I can assure you that cookie week isn’t over, it’s just sort of postponed for a few hours because I came down with a surprise case of food poisoning. I won’t go into details because this is a food blog and we’re all friends but let’s just say that yesterday all I wanted was something that was healthy and light on my stomach. Enter: this smoothie.
I’m not the best at taking care of myself. If Josh isn’t around to make me a smoothie and coffee in the morning, then I usually don’t drink a smoothie. (I always figure out my coffee situation.) But I’m trying to get better. This is a big part of an initiative I like to call “being an adult.”
Outshine Fruit Bars sent me over some fruit bars and I was pleasantly surprised when I looked at the ingredient list. No weird stuff. Basically just grapefruit juice, but frozen, so I figured it’d be an easy, nice addition to my morning smoothie.
My normal smoothies in the morning look horrifying. Like the most unattractive green color you’ve ever seen. So, I decided to skip the spirulina and maca and acaî in this smoothie recipe, and just keep it sort of classic and simple.
Did you ever have a chia pet as a kid? Every. single. visit. to the drug store, CVS, consisted of me trying to scheme my way into getting my mother to buy one.
It was those commercials, man! They were so convincing. In case you’re unfamiliar with chia pets, they were the plant of the early 90s that was all up on the television. The kit included a pottery shaped animal, like a dog or a cat or a pig, and chia seeds. You smothered the chia seeds with water?—I didn’t have one so I’m unsure—onto the pottery animal and overnight you’d have a whole plant! It was magic. The commercials showed this rapid growth in a time lapse that made my 8-year old self go, “oooooo!”
Now some twenty years later, they’re in this smoothie.
Right this very second, me writing these words is evidence of me procrastinating. Sure, I have to share this smoothie with you, blah blah, and we’ll get back to it. But really I should be in my kitchen testing recipes for big project I’m working on (I’ll tell you soon!).
Instead of cooking, I’m chilling on my couch, with one hand checking Instagram, another typing this, all while intermittently looking up at the TV to check out what Carrie’s doing on some random re-run of Sex and the City. (Seriously, what’d I do without E! playing these re-runs?! I did work, that’s what.)
It isn’t until I get totally disgusted with myself over said procrastination that I actually get the work done. And I have to say, I do my best work under pressure. I hustle. I get it done. But man, is it painful…
Please tell me you’re a procrastinator too. Don’t tell me you’re prompt, easily self-motivated, etc. Actually, do tell me that and tell me how you are. Procrastination cures. I need ’em.