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Never, EVER, let me into Trader Joe's when I'm craving chocolate.
I made it through Target with just a passing look at their candy aisle. Walked right past Panera and their scrumptuous baked goodies with hardly a second glance. I was so good in TJs, resisiting the bins of delicious cookies and scrumptous ice creams. But when I got to the check out lane my will dissolved into a puddle of desire. How could I resist dark chocolate *and* a praline filling? HOW I ask you? Yeah, you couldn't either I bet.
So I bought it, and bless you TJs, you always use high quality chocolate in your confections. A higher butterfat content, nice bittersweet dark chocolate, and smooth creamy fillings. And it's rich and satisfying enough that I'm not tempted to eat the whole package in one sitting.
And just what IS it about their checkout lanes? I can't resist picking something up while I'm waiting. I was >< this close to getting a package of chili-lime peanuts too! Stop & Shop I have no problems resisting their paltry selection of York Peppermint Patties and Kit Kats. But TJs? They get me every time.
With school taking up alot of emotional and intellectual power over the last year, I've been very lax in the food and cooking department. I've eaten lunch as school more times than I care to admit, and I can say that my waistline and health has shown it.
As soon as I turned in those last three papers yesterday, my passion for cooking was instantly rekindled (funny that!) And so I've started thinking alot about how I can better prepare lunch so that next year, which will be even WORSE than this year if you can imagine it, I won't be eating poorly. I rediscovered Bento Boxes, and I'm DYING for a system to organize my lunches this way! I haven't decided if a Mr. Bento (I like being able to bring soup or other wet entrees) or a Laptop Lunch (I like all the little containers and the space for silverware) would better fit my needs, but I love them, I love the idea of little numnums tucked away in containers, I love the visual feast you can create for yourself.
So here's to a summer of better eating. I can't wait for the local farms to get underway (this crazy weather hasn't helped much. Come on lettuce!)
The only redeeming factor in this movie was Colin Firth. *fans self* He could insult me *any* day. Aside from that, I wish Bridget would get her head out of her own ass. I cannot even imagine what a travesty the sequel must be.
MaryAnn has a jaw-dropping post regarding women's reproductive health, or more accurately, some of the current attitudes towards your uterus, or the uterus of someone you love. Go forth and become enraged.
On the one hand, this would be ridiculously easy to make oneself and well, after the whole Frank Cho thing on PvP, I'm not sure I care about supporting the artist anymore. On the other, gimmie! (why doesn't this come in babydoll tees??)
Or, perhaps, hehe gimmie!
Don't get some blood drawn for some routine tests and then immediately pick up your 15 lbs. bookbag with the arm that has a gaping hole in your vein. Ouch.
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Bruce Campbell: If Chins Could Kill: Confessions of a B Movie Actor
I'm still waiting to warm up to this autobiography. Maybe I need to see Army of Darkness again. (**)