Today I was out running around doing things like taking the dogs to the groomer, etc. I ran into someone I know who felt the need to comment on my costumery. I had on a red IU sweatshirt, and an orange U of I shirt underneath -- which was apparently hanging out because I don't get any sort of "hello", "good to see you" - I get "What in the hell are you wearing? THAT sweatshirt with orange underneath?" Everyone's a critic and this particular person is a hater when it comes to Indiana University. While I still intend to wear my IU gear, I will choose the rest of my ensemble more carefully because you never know who is waiting around the corner to insult you.
One of my next errands was the grocery store -- where I ran into someone else and got the "Hello GB" greeting -- love that!! This person was kind enough not to comment on my attire.
Anyway, I was shopping with no list. That is dangerous. I ended up sushi, rotisserie chicken, pumpkin spice creamer (I'm an addict), cheese, and then was rocked by the thought of Brachs Candy Corn -- no cheap imitations - it has to be Brachs. Once each year I eat candy corn until I am ill. Sometimes I eat the whole corn at once (it is ok to use the word corn singularly in this case, unlike Reporter Maggie's use of "corns" in her telecast) other times I eat one color at a time. The yellow part is the best! Anyway -- while I normally eat sort of healthy -- there a couple of things I eat about once a year to the point of nasuea -- candy corn in the fall and usually sometime in the winter I buy a box of graham crackers and make a batch of frosting and slather the graham squares with frosting!!
In order to make is seem healthier and more in keeping with my normal high protein diet -- I added nuts and seeds and raisins……………
I cooked!!!! See the photo below………hmm…….would this taste good with a bourbon slush chaser? Those are in the freezer…….
We will actually get into nutrition and working out tomorrow……but my question du jour is: Where the hell are my sushi dishes?? For any of you that helped set up my kitchen please let me know where you might have put those………….and you, fashion police from the first paragraph, I know you just said "Oh my god - she didn't even unpack her own fucking kitchen". It takes an army my dear, a mother fucking army to take care of the Bytch!
Love, The Gym Bytch