Quandaries

Day 11 of Whole30 and what I wouldn't give to smash my face into a magnum bottle of malbec right now.  Or a merlot soaked gouda.  Or a cupcake.  Or a candy apple covered in fruity pebbles.  Is it candy or candied?  Who cares.  My mouth is legit watering.  The amount of times I've murmured... Continue Reading →

Kryptonite

May it be marked in history that last night this girl had the craziest hankering for ravioli of all time.  That's all I could think about.  My current gluten and dairy free gotta-fit-into-that-bridesmaids-dress-diet does not allow Italian treats.  OR any treats of any kind for that matter.  [insert single teardrop down my cheek]  Can't my... Continue Reading →

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