by golly

i'm tired. i did not by any means want to wake up this morning. i mean, not one single tiny little bit. so i stayed snuggled up for as long as i physically could. and than i knew i had to rise and shine and make my coffee and lunch and eat breakfast and ugh, get dressed.

i had another big bowl of peanut butter puffs for breakfast. i love those little round goodnesses of peanut butter flavor!

lunch was nothing fancy. same old, same old. turkey sandwich, honey mustard, pickles. side of grapes and strawberries
and a delicious yogurthowever, this is obviously neverrrr filling enough for me. because by 4o'clock i am starving. and by the time i am in my car and trekking home, i feel like i could nibble my arm off. ho hum.

thankfully, and smartly, i packed this bari was quite pumped to give the peanut butter honey flavor a try. because well, i like all of those things. peanut butter-check. honey-check.yay! i liked this. good work goodonya company! but i still don't think i'm a raw eater. but i still haven't given up in the raw department. i am game for trying out some raw recipes, perhaps. but! about this peanut butter honey treat.

it is made from pure, organic, live, whole foods. there aren't any chemicals put into their bars. (amen!) the premise of goodonya is to make you eat well and feel good. their ingredients are healthy, and they make them by hand in their cafe. this particular bar had 15.6 g of fat. which is a lot, but it is so filling. and i think they are supposed to be eaten more as a meal or something. not as a mid-afternoon snack. but whatever.

i have one more bar to go with this company. . .stay tuned!

i love coming home to packages. the first package consisted of a few goodies i ordered from amazon.

the second package came from the wonderful people of just tomatoeswahooo. they sent me some dried fruits and veggies and pineapple powder. i can't wait to give it all a try. i adore dried fruit! thankssss just tomatoes.

i was basically ridiculously hungry and didn't feel like waiting for my dad to finish the garden to eat dinner. so instead i made myself an egg wrap and paired it with some cheetos. i shouldn't have, but i did. sue me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

okay, so last night while laying in bed not being able to sleep, i decided i'd have a talk with god. i do that sometimes when i'm driving, or running or laying in bed. i haven't always been a god talker. it wasn't until i became slightly obsessed with my college priest. (holla, father mike!) before that, i always thought it was strange to talk to god. because i never felt any satisfaction after doing so. like, i was just talking to myself. (which i totally also do) but i don't know, during many conversations with father michael, things he would say to me started to stick. one of them being, if you never talk to him, how will he hear what you have to say? it was at that moment that something sort of stuck-and my daily ramblings to g.o.d. began. (you down with g.o.d.? yeah you know me!) i don't know if he's always listening. i don't even know if he always cares what i have to say, but i say it anyway. (and um, isn't it a rule that god has to care what we all say?) still, a little piece of me is always looking for the satisfaction of whether or not he is up there on that cloud tuning into what i have to say. as in, if he is listening, why doesn't he answer? i know he is a busy man. i know there are a million and one other questions he needs to handle. i get it. but just one of these times, i'd like a response. something. anything. thanks, dude upstairs. i greatly appreciate it. and i'll patiently impatiently be waiting.

ps, god. when i said i'd like a boyfriend-that didn't mean to have the toll booth man slip me his digits. come on, you know i'm picky! but thanks anyway.