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Pretzels in the morning

We finally got a new camera!  Unfortunately, this means that I have no photos from the weekend.  This is due to a combination of two things:

1.  I am lazy.

2.  We haven’t bought a memory card yet, so it only holds about ten pictures and those were used to capture some Saturday night antics.

Chris is buying one today, so we should be all set.  And I uploaded the other pictures last night, so I was able to take a picture of these pretzels for you before I went to the gym:

Exciting, right?  I’ll try to be back with something better later.  I have kind of a busy day, so don’t leave me hate comments if I slack off until tomorrow.

Oh!  But you can read this account of our dinner Saturday night on Chris’s blog.  It was quite bizarre and entertaining.


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I have a melon problem

Yikes.  I have eaten so much cantaloupe today.  Here is just a small portion of it:

I can’t help it.  It’s so good and cold and fresh.  I need to not buy melons and pineapples and other large fruits because Chris never eats them and then I eat them all.  In one day, usually.  Not that that’s a bad thing, but it’s probably not necessarily a good thing either.

Oh well.  Another day, it might be cookies, so I should count my blessings.

I also had some pretzels:

And this morning, surprise, a Z Bar:

I ate this because I was still hungry after breakfast.  I think this is because I waited too long after my work out to eat.  My spinning class ended at 7:30 and by the time I walked Jack, showered, and did a bunch of stuff for work, it was almost ten and I was starving.

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Overly enthusiastic

This morning I went to a spinning class I’ve never been to before, and there was a woman there who, well…she took a liking to me, I guess you could say.

The class was a little crowded so I wasn’t surprised when she sat down next to me.  But then she started talking.  Have I mentioned that I am of the belief that speaking and exercise do not mix?

First she started telling me about how good her coffee was this morning.  I wasn’t upset about this, because we still had about three minutes until the class started and I thought for sure she’d shut up.  Also, I like coffee, so whatever, I’m glad she enjoyed hers.  Great.

Then, the class started, and nearly every time the music changed, she would lean over and yap to me.  You know, things like, “Whew!  That was a tough one!” and “He’s really working us hard today!”  She also kept asking me who certain songs were by, and she just couldn’t believe that she’s heard this song about a thousand times and never knew who the artist was until today when I came along and enlightened her.

But I really knew she liked me when, during a particularly hard hill, she yelled out “This is for you!” and pointed at me.

I’m not kidding.  It was amazing.  And now I can never go to the Tuesday morning spin class again.

Before I left my apartment, my stomach was growling and I grabbed a handful of pretzels:

I don’t know why I’ve been hungry in the morning the past few days, because I’m never hungry before I go to the gym, but whatever.  I don’t mind an extra opportunity to eat.

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I can’t stop eating

I am starving today.  I don’t know what’s wrong with me.  I didn’t really have dinner last night, I think that’s the problem.  I split a couple pieces of cheese and a salad with Chris at the wine bar, and then went to meet another friend for dinner, but I wasn’t very hungry at that point so I just ordered another salad, which I ended up not eating because it tasted like a garlic clove.  I like garlic, but I don’t want to bite into a bulb, thanks. By the time I got home, I just wanted to go to bed.

So, anyway, this is slightly embarrassing.  Here we go.

A Kashi bar I grabbed on the way to the gym this morning:


Not all of it, but I ate it out of the container.

A mini muffin:

And a few pretzels:

At least I didn’t eat a cookie.  Yet.

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Long day

Last night the gallery crawl turned into a “let’s find the ones with the best open bar” crawl, and we ended the night at a diner.  I had a bowl of chocolate ice cream and a couple of my friend’s fries.  I thought that was pretty good, considering the state I was in.  Sorry, no pictures.  Again, let’s consider the state I was in.

Today I ran a bunch of errands, normal Saturday stuff.  I made Chris these potatoes for lunch because he was dealing with a crisis:

The crisis, of course, was that his Sun Chip stash had run dry.  Anyway, I stole a couple to have before I made myself a smoothie.  They were really good.

Then later we watched There Will Be Blood because we are having a rather heavy rain storm.  I ate some yogurt with fig jam and pretzels:

And a fig.  You know, for garnish.  I had a couple more pretzels after this too, and a small bite of Chris’s Z Bar.  And two strawberries.  Yikes.  Snacky McSnackerson.

Which brings us to dinner.  I made this recipe, but added some soy sauce, mung bean sprouts, shitake mushrooms, tofu and scallions:

I highly recommend it.

Now I have to harness my energy to go out again and celebrate a birthday.  I already fell asleep during the movie, so I think I’m in trouble.

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Couple of snacks:

Yes, more grapes.

The fig jam with some whole wheat pretzels.  Multiply this by two.  I never should have started, but I was hungry and I’m not sure when I’m going to eat dinner.  I’m going to a gallery crawl on the LES tonight.  I much prefer bar crawls, but…

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Me, Me, Me

As if I don’t talk about myself enough, I got tagged to write five things about myself by Cara and Jenny. They want to know more. Here is what I am to do:

1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.
2. Share 5 facts about yourself.
3. Tag 5 people at the end of your post and list their names, linking to them.
4. Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving a comment at their blogs.

Okay. So. Here we go.

1. I really, really, really hate when my food touches on my plate. I use a different plate for everything. Which sucks because we don’t have a dishwasher. Unless you count Chris. Which, for the record, I do.

2. I am obsessed with cooking shows. My family may have been the last in the country to get cable television, so I watched the ones on PBS when I was little. I also used to get in my sandbox and make mud pies and “talk to my audience.”

3. I do not understand music and movies, which are things that everyone else likes and so this makes me weird. I always pick horribly stupid movies, and things like band names, song titles and lyrics just don’t stick with me.

4. I had a hamster when I was little, which I creatively named Hamy.

5. I am from West Virginia. Because of this, I am not so good at living in a city. For instance, I always forget to lock our apartment door when I am inside. Chris hates this. Also, sometimes he comes home and knocks just to see if I’ll ask who it is before I let him in. I consistently fail this test.


And now, on to the food. I had my salad last night, with a piece of the strange bread I had to buy at the grocery store because it was the only loaf that didn’t have HFCS:

It’s kind of good bread. Kind of not. I can’t decide. It’s called Healthy Delite, and apparently it’s “Made From the Old Country.” Or so the package says. I’m not quite sure what this means, but I fell for it. It sounds good, right? I also don’t know why it’s “lite.” It is 80 calories a slice, which is relatively standard in my experience.

This, however, was a HUGE slice, like three times the size of all the others, but like I said, the package clearly states that it is 80 calories a slice and someone from the Old Country cut this into one slice so it can’t possibly be more than 80 calories, am I right?

I also had this, which you may or may not think is weird:

Strawberry fruit spread and pretzels. I am on the verge of a strawberry fruit spread addiction. It is my new thing.

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