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Feeling Foggy

Have you ever had days where your mind feels more than a smidgen awry, and you think, “Who the hell am I?”

Of course, I could be feeling foggy for many reasons. Shall I count the ways?

  • My head’s a little shaken from my rugby game this afternoon. We were missing a couple of key players, so it was rough and everyone got considerably banged up.
  • I was drunk on Friday night. Not that unusual for a college student, but I don’t drink often, and I didn’t plan for it while eating dinner (read: did not eat bread to soak up the alcohol!) so 2 shots and I was done for.
  • I pulled an all-nighter to write a paper on Thursday night. In my defense, I had dance rehearsals & performances every night that week, and I didn’t start the paper until 1 a.m. Ok, that’s a pitiful defense.
  • I’ve been listening to Ree Drummond’s The Pioneer Woman on my iPod. Ergo, my head is spinning with dreams of my own real-life romance with a cowboy.
  • My mom and my sister are coming to visit in a week, so I need to finish my final paper for class before they arrive. Good thing analyzing Ramakrishna’s mystio-erotic spirtuality through the lens of Hindu masculinity will be an exciting paper to write!

Who the hell am I?

School-produced vegetarian goodness! That blue dot conveys how local the ingredients are; I think the blue is the closest?

The dinner that was not sufficient to withstand alcohol a couple hours later. Being a lightweight is both a gift and a curse!

Not just an egg..

An egg on top of a spinach, onion, mushroom, & chickpea salad. It was lovely.

And yes, it was really sunny that day! Hence the summery, east-coast-y dress. Topped with a J.Crew sweater, no less. You can take the girl outta Connecticut...

Pear & PB oats. I stirred in a spoonful of plain greek yogurt at the end that made them really gooey!

Golden delicious.

Orange. It tasted amazing when I was very slightly hungover.

Roasted brussels sprouts! It's been too long.

Post-rugby spinach with chickpeas, brussels sprouts, & nutritional yeast.

Despite the fog, here’s what’s making me happy at the moment:

My roomate did not pick up ORGANIC spinach like I asked, but for the first time I'm having Popeye-mascot-branded spinach!! How cute!

On that note, the apartment fridge is STOCKED. Can you spot the questionable purchases?

Not only did I roast brussels sprouts today, but I prepped my smoothie for tomorrow morning!

I enjoy creeping on my roommates playing frisbee. The mountain background is irresistably epic!

And last but not least…

I can't wait to keep listening to this on my way to school tomorrow! Yum.


Anything not-so-nice about your weekend worth ranting about?

What is your opinion on frisbee?



If I can make it there, I can make it anywhere

That title is referring to vegetarian dining in Oklahoma.

With carnivorous rugby players 🙂

Even though our coach excitedly informed me that there was “one of my kind” on the men’s team, I had already acknowledged that the meal dining-out situation could get hairy. But I am proud to say…I am one skilled menu-reader/order-changer/waiter-questioner. I survived!

The 11 hour car ride from Colorado to Oklahoma was nutritious enough:

Whole wheat bread w/ peanut butter, frozen strawberries

And then we stopped by a Waffle House by our hotel for dinner.

I know.

Usually I looooove an excuse to have breakfast for dinner, but I’ve had Waffle House waffles once before, and I feel sorry for truckers that think they’re the best. Not to be sassy…but there is a bigger, better world of waffles out there.

So what did I do?

May I introduce the “large dinner salad?” Better than nothing.

And two eggs over easy, for protein.

If I can make it there, I can make it anywhere. Yes?

Things went up from there! The next dinner at Saltgrass Steakhouse, I scoured the menu and ordered,

“the side spinach salad, the seasonal veggies, and a baked sweet potato, please.”

I made sure to be extra nice to the waitress, which wasn’t too hard when you’re dining with male rugby players 🙂 No pictures, though, because they don’t know me that well yet and didn’t want to freak them out.

And I had half of the sweet potato for breakfast the next day, with a smear of peanut butter on top! Yummy.

(I just wrote “swear” instead of “smear”. Merely typing “rugby” affects me like that…)

I also got a soy latte or two while getting my coach’s (mandatory) coffees in the morning.

(Her order is a Venti Toffee Nut Latte with Half & Half. I am glad to be a girl who enjoys the simpler things in life!)

Since we girl ruggers didn’t have games to play, our nights were spent terrorizing Norman, Oklahoma, including its late night munchie scene. My belly was often still full from the night before once the morning came, so I basically became a fruititarian (?) by day…

Along with these amazing gummy calcium supplements we shared 🙂 Too cute to pass up!

But the moment of truth was the dinner at…

“Ron’s Burger & Chili Joint.”

Oh dear oh dear. Was I up to it??

Mission accomplished!

Dinner salad (I picked off the horrendous amount of unmentioned bacon & cheese and requested extra black beans) and a grilled cheese, which I didn’t finish because it wasn’t too great. I did polish off some root beer floats, too!

Next time in Oklahoma (let’s hope that never happens), I wanna see what THIS is all about:

Yes, steakhouse sushi. Apparently it’s quite popular, and pricey!

Maybe my teammates and I can steal another pitcher of beer from a downtown bar.

(We never drank it, but kept it as a trophy in the fridge)

Oh, and I’m so done with burger joints.

(That’s fried zucchini and a german chocolate chiller. I’ve had better!)

Thankfully, there are worse ways to spend your spring break than being team moms for the men’s rugby team.

And there are worse ways to spend rainy days than watching the beautiful sport of rugby.

If I can make it in Oklahoma, I can make it anywhere.

But for now, I’m happy to be back in the state of Colorado, where flannel is acceptable evening wear, recycling is your code of living, and vegetarianism is far from a foreign word.

What’s the wackiest state you’ve ever been to? And what’s the weirdest thing you did there?

My Oklahoma highlight was dressing up the only not-21 girl with us to resemble a guy from the men’s team so she could use his ID. It worked, and we went to a strip club. What up, Oklahoma!

A Mili

When you start the day off with this song:

That’s a sign you’re coming off a pretty badass weekend.

Yeah, I’ll explain that in a bit…

Here’s what went down!

My rugby team won our Sunday game…


What up! As usual, I’m sore and bruised all over.

However, another teammate of mine broke her wrist during a scrimmage on Thursday, so I’m pretty darn thankful to be intact.

(By the way, how did I manage to bruise a toenail? It’s my big toe. It hurts and it’s making movement annoyingly difficult.)

  • My college’s annual “Drag Ball” happened, and since I had a rugby game the next day, I did not drink for it. Seeing guys dressed as girls is funny when you’re sober, but admittedly much more hilarious when you’ve got a couple shots in you.

Dressing our guy friends up

I grabbed my roommate’s kimono and dubbed myself…

” a young samurai in training…in his evening wear.”

It’s a very mature college event.

  • I snagged a suhweeet pair of cowboy boots at the thrift store for $9.99. Yay bargain shopping!

We almost bought this hula hoop, too.

  • On a random baking whim, I made molasses bread. It showed me that I haven’t baked lately…and it shows, haha! But I’ll get back into it soon.

I made up for it with more beautiful food over the weekend.

Starting with the best quiche I’ve ever had:

(and a GUY made it!)

Post-rugby salad:

Mixed greens, nutritional yeast, rosemary & tumeric socca

1/2 a Pita Pit hummus wrap with tzatziki sauce

(I am being fed so well by Arabic department events! This was a Tunisian Revolution information session.)

Feast in the dining hall:

Shards of a blueberry muffin:

And…you had to know this was coming…

Yurp, green monsters galore! I think I had 3 in 3 days. Win!

1 orange, spinach, protein powder, cinnamon, water (skimpy but swell!)

The norm: banana, spinach, protein powder, almond milk, cinnamon

I’m off to ballet and the gym,where I will continue to extend my badass-ness from the weekend!

Holla! Have a great day!

Tell me one awesome thing you did this weekend.






It’s a word that, in my opinion, is underused in the English language.

It’s as if by using a more passive word, like “sure,” we’re letting ourselves off the hook in whatever we’re agreeing to.

“Sure, I’ll throw a birthday party at my place.” How lame is that?! When you have my approval, I want you to know it, and you will!

So, absolutely, I will host a 21st birthday party at my place this time around.

Absolutely, I will clean up all the beer cans and odd table arrangements scattered around my apartment.

Absolutely, I will look for your hat… 1) on my floor 2) on the field where we lit sparklers at midnight.

Absolutely, I will never eat sausage & pepperoni pizza in sketchy bar again, no matter how starving I am and no matter how much money nice older men contribute to our bar tab.

(Absolutely nothing has made my stomach feel good today; and I didn’t even drink last night!)

I absolutely love birthdays, and my wonderful friends who have them.

But I absolutely need a detox (again).

I’m absolutely hoping that next Sunday I will not, for once, have another 21st birthday party to attend.

I am absolutely hoping to feast on yogurt tomorrow morning.

I absolutely will forgive my roommate for devouring my leftover squid & octopus (though not without difficulty).

And I absolutely cannot wait for winter to be over.

Fill in the blank: I absolutely_________.

Make it weird! Teehee. Have a wonderful Tuesday!

Vegas: Daylight Activities

It’s undeniable why Vegas appeals to recently-turned-21-year-olds.

You can drink all day. In public. Out of ridiculous containers. With no shame!

I have a confession: I don’t like the taste of alcohol. At all. So the open champagne bars and sugardaddy’d bottle service were ok, but what I really enjoyed was walking around in the sunshine with a sweet-like-candy cocktail.

I first sipped on a Fru Fru, which is probably the girliest name you could give to a drink. I think it had 4 different types of liquer in it, including banana, so of course it was right up my alley!

However, girls cannot live on liquor alone, so we stopped at the Hard Rock Cafe for real food.

Like true college kids, we decided to forgo real meals and just share appetizers. 4, in fact!

Bruschetta (I dominated this), Nachos

Lettuce wraps, buffalo wings

We then raided the M&M store’s candy dispensers for a little dessert 😉

We also swung by the Coca Cola store, where we could have gotten “soda flights,” like this couple.

Following our totally responsible pattern of eating, we had chinese food & Chipotle for breakfast!

I had mixed veggies, veggie spring rolls, cream cheese ragoons, & honey-walnut shrimp (I couldn’t resist!)

Another tall drink was in order:

This time, a pina colada. Almost too strong for me! I am such a weakling.

Other daylight sights:

Vegas is probably not the best place to observe my zodiac-ordained qualities.

We got nail designs for free!


Pretty rocks.

At times, we found ourselves so exhausted that we just picked a sofa and sat. For a long time.

I ended up buying a pair of stripper boots. They were on sale, don’t judge me!

(does anyone else make up an alter ego when they go out? I chose to become Chloe, an interior designer from Pennsylvania)

We also tried to help out drunks on the street (unsuccessfully)And we held snakes when the guy on the street told us, “If you’re hot, it’s free!” Sweet deal.

We spent a lot of time laughing at boys’ exposed buttcracks, suprisingly frequent in Vegas.

Our last stop was a patisserie with the world’s longest chocolate fountain. No joke!

We became entranced watching the videos there on the making of cakes. Bien sur, we had to try a croissant. It was flakey and scrumptious.

After a bit more drooling over the how-to videos of chocolate flowers and such…

It was time to catch our plane home.

Wandering around and drinking during the daytime was interesting, but the real fun we had was at night, when we hit up the clubs! Pictures from those escapades will be appearing later, as they’re not on my camera. The DSLR doesn’t fare well in clubs 🙂

How do you like to spend your vacations? Do you like to stay out late or get an early start in the morning?

Normalcy in food will resume later today 🙂

21 & Other Events

Sup y’all! It was hilarious to read about your 21st birthday celebrations, even if you can’t remember them too well! I hope you can understand why it’s taken me so long to bounce back from mine…hehe.

Superbowl weekend was nicely balanced with work and play.

I partied hard (a.k.a. attended multiple house parties, hugged lots of people and stayed out until the wee hours) on Friday night, and it was just what I needed. My school is small, but there are so many kids I haven’t seen in the longest time! I even found out that one of my roommates from freshman year (I was in a triple) is getting married! Ahhh! 2 years can change so much!

I don’t really recall what I had for breakfast Saturday morning oh, that’s right! I didn’t wake up until 11 and wasn’t hungry till well past 1. But I rallied with my first attempt at socca!

Are you intrigued? Hmm?

I knew socca was a favorite of the Pure2Raw twins and the Fitnessista; they said it was easy, so I pulled my garbanzo bean flour out of the pantry and hopped to it!

I mixed equal parts garbanzo bean flour and water (1/2 cup each), then added salt, pepper, rosemary, thyme

(I definitely didn’t use thyme. My fingers were just itching to write a Simon and Garfunkel song!)

I schlopped about a tablespoon of coconut oil on the skillet and poured the batter on

I’m not coordinated enough to make multiple pancakes (as you’ll see later), so I made one big one!

I just cooked each side for a few minutes until it look toasted. I sauteed a red bell pepper in balsamic vinegar to go along with it. Good decision!

The socca was really delicious, and really filling! I guess that’s because each serving of garbanzo bean flour has 6g protein, 18g of carbohydrate (of which a hefty 5g is fiber) and an impressive 10% of the daily value for iron, and I had 2 servings! I’ll have to make this a habit; not only did it taste delicious, but the apartment smelled amazingly herby.

I went to a free hot yoga class with a friend later in the afternoon. Have y’all ever tried hot or Bikram yoga? I don’t do it often; I prefer yoga that’s more touchy-feely, inspirational, and flowing, preferably with some hipster music, candles and incense. The whole spiritual nine yards. To me, hot yoga feels more like I’m atoning for my sins by sweating buckets and holding postures for way longer than my attention span can take. But I have to admit, it feels great once in a while! There’s a CorePower yoga studio (do y’all have this chain in your state?) just minutes from campus, so I try to catch their free once-a-week hot yoga classes when I get the chance.

When I got home, I was dehydrated and starving! Good thing my muscles weren’t too tired, because I really wanted to make spaghetti squash. Here I am wrestling to cut it:

I even let my knife-happy roommate try to halve the squash. He gave up! He took a picture of me instead.

Eventually I worked that knife through that stubborn squash and got dinner on the table. I used Kath’s spaghetti squash method but I think I’m going to attempt a microwave cooking next time. I’m too impatient for the oven!

Served over spinach and tossed with chickpeas and red pepper

Later that night, when I tried to make oatmeal pancakes, I set off the smoke alarm.

Ok, so they were a little burnt. Oops?

Still delicious. In preparation for birthday celebrations, I did some late-night schoolwork (aka bible reading!) so I could relax the next day.

And relax I did! I woke up, did some Zumba, then headed to a superbowl party.

Grapefruit before I left. I mostly ate it because we have a grapefruit spoon, for once!

Packers colors?


Confession: I didn’t eat a lot of real food on superbowl day, so when I started birthday party #1 later that night, 2 shots went riiiiiight to me and I was pretty schwasty. But that’s appropriate for your 21st, right? My rugby team gave me one heck of a party; I’ve never felt so loved.

It’s also convenient that my teammates don’t need any convincing to drink on a Sunday night. What sports!

I headed home at 1:30 AM and went to class 8 hours later, fully coherant. Success!

Yesterday (the real birthday) the shenanigans were much more tame.

The only times I ever CRAVE bagels is after a night of heavy drinking. Luckily, someone had picked up everything bagels, my FAVORITE! I made do without cream cheese and put avocado on top.

(I don’t do that whole “I’m so hungover I can’t stand the thought of food” thing. When I’ve lost my appetite, I know something’s very, very wrong.)

Seaweed snack (I liked!)


And dinner with the apartment:

Potato, apple & onion casserole

(We were missing a salad, so I ended up grabbing the huge mixed greens container from the fridge and passing it around the table!)

Birthday pie (so much better than cake!)


The sweetest gift ever (it’s a rugby ball!)

And Monday night shenanigans.

Good thing we have geeks-in-residence to fix the stereo system!

I hope y’all have recovered from superbowl weekend easily enough! As for me, I’m hoping to get back on a proper sleep schedule by tomorrow.

Question: What’s the best gift you’ve received lately? I love my signed rugby ball, but I think heartfelt toasts are the best gift of all 🙂


The Most Wonderful Time

I couldn’t sleep until 5 AM last night.

That’s the perfect excuse to roll out of bed just before noon, stumble to the kitchen, and plop down with a magazine and a sweet spinach muffin.

I mean, that’s the logical thing to do, right?

(My apologies for the horrible photography; I’m getting a real camera for Christmas!)

I made The Chic Life’s Sweet Spinach Muffins the other day, and even though spinach is one of my favorite foods and I love anything with it, these muffins are DELICIOUS. So sweet. So hearty. So worthy of breakfast, which is my favorite meal of the day, so they’re pretty good.

The other pro to waking up around noon? I had to bake for my friend’s party that night. Time constraints, right?

Pumpkin molasses cookies for the win! They were devoured at the party, and I hardly had time to interject, “They’re vegan!”

Other party shenanigans:

(I was figuring out how to play “Christmas Tree” by Lady Gaga)

(I accidentally made a dradel-esque “snowflake,” so I decided to run with it and make a star and crescent to rep Islam as well as Judaism. Can you tell I’m a religion major?)

What college party is complete without festive jello shots?

Or alcohol-infused whipped cream?

As my face shows, it is both tasty, silly, and strong.

I really hope they sell this in Colorado. Otherwise, I’ll just make my own, because it’s way too much fun!

Wendy takes a cookie. Sweeney will discover their deliciousness later.

When it comes to college parties, there are some questions that might never be answered.

  • When will grinding give way to another dance style?
  • How did I happen to come across the one thorny stick in the leaf pile I just walked through?
  • Should I dress like a skank when I know it’s freezing outside?
  • Why does my best friend’s table have a random smattering of Advil, earring backs, and cookies?

Foods, friends, and frolicking fucked-up-ly for fun.

It’s the most wonderful time.



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