First, a picture.
It’s been a while since I tried to create protein pancakes… and this reminded me why! I haven’t perfected them yet, and it is irritating. This is a combination of egg whites, vanilla whey protein powder, and chocolate soy protein powder. And some baking powder which evidently didn’t do much. Oh, well. There’s always next time…
The following story is an example of how logic evades me.
Remember that oh-so-attractive photo of my palm / knee? Yeah, that isn’t the worst of it. I mean, it’s annoying to wear a bandage on your knee, because it won’t stay put, and it’s also annoying to have a bandage on your palm, because, well, it just is. However. Not visible in the photo is my right knee, which, despite sporting only a minor scrape, apparently took the brunt of my weight, because I could barely walk due to that. Thankfully, it feels a lot better now, but I am also pretty sure that my left wrist is sprained. If we factor in the trouble with my right wrist, I effectively have no fully functional limbs. And oh, yeah, since this is turning into a litany of complaints, I appear to have sustained whiplash. When I do something, I do it in style.
The logic evasion here is that I went to the gym this morning. I don’t know what I was thinking, seeing as limbs are kind of necessary when it comes to working out. It turns out that this wasn’t an issue, however, because the girl who was opening showed up 45 minutes late. I really think I’m going to send my gym the bill when I have to go on medication because of high blood pressure.
When I got to work, I found someone with whom to commiserate, because my co-worker threw out his back this morning. Vicodin for offer! (Ha, not really. I react in one of two ways to that: either it knocks me out, which is fine if I’m near a bed, but I wasn’t; or it makes me feel sick, and I am emetophobic, so I’d rather be in agony.) And then he biked home. We really are just a couple of masochists.
Once upon a time, I accidentally bought vegan breaded chicken nuggets instead of the patties. These nuggets would probably do well in a dippable meal, but I don’t really like to eat with my hands, so the box just stayed in my freezer. And stayed, and stayed, and stayed. Until I decided that this is getting ridiculous, and that I would use some of the nuggets in an attempt at replicating this — vegan Moroccan chicken with whole wheat couscous and vegetables. I looked up the ingredients, and then, as I usually do, decided to just wing it instead. Mostly because I was too lazy to do otherwise.
Wheat couscous, “chicken” nuggets, peppers, onion, and a “sauce” made out of apricot preserves. It didn’t taste exactly the same, but that’s okay, because it was really good! Who knew that apricot preserves make such a tasty sauce?
This was in my refrigerator.
I absolutely loved the chorizo style sausages, so this had a lot to live up to…
Sliced over Italian blend steamed vegetables. I actually really liked it! Not sure whether I like this or the chorizo style better, but who cares? My friend and I were evicted from Starbucks because we were eating there and neither of us had bought a drink. Oops.
I usually go to Whole Foods on my way home on Fridays so that I can buy the frozen confections of the week, but today I decided to give the new Trader Joe’s a shot. I was delighted: no line!!
Double Rainbow chocolate sorbet, Trader Joe’s raspberry sorbet.
I’ve already tried the chocolate (Lilliputian strikes again!)…
I loved it — it tasted just like dark chocolate! But I don’t think I’ll be buying it on a regular basis, for this reason: the first ingredient is sugar. The second is corn syrup solids. Ouch. It does taste good, though!
I loved hearing about your bucket lists, by the way. Gave me some ideas for things to add to my own!
Question of the day: how the hell do you get a bandage to stay put on a knee? And any magic words to wish away a sprain? I have little patience for injuries. Appreciate your limbs, kids. You don’t know how much you need them until they start to misbehave. (I’m kind of wondering how I’m going to manage to wash my hair…)
Have a great weekend!
“Physical ills are the taxes laid upon this wretched life; some are taxed higher, and some lower, but all pay something.”