WIAW a 'la Clean Eats Fast Feets
When Jenn first tapped me on the shoulder to be a guest poster, not to be confused with poser, for What I Ate Wednesday, I let out a squeal and ran screaming around the room like a mad woman who's just been told she won five katrillion dollars in the lottery. Then I apologized to my coworkers for making a spectacle of myself and immediately bought a mega millions ticket. Alright fine, that last part isn't true. I don't play the lotto; shame on me.
After the initial excitement wore off and my jazz hands stopped jazzing or whatever it is jazz hands do when they curl up and retract back into your wrists, I had a moment of pure raw fear. It was brief, but I could smell it. The nose always knows. Then again, it could have been the giant plate of beans I ate for lunch. Gross.
What the hell was I thinking filling in for the Queen of WIAW, the Diva of Whole Foods, the Royalty of Real Recipes, my semi-idol so to speak. I stopped and thought for a moment, but only just, because I wouldn't want to tax my already taxed brain. My regular readers know I'm big on keeping what sanity I have left, presuming of course there is some. Presumptions are a dangerous thing.
[ummmm 1. can those be my new titles forever and ever!? eee! and 2. sanity? what's this sanity you speak of???? xoxo Jenn]
Then I did what I do in all uncertain situations, I put my pants back on (now you know why Jen likes me), thumped my chest #vanillagorilla style and jumped right in.
[pshhh. pants schmantz]
My Monday eats, presented in typical Peas & Crayons fashion:
Breakfast was three-fold: 1) a smoothie with not one, but two bananas (I know how to rage), frozen strawberries and blueberries, fresh raspberries, spinach and a splash of orange juice, 2) a bowl of my Lemon Blueberry Granola topped with Greek yogurt and more scrum-diddly-umptious raspberries (I'm channeling Ned Flanders, minus the religious overtones), and 3) fistfuls of unsalted pretzels because somehow I was still hungry.
Lunch came after my über sweaty Body Pump class and was nearly a pound of chickpeas with chopped up veggies, tossed in a vinaigrette dressing.
My afternoon snack was forkfuls of Lemon Blueberry Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting, eaten while standing at my kitchen counter because I'm classy like that. Who needs plates when you commence face stuffage right from the pedestal. Hell, we're lucky I used a utensil.
Dinner was a bowl of my Vegetarian Three Bean Chili on top of a bed of Brown Rice. I swear there's rice under there. Then again, I swear a lot. Stick with me, and I'll make you blush, or I'll simply say thanks for stopping by today and don't forget to S=stop by Clean Eats Fast Feets some time and say hello!
I'll be here all week. Ba-dum-bum-Ching.
Not really; that's just something people say.
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