smoothie

in the same vein that i’ve never been a cat gal, i have also never been one to down a smoothie for breakfast.  like, never.  never went to an orange julius, never went to a jamba juice.  ok, maybe once in the 80s i had an orange julius.  me, i like the act of chewing food and swallowing food too much.  why grind up chewable food in a blender?  i would hear about people going on liquid diets and could never imagine such torture.   i need the chomp, chomp, chomp satisfaction. 

so a coupla few weeks ago i went on a raw foods diet, just as a way to drop a couple pounds and purge the bod a little.  nothing dramatic, nothing drastic.  i ate a ton of food.  fruits, veggies, raw almond butter.  and drank a ton of tea.  ginger tea is my favorite and i don’t really like tea, but i do enjoy a ginger tea.  and this is when i decided to invite the smoothie into my life for a little variety.  not the “green drink” that i probably should be having every morning, with fresh veggies.  i went the fruit route.  bananas and blueberries and flax seed and some organic juice and ice cubes whipped up in my magic bullet

turns out i like them. 

i’d probably love them with rum or vodka, but so far haven’t experimented.  i told you, i’m trying to purge.  cleanse the highways and byways that run through the inner workings of this body of mine. 

i’m pretty sure the main reason i like these smoothies is cuz i get to use the bigger vintage glassware i’ve collected and never use cuz i don’t normally like to drink out of big glasses.  smoothies are MADE for vintage tumblers. 

   

so, what’s that green candleholder in the background, i hear you asking. 

when i picked it up to look at it in the thrift store i couldn’t believe when it said “denmark” on the bottom.  not to mention it was dirt cheap.  almus keramik.  i’ll take it. 

that’s it for me.  i’m drinkin’ smoothies.  earth shattering, i know.


romantic party of one

candlelight, fireplace, cocktails, appetizers.  i sure know how to woo myself.

another friday night home alone in front of the fire trying to stay warm and catch up on golden globe nominated (and possibly oscar nominated) movies.  last night was “the hurt locker.”  intense and brutal and anxiety-inducing.  war movies, man.  they get to me.  i’m not particularly fond of war movies, but as far as war movies go, i’ll have to say i liked it.  it certainly doesn’t hurt that jeremy renner is easy on the eyes.

 

more my speed is “it’s complicated” – pure fantasy with a few doses of reality thrown in for good measure.   i’d like to see meryl streep win something for once.  and that chick from “an education” – carey mulligan – she could use an award.  but i haven’t really even seen a lot of movies this year.  slow movie year for me.

 

golden globes.  sunday night.  i took the night off from work (in advance) to watch.  can you see where my priorities lie?  TV, a glass or two of  bubbly, and a few laughs with ricky gervais vs. earning a living.  i totally made the right choice.


so far…

…i don’t know what to make of 2010.  have not done anything much in the way of excitement.  just dealing with the never-ending snowstorms and freezy-cold temps like everyone else in the northern hemisphere, it seems. 

i think i found this vintage snowflake glass sometime last year after winter was long over.  and winter wasn’t long over ’til just about august, was it?   seems a little more apropos now in light of the recent weather, although i must confess, i have not felt much like drinking a cold beverage in recent months.  i’ve held steadfast to the red wine and hot cider.  (oops, forgot about that apple mint punch.)

 

i might need some tasty tequila this evening however, as a mandatory meeting for my department at work has been scheduled for all staff members.  i hardly think this signals good news given the bleak business we’ve had of late.  i’m convinced it means one thing:  layoff.  stay tuned.

and to make matters worse, see this cute little pedestal cake stand of muffins?  they’ve found a home right in the garbage after this photo was shot.  more allergy-free treats that taste AWFUL.  somebody has messed with the formula in that company because they leave an aftertaste that is downright vile.    i absolutely do not recall this foul foul taste when making these prior.  in fact, i was overjoyed at how good they tasted.  and this time i made sure to smell everything, the bowls, the muffin tin, the oil, the eggs, the mix, the mixing spoon, everything before mixing it all together.  and then the exact same thing happened as with the brownies.  the batter didn’t taste right.  that’s two times in a row.  there goes the occasional baked good sweet treat right down the drain.