Today is proving a brutal wakeup call for someone who has been in denial that winter has arrived… as I type this, big flakes are falling from the sky and accumulating on the ground. I do not like snow!! I used to, but that was a long time ago… I kind of wish I could be a kid again and just be thrilled if school was canceled so that I could play in the white stuff, but as it is, I am irritated that it is so cold and not conducive to walking around outside. Hmph.
Yesterday wasn’t that pretty outside, either; it was a two-sweatshirt kind of day! I always wear so many layers, I can barely zip my jacket… and then I go outside and wonder why it isn’t as cold as “they” said it was going to be. Uh… duh. In fact, it was so cold outside yesterday that I had to wear this:
I think it’s pretty obvious that I look ridiculous in this thing… but I’m sorry, when it’s that cold outside (feels like single digits), I don’t care about much more than preventing frostbite! Which this did accomplish. As a pleasant surprise, my hair didn’t look crazy once I took it off, either.
Cold weather called for hot cereal.
Oat bran, Truvia, PB2, and sugar-free chocolate chips. I should have added more water because of the PB2 — this was very thick, and I like my oat bran a little more liquidy. I still can’t seem to love PB2, either, which is really just too bad… I had high hopes for it!
Ezekiel 4:9 granola, warmed almond milk, and chopped banana. In keeping with the theory that “good things come in small packages,” I prefer chopping banana to slicing it. I never claimed to be sane, did I? I also can’t believe that I didn’t like this granola when I first tried it — I love it now!
Nana’s cookie bars are so crumbly, I figured they’d go well in (vanilla) yogurt… they did. Hooray.
As the queen of random injuries, I bring you this:
Turtle Mountain Experiment, of course… this week it involved the coconut milk chocolate flavor and the pomegranate chip.
I was apprehensive about trying this one, since we don’t like coconut here, but I was actually pleasantly surprised to find that it didn’t taste like coconut at all. The empty container smelled like coconut, but it just tasted like chocolate. My brother complained, of course… but my dad said it was good.
I don’t think these people understand the definition of a chocolate chip. This definitely had enormous chunks of chocolate, even though they were supposedly swirled in. That said, I really liked this flavor. It didn’t taste like pomegranate — more like artificial strawberry, or something — but it was good.
On the topic of flavors, have you ever felt like a “flavor of the month”? You know what I mean… kind of like people keep you around for a while until they get tired of you, and then they just move on to whatever is more interesting / enticing at the moment? I guess it’s normal to go through “phases,” but within reason! I don’t imagine anyone likes to feel “recycled,” and having that constantly happen is obviously going to make me less likely to allow it to happen.
But on the other hand… people who constantly complain that they are “boring,” who may actually not be boring, tend to seem that way when all they do is, well, complain about being boring! It’s sort of a self-fulfilling prophecy in that way. I’m not quite sure what I’m trying to say, exactly… just that there’s this niggling feeling that if I’m always feeling like a “flavor of the month,” it’s probably something within me that is causing that to happen.
My room is the coldest room in the house. In previous years, we’d put plastic over the windows in the winter, and they bubbled out because of the wind… it looked and felt like a spaceship, and it was extremely claustrophobic. I hated it, and I don’t want that this year. But it was so cold in my room this morning that I didn’t get out of bed until noon, and only then because my bladder begged me! So we’re supposed to put up thermal drapes. The plan was to go and buy them tonight, but the weather got in the way; my mom is afraid to drive in the snow, which translates to her not wanting me to drive in the snow, even though I’m fine with it. I guess I’ll have to freeze for another week.
In lieu of going to buy said drapes, my mom offered to “lose a game of Scrabble.” (Her words, not mine; she doesn’t even try. This annoys me. But whatever.)
Here’s to hoping that this annoying snowstorm doesn’t derail Sunday… have a good one!