Flattering it’s not. In Pennsylvania, I am. And I’ve decided to become a lumber jack. Flannel is nice.
When my friend showed up this morning, suitcase in hand, ready for a road trip she looked at me like I was crazy. You see, I’d packed up the majority of my refrigerator’s contents: Almond milk, cereal, yogurt, frozen soy crumbles, veggie burgers, fruit, vegetables, tortillas, I even brought seasonings and cooking spray.
Because just because we’re going on vacation doesn’t mean we can’t have some home cooking and healthy meals. We’ve all have weeks of parties, catering, and cocoa under our belts. A little home cooking sounds like just what the New Year ordered.
The groceries came in especially handy when we got stuck in traffic. The longer we faced gridlock, the more hummus, crackers, raw vegetables, nuts, and fruit got noshed. Healthy snacks rock.
You know what else rocks, being on vacation. We haven’t actually done anything yet, but it’s already relaxing. Maybe that’s the point, not doing anything. I could get used to this. Tomorrow I’m hoping for a wee bit more of not doing anything, and maybe a little bit of lounging, if I’m feeling particularly ambitious I may even go for a soak in the whirlpool. It’s a rough life, but someone’s got to do it.
French toast with Ezekial bread, egg whites, vanilla, cinnamon, coconut oil and strawberries
Trader Joe’s low carb tortillas, lite shredded cheese, grilled chicken, salsa, avocado
Long car ride. Snacking became necessary.
As soon as we arrived at the time share I got to work on dinner. We were some ravenous vacationers.
Luckily I’d brought with me all the fixings for veggie burritos: soy crumbles, peppers, taco seasoning, tortillas, and avocado
Exercise: Does sitting in a car count?