Note to all Canadians: The Greek Yogurt discovery occurred at Sobeys. But I went back a couple days ago and it was all gone. People, stop buying my Greek yogurt! I guess I should start writing letters to grocery stores politely demanding all shelves carry this stuff, clearly it’s in high demand! Does that work, writing letters to the grocery stores asking for products? Everyone ask for Greek!
So a few days ago I was eating (semi) normal foods.
Like on Monday when I ate…
Cereal (CORN BRAN) with frozen banana slices and GREEK yogurt
Messy salads with spinach, mushrooms, carrots, tomatoes, zucchini, tuna, baba and leftover potatoes.
MORE frozen fruit with MORE GREEK yogurt (and droplets of almond butter)
Mom Brownies…
Or like on Tuesday when I ate…
Plenty of pommes et bananes
Mini piles of tuna on not very hunky hunks of bread
Random dinner plate of kabocha squash (sadly not a very tasty one at all), baked tofu (xlike10), and steamed spinach with polenta fries and marinara.
Or even like on Wednesday when I ate…
Okay so this breakfast wasn’t even really semi normal but it was more than semi good – Cold mushy banana, cold mushy leftover squash, peanut butter mixed with maple syrup and almond milk, greek yogurt to top it all off.
Plus an iced coffee for an icy day. Sensical? Hardly. Delicious? Very. When it comes to iced coffee, sense gets thrown out the window.
A super veg bowl with lettuce, broccoli, tomatoes, carrots, leftover baked tofu, baba and honey mustard dressing. 
A handful (or two…) out of the frozen Christmas candy stash. Hiding things in the freezer is great…if you can forget they’re there. Lucky me my memory is greatly in tune for anything sugar-loaded lately. 
Giant egg-whitey pile of deelish on an english muffin with spinach, marinara and goat cheese
And some pumpkin spice tea/light hot chocolate with a clem.
Then Thursday came.
I tried out my new discovery of this sugar free french vanilla creamer in my morning java. Score.
And ate more delicious pommes alongside piles of cottage cheese (most of which was straight eaten from the container. Hand slap.) 
Then I was resourceful and used up a bunch of very old and stale ingredients hanging out in the cupboards to make cereal and fruit bars. Among the ingredients: butter, marshmallow, special k cereal, crumbled graham crackers, pepitas, sunflower seeds, dried apricots, raisins, dates. Many of these may have been stale but they sure made some tasty bars…
This pan x~3.
Then the combination of delicious stale cereal bar goodness + my addiction to sweet things + my lack of control with any kind of homemade good whatsoever + my bruised heart ego from a dumb boy resulted in stomach pains from eating nearly nothing but mass amounts of cereal bar for the rest of the day.
Seriously, I don’t even want to know how old those marshmallows or sunflower seeds were…
Oh I also ate some broccoli and polenta topped with marinara and sided by a fry pile just so I could eat something that wasn’t sweet for a minute or two.
But then I brought back the sweet with almond milk and grapes. And a lot more cereal bar crumbles later on.
Then today (Friday), I thought I was all good and I ate instant oats with with wheat germ, banana, grapes and almond butter nice and early before my early morning class.
Post class I went shopping (Oh hey Walmart…)with my good dear friend who listened to my lame back and forth guy confusion banter for half the trip. I bought pink nail polish and new sour gum and felt okay.
I was ready for eats when I got home so I ate salad and tuna. And yogurt and plenty of pineapple.
And then I was still okay and I watched my brother play Call of Duty and read magazines.
And then everyone in my house had things to do, places to go, people to see, and I was left alone with my thoughts and the dark of night coming in. That with feeling bummy plus cereal bars plus cereal boxes = lame lonely night full of a whole lot of cereal and salty cheeks. Stale cereal for a stale heart. Hardy har.
Worst guy luck ever. If you ever need guy advice, don’t come to me. I must make every mistake in the book. That or I’m way too picky and drawn only to those who possess a certain hidden trait of idiot. Or a combination of all of it. Either way, my feelings took a hit. Not very nice.
But in the name of positivity…
Beauty! I know I’m going to try…
Plus, it’s the weekend. Definitely can’t complain about that 
So with that being said:
Goodnight and HAPPY WEEKEND
What do you do to try staying positive when you’re feeling less than great?
Note to all Canadians: The Greek Yogurt discovery occurred at Sobeys. But I went back a couple days ago and it was all gone. People, stop buying my Greek yogurt! I guess I should start writing letters to grocery stores politely demanding all shelves carry this stuff, clearly it’s in high demand! Does that work, writing letters to the grocery stores asking for products? Everyone ask for Greek!
So a few days ago I was eating (semi) normal foods.
Like on Monday when I ate…
Cereal (CORN BRAN) with frozen banana slices and GREEK yogurt
Messy salads with spinach, mushrooms, carrots, tomatoes, zucchini, tuna, baba and leftover potatoes.
MORE frozen fruit with MORE GREEK yogurt (and droplets of almond butter)
Mom Brownies…
Or like on Tuesday when I ate…
Plenty of pommes et bananes
Mini piles of tuna on not very hunky hunks of bread
Random dinner plate of kabocha squash (sadly not a very tasty one at all), baked tofu (xlike10), and steamed spinach with polenta fries and marinara.
Or even like on Wednesday when I ate…
Okay so this breakfast wasn’t even really semi normal but it was more than semi good – Cold mushy banana, cold mushy leftover squash, peanut butter mixed with maple syrup and almond milk, greek yogurt to top it all off.
Plus an iced coffee for an icy day. Sensical? Hardly. Delicious? Very. When it comes to iced coffee, sense gets thrown out the window.
A super veg bowl with lettuce, broccoli, tomatoes, carrots, leftover baked tofu, baba and honey mustard dressing.
A handful (or two…) out of the frozen Christmas candy stash. Hiding things in the freezer is great…if you can forget they’re there. Lucky me my memory is greatly in tune for anything sugar-loaded lately.
Giant egg-whitey pile of deelish on an english muffin with spinach, marinara and goat cheese
And some pumpkin spice tea/light hot chocolate with a clem.
Then Thursday came.
I tried out my new discovery of this sugar free french vanilla creamer in my morning java. Score.
And ate more delicious pommes alongside piles of cottage cheese (most of which was straight eaten from the container. Hand slap.)
Then I was resourceful and used up a bunch of very old and stale ingredients hanging out in the cupboards to make cereal and fruit bars. Among the ingredients: butter, marshmallow, special k cereal, crumbled graham crackers, pepitas, sunflower seeds, dried apricots, raisins, dates. Many of these may have been stale but they sure made some tasty bars…
This pan x~3.
Then the combination of delicious stale cereal bar goodness + my addiction to sweet things + my lack of control with any kind of homemade good whatsoever + my bruised
heartego from a dumb boy resulted in stomach pains from eating nearly nothing but mass amounts of cereal bar for the rest of the day.Seriously, I don’t even want to know how old those marshmallows or sunflower seeds were…
Oh I also ate some broccoli and polenta topped with marinara and sided by a fry pile just so I could eat something that wasn’t sweet for a minute or two.
But then I brought back the sweet with almond milk and grapes. And a lot more cereal bar crumbles later on.
Then today (Friday), I thought I was all good and I ate instant oats with with wheat germ, banana, grapes and almond butter nice and early before my early morning class.
Post class I went shopping (Oh hey Walmart…)with my good dear friend who listened to my lame back and forth guy confusion banter for half the trip. I bought pink nail polish and new sour gum and felt okay.
I was ready for eats when I got home so I ate salad and tuna. And yogurt and plenty of pineapple.
And then I was still okay and I watched my brother play Call of Duty and read magazines.
And then everyone in my house had things to do, places to go, people to see, and I was left alone with my thoughts and the dark of night coming in. That with feeling bummy plus cereal bars plus cereal boxes = lame lonely night full of a whole lot of cereal and salty cheeks. Stale cereal for a stale heart. Hardy har.
Worst guy luck ever. If you ever need guy advice, don’t come to me. I must make every mistake in the book. That or I’m way too picky and drawn only to those who possess a certain hidden trait of idiot. Or a combination of all of it. Either way, my feelings took a hit. Not very nice.
But in the name of positivity…
Beauty! I know I’m going to try…
Plus, it’s the weekend. Definitely can’t complain about that
So with that being said:
Goodnight and HAPPY WEEKEND
What do you do to try staying positive when you’re feeling less than great?