I don’t know much about snowboarding jumps but Saun White’s triple McSwoopy Loop Double CrissCross Uppity looked infinitely cooler than any other athlete’s trick. Wow.
Anyways, here are my fabulous work eats.
Because of all the ah-maze comments you guys left me, I decided to give the oatmeal raisin GNU flavor & fiber bar a second shot, and I will definitely be getting some of the other flavors to try as well…it was definitely better than the ThinkThin bar I had.
I bought a bunch of these ThinkThin nasties all at once (like months ago), and I am trying to use them up because they suck and they were pricey. I really only got them because they kinda made me feel like I was eating Reese’s PB cups. Only they leave my stomach feeling similar to how a Reese’s would, so it’s really not worth it. I must be cray cray to continue to eat them. I only have a few more though, so that’s a plus.
Hey there you sexy salad you! Believe it or not there was spinach buried beneath the brocc, carrots, pepitas and dried cranz.
The other tupp had more millet/squash lovin’ supplemented with dried cranz. I ran out of delicata squash so this was butternut and it wasn’t nearly as tasty as yesterday’s delicata dish. Seriously, I need to go out and get more now, I’m craving it hard. Prepare yourself for a squashy future on HHH. Ok? Disclaimer done. Now you’ve been warned.
On a totally nonrelated tangent, I saw this Robert Frost poem on the subway today and liked it so much I thought I would share.
DUST OF SNOW
The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
I love it. My mood is very much affected by similarly random things…usually nature related. In fact, the snow really does help in this terribly frigid winter weather because I can appreciate the beauty that pristine white snow offers 🙂
Here’s a photo I snapped yesterday right outside my apartment – totally worth the numb fingers that resulted from it.
After work I headed to MSG to watch the Knicks play the Bulls. I would rather have been watching the Olympics but you can’t pass up box seats. Kyle’s job does have a few perks. Too bad he had to work more from the apartment after the game (boo).
My purse’s contents held me over through the game, but just barely.
When I got home I wanted quick and easy. This is what quick and easy looks like.
Chik ‘n humm-diddly.
The best news was that the snowboarding half-pipe was just beginning when we arrived home. Suh-weeeet. Not so sweet was the fact that I was eating dinner at 11 pm, but whatever, I’m just going to gloss over that part.
Once my appetite was relieved from it’s ravenous state…I made a big salad to fill the rest of my tum up with fiber.
Unfortunately, my stomach wasn’t satisfied, even after that beastly thing you see above. Puzzled, I pulled out the big guns.
Bread. Beautiful, glorious bread.
I got a sh!t ton of these Crazy Camel Dessert Hummus tubs in the mail a loooong time ago, and this flavor was the only one left. Can you guess why? Yeah, the name says it all. Maple Walnut. Gag me.
I detest walnuts and all walnuts flavors, so I made Kyle be my poison taste tester. Turns out, the maple was the dominant flavor and I couldn’t even detect a hint of the icky walnut. Phew. It smelled and tasted just like maple syrup. For a second I forgot I was eating bread and hummus and thought I was digging into a stack of pancakes with maple syrup.
The illusion didn’t last too long though, as there were definite chickpea chunks. Now THAT’S my idea of dessert!
Yeah, I had a few more pieces (three).
Eating past midnight isn’t typically my style. I hate going to bed on a full stomach, but I think it’s worse going to bed on an empty stomach, so I’ll call this a win. When do you have dinner? Same time each day? Depends on the day? I remember living in Spain it took a while to get used to the late dinners, but once I got into the habit, it was cool. Meals are such an affair in Europe, it’s wonderful. When I got back to the US it took a while to readjust to the meal times. Now (thanks to my job) I eat at completely unpredictable times. (If) I get lunch, it’s whenever my patients are stable enough for me to step away. And since I don’t get off work ‘til 7 pm, I don’t get home until 8ish which makes dinnertime fall somewhere between 8 and 9. On days I don’t work, I am also all over the map. Throughout the day I do much more snacking, but try to eat dinner around 7. This means I can have dessert and not go to bed feeling full.
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