Saturday, February 16, 2013

On Speaking Terms With Spinach

Saturday morning. Favorite.

Oh, Saturday morning. Where have you been?

I was so happy to wake on my own at about 6:00 this morning (after sleeping through the night!) and see (once I got up) that it was sunny and beautiful outside. I knew I could sneak a quiet hour or two alone on the couch by the front window. I haven't even turned on the TV. I'm just sitting here, watching cats. I'm that woman and I love it.

Meancat pretends not to be mean.

I also decided to spend this morning getting reacquainted with two things my body has missed: vegetables and coffee. I haven't been well enough to go to the grocery store and since I was sick on the heels of a school trip, E's been bringing home take-out food for just about every meal--and God bless 'im, or we wouldn't have been able to eat. But that gets expensive. Last night I needed to haul my but to the grocery store or we were going to have to go out in the backyard this morning to forage in the remnants of last spring's garden for vittles. Muddy, muddy vittles. So one big trip to the store later, I'm enjoying my healthy-as-tree-bark green smoothie and home brewed cup of coffee. It's been a while.

In this morning's smoothie:

1 cup soymilk
1 tbsp almond butter
2 cups raw spinach
1/2 frozen banana
1/4 cup frozen blueberries
3 ice cubes
1/4 cup water

Spinach before 8:00 AM? You bet. Sickies like me need all the help we can get.

Today I'm also going to catch up with my girl Roo and take her on a much-needed girl date. Our most significant interaction lately has been the tense grunting we did at each other when we worked on her science fair project, so it's time to leave the boys behind and put her in a space where any girl would open up and start chatting: the mall.

You think I'm joking, but I'm not. By 1:00 today, Roo and I will be BBFLs again.

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