Gran-old-a

Happily eating a bag of the good granola from the Caf that I stole back in January. 

..... and it's currently July. 

Take that, Yolanda. 

Foiled by the Gyro

My previously stated vows were:

1. No fried food. (chicken, okra)
2. No macaroni and cheese.
3. No pizza.
4. No lasagna.

Neither of which I ate, but I did have a gyro from the food court in an effort to help my poor fragile body along to my next class. I did not break any of my vows, but I feel just as guilty.

As I was completely full from the late lunch I had at 3:52pm, I could not have anything from the Caf except a cup of tea, and an addition of 6 more bananas to replace the four that I have half-mushed in the freezer.

We are going to be blending tonight.

I tried to be the hero in the circumstance of all of this unhealthy food we are exposed to; however, it appears that my heroic actions were foiled by the gyro.

[please pronounce "gyro" like "hero," that's the proper pronunciation]

Take it or leave it, but at least think about the awesome smoothies I will be making and wish that you were making them too!

Smooth move

I vowed to myself that I would not eat any cookies, fried chicken, [my favorite chicken fried steak], fried okra [my other favorite] macaroni and cheese, pizza, or lasagna this semester from the Caf. Basically, I'm going to starve. I've eaten the same thing for lunch and dinner for the past week and two days now which is a tortilla wrap with spinach leaves, two pieces of swiss cheese, olives, and kidney beans. Plus a grove of bananas. 

I did have one piece of grilled chicken, but then I got freaked out. The Caf meat just really freaks me out. I can only live on sparsely filled tortillas and cereal for so long. 

So, I thought I was going to be smooth today and make my own banana smoothie. 4 bananas and a cup of milk later, I'm back in the dorm being clever until.... I can't figure out how to make the blender work. A sheepish blunder of the blender, but my plans have been foiled.

I decided to mash the bananas, but then bananas can only be mashed so much with a fork, so I stuck the bowl into the freezer hoping that this concoction will magically smoothie itself.

So, here I am again, facing the same dilemma of "what ever will I have for dinner?" 

I might have to break my vow, or one day I am going to break.

Just a glimpse of my efforts: