What up homies?!?!
Get ready for some tried and true white girl wannabe rap speak, because yours truly has indeed been ridin’ solo this weekend. That means I spent a lot of quality time with myself and did not socialize with real human beings for a solid 36 hours.
You’ve been warned.
After a month’s worth of crazy biznass, my stress levels were definitely more than elevated this past week. Luckily, this weekend (and next weekend!) are completely devoid of plans and the perfect time to do some major catch-up on R&R – reflecting on and rejoicing life. Obvs.
I threw in a pedicure and a trip to Target for help in achieving the reflecting (pedicures provide a solid 40 minutes to be grateful there are people in the world willing to beautify your horrendous feet) and the rejoicing (1/2 gallon of organic milk on sale for under $3!).
I am sure Talib would agree it is the epitome of bringing back said memories.
In the midst of an intense 3 1/2-hour long apartment cleaning spree on Saturday morning, which involved paper towls, Windex cleaner, Lysol disinfecting wipes and one crazy biatch determined to leave no spiderweb or crumb uncleaned, I found a box of tabbouli hiding in the back of my pantry.
Add boiling water, chickpeas, tomatoes, red onion, a couple shakes of all-purpose seasoning + a drizzle of olive oil, and you have yourself this delight…
Fresh, flavorful and no ovens were turned on in the process.
Because y’all had some stellar ideas for using up my stash of Pomi tomatoes, I wound up with a a serious craving for gazpacho. Luckily, with the help of my homegirl Terry Walters, I found the perfect recipe in my Clean Food cookbook…
Two boxes of tomatoes down, 46 more to go…
This was the cool, refreshing and delicious result…
Because I told you all “Pair it with a carb!” is my new mantra, I enjoyed a side of Fritos along with this bowl of antioxidant goodness.
I believe my boo Nelly said it best: it’s gettin’ hot in herre.
Yes, 88 degrees…in my apartment.
No good at all.
I tucked my tummy tight and did my crunches like that doing 60 minutes of an elliptical + running hybrid at the gym then grabbed my lightest sundress, camera and headed out into the great wide world of Madison, Wisconsin…
Clearly, there had to be a reward at the end of the 4-mile walking sojourn.
Yes, Key Lime Pie froyo.
Topped with raspberries, coconut and flax granola…
Yes, yes and yes.
The fun didn’t stop there.
I clearly ain’t no golddigger. I read magazines at drug stores because I am too cheap to buy them.
Stripes are my jam.
I ended the night by FINALLY finishing An Education.
It was so good – lovely and inspiring. I also now have a girl crush on Carey Mulligan.
This morning, Kristie and I met up for a 3-mile run at 7:30am.
Yes, seven-thirty in the morning.
You can do those things when you get to bed at 10:30pm on a Saturday night, yo.
Plus, when you have decided on getting the BEST scones in the world post-run, the motivation is definitely there to pound out those miles for one of these…
In the words of one of rap’s biggest creepers, it was the world’s greatest.
Now, I’m off to enjoy the rest of Sunday hopefully not solo but nonetheless filled with yoga, laying out at the park, reading, watching more of The Tudors: Season 1 and making homemade pizza.
With that, we out, we out.
Stay tuned tomorrow for a faboosh giveaway!