Monthly Archive: January 2011

What a Monday

I didn’t leave the apartment all day.  I didn’t get a WINK of shut eye (I’ve been up for over 55 hours straight).  I ate half the bag of cereal (I lost track after bowl number 4).  I watched the entire first season of 30 Rock. I attacked a jar of peanut butter with nothing but a spoon. I rocked sweat pants the entire time.  Oh, and I polished off the last few slices of vegan cheesecake.  The crust was still perfectly moist and crumbly (CoverMate what whaaaat). Tomorrow starts Alphebruary :) 

Vampire weekend and a new project

This weekend was not my finest in terms of scheduling.  With back to back night shifts, day time yoga classes, and the desire to squeeze in a run when the sun came out from hiding, there was hardly any time for sleeping.  Ambitious?  Or ridiculous?  Either way, I snacked much more than I composed real meals because my body was so out of whack with all the time adjustments.  Awake all night, asleep all morning, awake all afternoon…sometimes it’s just too confusing for my poor GI system.   I wound up finding a solution in… Read more >

Beat box wrapping

When I get behind in blogging, I tend to get overwhelmed and as a result meals fall into the undocumented abyss.  Sometimes I’m able to catch up, but sometimes I have to simply cut my losses and move on.  I never want emptying my camera to feel like a chore, so I apologize.  To the yummy food that misses it’s moment in the spotlight – I’m sorry.  To you all for neglecting to share some mighty fine meals – I’m sorry.  Alas, such is life.  Forward we go! This weekend is already busy and it’s… Read more >

Log seitan

I really love seitan and because it’s so simple to make I really have no excuse for not doing so more often.  I spend so much cashola on the prepared kinds at Whole Foods.  That’s not okay.  Especially because I just dropped a thou$and smackers on flights to Spain and Paris (and there may be some car damage repairs in my poor little Civic’s future, too).  Contrary to what soon-to-be-revealed purchases may imply, I am not a baller, nor am I made of money.  Kyle and I are living on a single income, so it’s… Read more >

Crash and burn

My second night shift came and went without incident.  It was pretty much a dream 12 hours.  I staggered my way to the parking garage and arrived home just before 8 am to pass the car off to my better half (as in, the half that doesn’t crash the car).  Oh, did I not mention my little accident?  Twitter followers may have read the news, but for those who aren’t in the loop, I suck at driving.  Don’t worry, I’m being slightly dramatic (I’m fine).  The passenger side door, on the other hand, wasn’t so… Read more >