Oh my God. OH.MY.GOD. It is freezing here! I think I have to go back to Virginia. A high of 67 today? Not acceptable. I was really counting on some pool time this week and Mother Nature is screwing me up. Mother Nature, we are officially in a fight. Get it together. Sheesh.
Last night, I was awake from 12:30-3 AM worrying about stupid, irrational things. Not sure what that was about, but my takeaway from nearly 3 hours of obsessing was this.
Me being both the “I” and the “you” in this scenario. It’s times like this when I need someone around to talk me down. Had my sister been home, I would have woken her up and made her listen to my crazy neuroses until she told me to take a xanax and chill the eff out because really, that’s what I needed to do.
Anyone else ever get irrationally defensive? I was definitely having a Lorelei Gilmore moment.
Thank you for making me feel normal, Lorelei. You’re the best.
This morning, I woke up with a sore ankle. I have absolutely no idea how that happened, seeing as I went to bed last night feeling just fine. Perhaps to go along with my irrational thoughts I now have an irrational injury? Is my life so good right now that I have to invent problems? I told you I have issues. Iss.ues.
However, this problem allows me to make the best use of frozen peas.
Hope this makes the pain go away quick because I clearly need a good run to take the edge off my crazy.
In the meantime, I also made a killer smoothie for breakfast this morning.
Like ice cream. For real. Probably not the best choice of breakfast when I’m absolutely freezing to begin with, but I ate it sitting under a blanket and that worked out pretty well.
In the mix:
1 scoop vanilla protein powder
5 frozen strawberries
1 frozen banana
1/4-1/3 cup coconut milk
2 handfuls of ice
This was suuuuuper creamy. Now that I’m off for the summer, I love having time to make breakfast at home. So much better than the on-the-go breakfasts I was eating at school.
I was so surprised at how many of you liked the second dress from last night’s post! The fabric is kind of shiny in person, and I wasn’t too sure about the flowers, but maybe I’ll go back and get it since y’all seem to think it’s a great dress!
The people have spoken!
When was the last time you were being completely crazy and knew it, but just couldn’t help it?
This happens to me with a ridiculously high frequency. Somehow, I’ve convinced myself that it’s ok as long as I’m aware of it. I can rationalize my way out of anything.