over the past year.
Try as I might, I could not get a steady shot on the way to work.
Today, at the restaurantorino, my brother and company worked on the interior dining room…
…while I finished decoupaging the bathrooms with old Saturday Evening Posts.
Lunch was a roasted duck and apple salad from the thai joint across the street.
And I grazed on a variety of snacks, as well.
A handful of the vegetable chips (they were terrible).
My luxe plate/grocery bag of almonds, cherries, and an avocado.
And when I got home, a few slices of Applegate farms turkey and raw milk cheese with a dab of homemade mayo and a pickle.
And dinner was roasted chicken legs with leftover cucumber salad, curried cabbage and spinach, and golden beets. This shot was Instagrammed, which explains its double luxe-osity.
I still have 120 minutes of exercise to do this week, and its already Wednesday night. So you can look forward to being amused by my tales of desperate exercise in the coming days, so as not to fail the Do Life 12 Week Challenge. I will be cranky. You, my friend, can laugh.
Ok. Time to go make more mayo and then squint at Deadwood and try to understand everything they’re saying.
Be good to yourself, wouldja.