Love always finds you when you’re least expecting it.
Or, so everyone said. I was sitting in my car this afternoon, knuckles white on my steering wheel while rain fell from the sky in an indecisive manner; a little drop here, a large drop there, completely dry across the street. My forehead still held a couple beads of sweat from the afternoon’s heat, while my mind was calculating the time left until I was done with work. Don’t take that the wrong way - my internship is beyond amazing and in an ideal world I’d never leave and work 20 hour days (okay, maybe the last part is a stretch… I also like having a social life. Sometimes…). Anyway, the stoplight turned green and I pressed down slowly on the accelerator, my eyes searching for the shop I was sent to for invitation supplies.
You guys, I fell in love. The kind of love where the door is only half open and you know it’s the one. Do I believe in love at first sight? I do now.
1. Chevron Lokta Journals - I don’t even know how to pronounce the name of it, so you know it’s quality (Lawkta? Lookta? Loukta?). I’ve been on the hunt for a good journal/diary/doodling pad lately, and this is the perfect simple and elegant solution.
2. Art of Instruction Botanical Journals - they’re beautiful, and classy-yet-fun. The art history geek in me also has an interest in renaissance floral paintings (look beneath the surface everyone! They’re all wrought with underlying messages), so this totally gets my adoration.
3. Elegant Notes Journal - for a simpler option to fulfill my journal craving. I also love that it’s lined and with thin margins.
4. THIS!! THIS!! THIS!! I NEED this. Cavallini Florence Map Wrapping Paper. Framed pronto, please. (On the realz, I’ll probably be getting this before I head into my internship tomorrow. It’s amazing.)
5. Uniball Gold Gel Pen - because a) it’s a gel pen #hellomiddleschool, and b) it’s GOLD. Can you even imagine the calligraphic possibilities?
6. Rifle Floral Notepad - because I have a weakness for Rifle Paper Co. and everyone knows it.
When I’m working, my weakness comes at lunch time.
In the morning, packing an all-fruit lunch sounds perfect and refreshing… until a coworker or manager starts talking about the goodies that small local grocer on the corner has, and “oh it’s so easy to walk to during my break I go there all of the time”. So what do I do next? I go and explore such goodies, usually consuming them with my packed lunch, which by now has transformed from perfect and refreshing to a parallel with bird’s food. My packed lunches just can’t give me that fulfilling sweet antidote to the mid-afternoon slump. Until now. It is so easy and has been hiding right in my kitchen this whole time… I present to you, ladies and gentlemen: the strawberries + cinnamon + sugar lunchtime pair. Throw this in with an apple, diced pineapple, and a protein bar, and you’re set for lunch. It was such a satisfying end to my break, it was easy to skip the grocer goodies!
This is so good I can’t even sit still.
GF Girl Day 13: Chicken & Waffles
Picture this: Tangy and spicy chipotle sauces swirled harmoniously around gluten free golden homemade waffles that deliver just the right balance of crunch-to-gooey-batter-ratio. Topped with fried chicken and a dollop of fresh cream sauce. With an order of spiced pommes frites on the side and a swig of hard cider, of course.
Yeah, the gluten free life is pretty good.
This picture does not do any of these appliances justice.
I know, I know, I know. I’m in the art school… yet these are the kind of pictures I allow on my blog? I apologize profusely. In my defense, my brain is so maddened with want that I just needed some kind of graphic to be produced quickly, so I could tell the world about my love for these things. I know, "Jocelyn, people out in the world have real problems… and you are so overcome with greed?" Yes. And it’s inexcusable. But hey, sometimes I like to daydream. I’ll work on saving the world tomorrow (after I dream about these mini-appliances).
1. Okay, so weirdly I have been super interested in trying a peanut-butter-banana-protein smoothie. Weird because I don’t like bananas, but I think that their main contribution would be a smoothie-esque texture. I also wouldn’t mind some margaritas, either… hence the Cuisinart blender. I couldn’t find a link to the exact blender shown, but any 7-speed would be a-okay in my book.
2. Like the saying goes, “you never know a good thing until it’s gone” (or something like that). My ma has one at home, so I’ve always assumed a KitchenAid stand mixer is standard in any kitchen. I’m here to tell you that they are absolutely not. I use it probably every other day when I’m home, but there’s a lack of any kind of mixer in a college dorm… let’s change this, eh?
3. CROCK POT. SLOW COOKER. IMAGINE THE POSSIBILITIES. You can’t, right? BECAUSE THEY’RE ENDLESS.
4. And let’s go simple for the last one. My love for hot drinks during any season wins on this one. Plus it’s a cheaper option (a little foot-in-the-door psychology, perhaps? wink wink). I’m totally down though for using this cordless electric kettle every morning, afternoon, and night.
Ookay, you guys something really exciting happened: my boy visited! He was here for less than 36 hours, but I’m so blessed that he was able to come! We managed to cram a lot of good food, good weather, and good company into those hours, thankfully. I miss him dearly, and can’t wait until I see him again in August (!!!)
Does your brain hurt? Have I been running through your mind all day?
Because I’ve been running somewhere every day! Okay, well, maybe not every day… but about four to five days a week! I must admit, it’s tearing up the bottoms of my feet, but when I get to see views like the one pictured above, I deem everything “worth it”. (Photo was taken near the Stone Arch bridge… a must see for anyone visiting Minne)
Minneapolis claims to be a state of 10,000 lakes, and I totally believe it. Every five minutes or so you will be driving and then BAM… you find yourself motoring alongside some beautiful body of water, elevated on a bridge as the pavement navigates your way around or over the lake. This also means that every park includes some kind of water, and I must say: I don’t hate it. In fact, I love it! It does draw the occasional gnat, but for every bug it draws ten times more families and ice cream trucks. A fair trade off, if I do say so myself!
For running statistics, I use Runtastic… just the free version gets the job done! It tells you approximately how many calories, maps your run (handy for when I occasionally venture out on a new path and get hopelessly lost right before sunset), tells you the elevation of your path, and, of course, your mileage and speed. Bonus: it pairs with MyFitnessPal so those of you who maniacally count calories can get near perfect accuracy.
So there I was, sitting in the middle of the Mall of America: a scraped-clean froyo cup lying on the table in front of me next to a cell phone that was currently acting as a calorie counter, thanks to MyFitnessPal. I had about 150 calories left. I get a discount at the Nordstrom Ebar. I put two and two together too quickly - before I knew it, I was paying my couple dollars for a croissant.
“We only have chocolate-filled croissants today…”
“I’ll take it!”
And there, the mistake was made.
For the rest of the day, I was noticeably tired, moody, and had a headache that came and went as it pleased.
For the past month, I have been about 95% gluten-free, without even meaning to be. The only glutenous things I ate were the occasional piece of bread, and croissants. I have noticed that without gluten in my body, I’m such a happy person! My acne resides, I’m so much more even-tempered, and have a great amount of energy throughout the day.
When I got home from work, my fingers were antsy, so I grabbed a couple of frozen grapes (see picture above) and opened my bright, shiny laptop. The apple on the front glowed for a couple of hours, as I scrolled through page after page, learning about gluten, where it came from, the effect it has on an average body, and what the difference is between having celiacs and just being gluten sensitive. My mind raced and spun and wheeled, until around 1am when my eyes were red, heavy, and tired. But I had my answer: Most of my body grievances, troubles, and obstacles were because of my glutenous diet. Plain and simple.
So, I woke up this morning and tapped on my phone a couple of times to pinpoint the closest Whole Foods. Once there, I walked down every aisle at least once, and paid special attention to the purple “Gluten Free” tags some boxes were awarded with. Noticed that I said some - it was like a scavenger hunt, with few and far between. But I did manage to pick out some products that so far have proven to be both tasty and gluten free (more on those in a later post). The bill came out to be a few bucks higher than usual, but I figured for an exploratory grocery visit it would do.
And so I have written this, with the sun setting on the end of day one of my gluten-free adventure. A scraped-clean bowl of yogurt, peanut butter, strawberries, and M&M’s (gluten free!) to my left, and multiple “Gluten-Free Meals” tabs open on my browser. Wish me luck! For a girl with unusual food tastes (yes, “unusual” in this case does mean “picky”), I’m sure this will be one of the more trying adventures, but I’ll keep y’all updated along the way!
I am seriously obsessed. These are amazing. Rap meets art history - you know I’m ALL about that. Size large in every print, plz? Rad you live up to your name.
Run into the wonder & the wildness that is creation, despite yourself. Run into the longing instead of against it, where you are known.
—Jonathan Martin (via explore-everywhere)