Dinner

This wasn't exactly dinner in its entirety. Although bread and wine and avocados seems like a perfectly acceptable way to dine to me. We also had white bean and mustard green soup topped with grated manchego cheese that was completely and utterly insanely delicious and perfect. One of my goals for 2013 was to drink better wine and I'm staying true to that with some $13 Chianti. So fancy! It also made me feel pretty awesome that my goal wasn't to lose weight, exercise more, or weigh a certain amount. I think (because I'm biased, obviously) it exhibits some maturity (perhaps alcoholism as well?) and confidence to be like "eff all that, I GOT that, bring on the good wine!" Wine is an antioxidant, yes?

A tip from my genius husband: microplanes are the bomb and you can use it to grate lemon and garlic over your avocado toast to give it some extra bite. I've never seen anyone microplane garlic but it's GENIUS! It makes the toast all spicy and potent.

In unrelated news, I can no longer do yoga. What is happening to me? All my joints hurt and I do not have the patience anymore. (PS NEVER LOOK UP ANYTHING ON THE INTERNET PERTAINING TO YOUR BODY! I'm sure you all knew this. But just in case you don't, please listen to me and stay away from google.) I'm still going in a desperate attempt to jog my body and memory back into shape, but thus far I've mostly laid in corpse pose while the instructors quietly ask if I'm ok and send confused glances my way. I'm not good at yoga, don't get me wrong, but I can get my freaking stretch on pretty well and I've been working on my form a lot. Until recently.

All I want to do is lay in bed and eat snack food while watching crap TV. I feel like I'm PMS-ing, only I'm nicer.