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I don’t think I need to explain the above title if you wasted your morning the same way I did tuned into the Real Housewives of NY.
I was up at the crack of dawn thanks to a text message from Jess at 6 am. Awesome. Payback’s a bitch Jess, so prepare yourself for a 2 am drunk dial from the west coast this weekend…
Needless to say I was jonesing for some caffeine shortly after.
I messed the froth up on this one, but that’s what happens when you are brewing in the dark (just kidding it wasn’t THAT early, I’m just being a drama queen).
Lately I have been having such restless nights of sleep though…again it took me a while to fall asleep last night and I woke up 3-4 times during the night for no reason. What’s wrong with me? The thing is, I still feel refreshed when I get up, so no harm no foul I guess?
More coffee + More trashy tv = Happy E. I love my lazy mornings.
So eventually I re-focused my efforts on more stimulating things and did some crosswording (it’s a word) while snacking.
The peanuts shared some of their salt with the carob covered raisins. Perrrfect. I had SO much more than shown…
The nuts only whet my appetite for more nuts (TWSS!!), so it wasn’t long until I made myself this little baby!
I am certainly in a nutty mood today. As massive as this scoop was, it was hardly enough to quiet the inner voices demanding MORE MORE MORE.
But after snacking the morning away, I decided it would be prudent to make a more nutritious and substantial lunch (while still incorporating peanut butter of course).
Luuurve me some PB + J!
Now THERE’S the $ shot Hello oh-so-sweet-oozing peanut butter…
After lunch I set off to conquer some pre-vacay errands. I brought an odwalla bar on the road, and I didn’t get back home until dinner time. Looks like my gym sesh got the boot today. Oops!
I did manage to squeeze a pedicure in. Check it out.
Supah cute right? I love the bright color, now I just gotta get a rockin’ tan to match. Clearly, I’m channeling my inner Bella Swan here. Did I just make a Twilight joke? Yes Jen and Caitlin, I did. Lord help me. This porcelain princess has got to get a life!
For dinner I had NO clue what I was in the mood for…and since the rest of the day was on the less healthy side, I decided to go with a pretty basic (clean) dinner.
First I roasted some brussels. I swear – these truly are one of my favorite foods. We foodies are a rare breed.
I’ll let the photo do the talking…
This monster included brussels, spinach, cherry tomatoes, chickpeas, brocc slaw, and shredded carrots (plus a blob of sabra hummus and a dash of Country Bob’s on the side).
I’m an equal opportunity salad maker: no veggie left behind. Who knew vegetables could be so political?
All that was missing was a vehicle for hummus to get to my mouth quicker…
[insert aha moment here]
Mmmm…carbs loaded with hummus.
After Kyle got home we did laundry. No really, I swear, we actually did laundry.
I was in the mood for summery fruit later so I opted for a rather healthy dessert.
H2O-melon (nerd alert), apples, and a bowl of berries. NOM NOM.
Pomegranate green tea (decaf)…and I’m off to bed.
PS Gina is doing a giveaway, and I reallllly want to win this vegan cookbook!
Kelly Bensimon Crazy : This week’s episode of The Real Housewives of New York was herculean to watch through Kelly Bensimon went from just quirky “crazy” that was fun to comment on to something much deeper and darker.
The drama started right conduct up and immediately. Kelly just couldn’t let go of Bethenny Frankl calling herself a chef. The two were objection grant and spread about the nuances between “chef” and “cook”, when Kelly randomly throws out, “Okay, satchels of gold.”
When Bethenny left individually monogrammed gift bags filled with beach merchandise for each of the girls, Kelly found hers and cried, saying, “It’s apropos whence impersonal, sensible rubbed me the wrong way.”
Then Bensimon called Jill besides described how awful the trip was (“I’m alone on frightful island”) again let her know that she fears for her life and has been dreaming that Bethenny is going to kill her. She’s not joking.
In a words through time she keeps telling people to “zip it” and doesn’t want to devise what anyone deeper has to say. “White noise. It’s all sweltry noise,” woman says. Once, she randomly yells outer “Al Sharpton!” at Bethenny for no apparent reason.
She insults Ramona, attacks Alex again can’t even keep Sonja as an rank. She gets stew at Bethenny whereas attacking “her friend” Gwyneth Paltrow.
“I threw spreading the nighttime before I came thinking Bethenny was movement to freaking kill me, in that she’s righteous to kill me so various times before,” Kelly says.
And that’s where I wanted to emotions it off, over caution television was adapted markedly real. learned is clearly signal wrong with this woman, and to impersonate watching her spiral downward just felt wrong. Editing is unparalleled thing, but this is a woman who wholly appears to need help.
The other Housewives realized it immoderately and tried to calm Bensimon down, telling her they understand she needs to get succour and reassuring her that none of them is coming her.
Of course, rasher calm they may have achieved is enterprise to act for blown to hell next day when Jill Zarin blows in on her amaze visit to the Caribbean.