So, I survived my day of acting like a grown-up. During my presentation, I even won the hearts of my audience by referring to our content pool as "svelte and sassy." Yes, I am an editor. I still have the giant zit, but whatever.
After a long workday, I got directions to a Whole Foods, where I bought myself a salad. And by "salad," I mean almost a pound of all their yummy prepared salads with a little spinach thrown on top to make it look healthier. I also treated myself to a lemon bar from the bakery.
The plan was to throw the vittles in the fridge in my hotel room and then trek over to the fitness center. But, umm? I'm fucking tired! So, I ate on my bed while watching Friends reruns and reading an old copy of Glamour.
And now, for the really, really important thing I have to tell you.
The lemon bars at Whole Foods?
Must be made with crack. Crack and whole cream and pixie dust and magic lemons from a magic lemon tree. Seriously. This was the best lemon bar I have ever had. And it was huge. And I was only going to eat half. But I ate the whole thing. And I refuse to apologize. The layer of shortbread, the layer of creamy lemon, and the layer of sweet frosting-y, Cool Whip-y goodness combined to take over my brain.
I have no regrets.
Oh lemon bar please
Be my valentine; I will
Knit you a warm scarf
Just a reminder ... time is running out! Enter my haiku-tastic contest and win a Fabulous Valentine's Day Gift Pack!
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You are making me miss my days of traveling for work. After reading your post, my waistline is very happy that the nearest Whole Foods is about a 50 minute drive. No lemon bars for me.
Amaretto Sour
You make me far happier
than any boy with hands
OK, so I'm nervous about the next date and hoping he won't be another handsy type.
I heart hand-knit goods:
A warm scarf is a new friend,
a hug for my neck.
You're the sassiest, Cha Cha.
Ok, I am on a haiku hang over- I just left a few on the original post.Why, I feel like a young school girl again- my bwain hurts!
I am addicted to lemon bars. And now that you mention it, I think I will make some before my freakin eating healthy d-day has to start. I'll probably float away like Violet Beauregarde did in Willy Wonka... except as a lemon of course.
I was in an article in Glamour once. Sheila Weller (Senior contributing editor)is a compassionate, gifted listener, and I thank her every day for believing in me.
I submit my humble offerings composed as I dosed on the plane last night from NY thinking about today. Thank goodness February has a day devoted to red hearts and love - for our girlfriends, grandmothers, aunts, moms...and ourselves. Ladies, buy yourself a daring shade of red lipstick or go home and paint your toenails red after a long, hot bubblebath and a glass of vino. Take care!
Go Red for Women!
Cabernet, Merlot, Syrah.
Make my girls' hearts strong.
I wear red today
for Gramma, Rosie and Mom.
Remembered. Missed. Loved.
I work in Boston! Did you freeze your ass off these last few days or what?
That actually sounds like a really fun evening!
And the lemon bar...hmmmm.
:)
Cha Cha - Let me start by thanking you for the haiku contest! I had never written a haiku before. I love new things so here are my first three attempts:
you will find me death
and take me away from here
but not yet my friend
I found it one day
that delicious piece of joy
But it went away
you think you know me
But life you are mistaken
I will surprise you
They're not funny but I tried to just put down the first few thoughts that came to me...
I hope you like them!
Hugs :)
Angie, your haiku's were truly beautiful... ;-)
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