I Love My Dysfunctional Body

Go Forth and Plant Seeds

June 12, 2009

Up until now, it hasn’t really bothered me that I live in the city and don’t have a garden. However, now that my diet consists of mostly fruit and vegetables, I am obsessed with having a garden. What is this strange desire to plant and grow and harvest? Is this just my biological clock again? Whatever the psycho(logical) explanation, I decided to feed this affliction with a little dirt and seed.

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Rice Yogurt?

June 3, 2009

I have really been going out on limbs in regards to new foods lately. Since I’m not convinced that dairy is the best thing for me, and I don’t particularly care for soy products, I’ve been trying various almond, coconut, and rice-derived alternatives. Blog Readers, meet Ricera Rice Yogurt. Ricera Rice Yogurt, meet Blog Readers.

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Costume Change: From Breakfast Puff to Breakfast Cake!

May 21, 2009

Unfortunately, Sunday’s Brunch Bunch Breakfast Puffs got stale after a few days. Rather than being wasteful, I remixed the breakfast puffs into delicious breakfast cakes! The benefit is that the new and improved cakes are much more nutritionally sound than the original puffs, while still maintaining their original yum-factor.

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Fun Food Friday

May 15, 2009

Today, the focus of Fun Food Friday is on snacks. Why? Because I like snacks, and I still have granola bars on the brain. Also, because I just consumed an entire bucket full of spinach and ricotta ravioli for lunch (dinner leftovers), and the only thing that I ever want to to do after eating 5,928 grams of carbs is eat chocolate and take a nap. Snack research is my only hope. Otherwise, I will surely be found snoring and drooling on my bank statements.

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Fun Food Friday

May 8, 2009

Let Fun Food Friday begin. This weeks installment includes lots of nuts, a splash of vegan mega-store, a touch of strawberry patch, some swanky vegan wine, and tons of love!

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Thoughtful Thursday

May 7, 2009

I rubbed, I stretched, I squatted. No stretch or rub or squat was good enough. I just could not loosen the thing up. After 10-12 hours of this, I reach a point where I am too frustrated to even deal with myself. It makes me feel like I am broken, and I abhor feeling broken (vulnerable, hurt, frail, damaged, defective, injured).

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