Hello snickerdoodles! Things are going fabulously this lovely Thursday! I’m about to head to class from 7pm to 8, then practice from 9 to 10, but before I go, I wanted to announce the winners of the VegNews Holiday Cookie Collection e-cookbooks! Ladies, please email me at kharless10@gmail.com with the email address to which you’d like your e-books sent! Thanks bunches 
Here are the randoms, which I had to put in numerical order for OCD’s sake. You can check all the answers on the Hot Cookie post! Their faves (and my thoughts):
4- Ada- pumpkin chocolate chip cookies (omg those sound incredible)
11- Sue- gingerbread with icing (I’ve never even had real gingerbread–shame on me!)
13- Funny Emily- toss-up between chocolate chip and oatmeal raisin (understandable)
15- Yasmin- oatmeal raisin (classic and satisfying, fa sho)
20- Annie- Grandma’s homemade hermits (I’m so jealous!!)
34- Shelby- snickerdoodles (you my girl!)
41- Jen- gingerbread (still must try the real deal)
48- Cristina- gingerbread (gah! I’m so missing out)
60- Emily (The Experimentarian)- rocks, spice cookies made with raisins and walnuts (can I have ten?)
65- Runningmind- buckeyes (Ohhhh honey, as an Ohio girl, I can say that these are truly amazing)
Happy (vegan) baking!
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Texts From Last Night
Hello gorgeous people! Last night, as I was laying in bed, feeling my heartbeat in the swollen glands in my throat, I had a sweet text exchange with a gentleman I met last Thursday. We’ve only had contact a few times since then, as I’ve been busy and school and blogging have been my top priorities.
To preface this, let me say that I was in class when he called. I then was trapped in the library, then talked to both MamaJ and Muffin on the phone, then made dinner, ate dinner and eventually forgot that I hadn’t called him back. Also, the use of “homie” you’re about to see is all because of one little text I sent him last weekend. I don’t think he gets my humor. Here are the texts from last night:
Italio-Bro: Hey homie, got an after hours party 5 doors down from you. You should at least text me so we can hang out.
Me: Sh!t I’m sorry! I was in class, then the lib, then on the phone for an hour. I’m actually coming down with something, so I’ll be sleeping tonight. Lame, I know.
Italio-Bro: …I want to call you out so badly right now, but I’ll save you the embarrassment. Have a good night homie!
Alright, I can see how it sounds as though I was blowing him off. I could have explained that I was being honest, but I didn’t. Know why? Because I don’t have the patience, time or desire for men who like to play the game “I’ll Blame Everything on You.” Nope. No thanks. You’re done. And don’t mock my use of homie.
This fine Wednesday morning, however, I awoke chipper and eager to get cracking on a full day’s work. To put things in motion, I made a killer breakfast:
Pumpkin oat bran and snowman coffee.
In the bowl: 1/3 C oat bran, 1+2/3 C water, 1/3 C pumpkin, cinnamon, maple syrup and crunchy almond butter. I forgot about my almond butter! It was feeling neglected prior to my giving it proper attention this morning. Guess it knew how Italio-Bro was feeling. Except, I actually like almond butter:
Oh! There were, like, eight hidden raspberries in there, too!
I lay on my bed, watching Bonnie and Clyde for an hour or so after breakfast. This was for the paper I have yet to write. It’s due at 7pm Thursday. Yes, I’ll be up till 4am after I write this post.
When the film was finished, I changed into my gym gear and hopped out the door. I actually timed my walk to the gym. Twenty minutes exactly! I followed those 20 minutes of walking with 50 minutes on the elliptical, 40 pages of reading and 30 minutes of arms and abs on weight machines. I’m so intense it scares me sometimes. Kidding. Oh! And I kid you not, my shirt was on inside out the whole time! Didn’t even realize until I was in the middle of the elliptical session.
I took the long twenty-plus minute walk home, showered and was starving as I assembled this:
Comforting and scrumptious.
To accompany a cinnamon-topped bowl of TJ’s butternut squash soup, I sliced an apple and toasted an Arnold’s Thin. Smart Balance Light and TJ’s cranberry apple butter helped jazz up the thins.
I took care of some bills and then started to research for my paper soon after eating. For some reason, lunch was not filling at all and I needed snack one at 3:30pm:
Tea time.
I didn’t think it was possible, but Hermits can be exponentially more delicious. Just dunk ‘em into Sugar Cookie Sleigh Ride tea. Gasm.
I read about Bonnie and Clyde and Jules et Jim for another hour before breaking for snack two:
Pretzels with trio of dips and a naughty, delicious drank.
I plated pretzel thins with hummus, pumpkin butter and sunbutter. Not bad at all when combined:
Very brown, but very tasty.
I went back to reading and by 6pm I was hungry again. I went ahead and made dinner:
Christmas 'Fu!
I had vegetables that were going to create their own organisms soon, so this was a thrown-together ‘fu dish. In a medium pot over medium heat, I combined 1/3 block tofu, 2-3 C spinach, 1 C-ish broccoli, 6 cherry tomatoes, 1 C-ish pasta sauce and seasoned with crushed red pepper, Frank and fresh ground pepper. I would have given my left big toe for fresh French baguette to dip into this:
Pasta sauce-soaked brocolli is the best.
Though dinner was delicious, my tum needed something more:
Creep ass tendons and wrinkly hand with desert.
In the mug: puffed wheat, So Delicious coconut milk, carob chips and a raz on top. More snacking has since happened, such as the end of a bag of trail mix. And I’m still hungry. Metabolism, what is going on?
So sorry to rush through this, but homie has a paper to write! I send my love and many snacks
Ciao for now,
Kailey
QUESTION: What’s the last ridiculous/hilarious/obnoxious text exchange you had? Feel free to be as open as you wish! Because clearly, I was.
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Inside Out
Hi puddings! I cannot tell you how happy I am that I didn’t scare you away with my gassy post. Seriously, it means a lot to me that you accept me the way I grossly am
Monday night I went to bed with a pounding headache, a sore throat and swollen glands under my jaw/ on my neck. When I was shaken from my slumber at 7am today, I thought, “Do I really have to go to class and present today?” By 7:15 I’d pulled my tired, sore self from bed, looking forward to two things:
Oats in a jar and coffee!
As a late-night snack Monday, I had 1/3 C oats covered in a spoon of White Chocolate Wonderful that I’ve had since March:
This helped my sore throat immensely. At least mentally it did.
That snack allowed me to fill the nearly empty jar in the morning with 1/3 C oat bran, 1+ 2/3 C water, cinnamon and 1/2 melted banana:
Oat bran has major volume. Unlike my hair.
To be honest, I do not dig oats in a jar. I also cannot help but think of “D*ck in a Box” whenever I read/write/say “oats in a jar.” I even tried my favorite chica’s method of putting the lid on the oats for a while and then shaking to incorporate the peanut butter throughout, but I had peanut butter-less oats until I reached the bottom of the jar:
Finally. At least this part was decadent.
It’s not a bad butter method, but it’s not my favorite. I’d rather have it on top any day. Take that sentence how you will.
I got myself glammed up for class and then headed out the door with plenty of time to make it by 9:30am. Until I remembered that we were actually starting class at 9am today. Damn it.
Flustered, I half-jogged to class with my note cards in-hand, going over my speech in my head. “This isn’t going to be the required 10-minute length. What’s wrong with me? Why can’t I keep my sh** together?!“
I walked into class quietly and sat in terror as my classmates presented the specialized business magazines they’d studied over the course of the quarter. “How do they get their Power Points to look so good?“
“Kailey, you’re next,” my professor said.
Within a second, I convinced myself I could do this. I was chatty enough, right? I can make jokes and ramble, right? I know more about Nation’s Restaurant News than my classmates, right?
Before I knew it, the prof held up the “two minutes left” sign and I found myself cramming in the remaining information in time. Looks like faking it until you make it really works. Believing in yourself helps, too.
I ran home between 11am and 12pm to pack my lunch. I don’t normally have a snack at this time, but my stomach was screaming. I fed it with two unpictured dried apricots and a Hermit while I packed a little lunchizzle:
Vitaminwater 10, sandwich and Honeycrisp. Snowman mug wanted in, too.
This time, I left the insides out so y’all could see the sandwich instead of a ton of aluminum:
Little dark! So sorry.
Layered between the sandwich thins: TJ’s mango ginger chutney, Sabra, Frank, mustard, cucumber slices and spinach. When I ate this two hours later, it was divine.
Before that, however, I relieved myself one last time before heading to class. This is when I noticed my underwear was inside out. And lemme tell ya, homegirl does not wear skinny jeans with granny panties. Catch my drift? Yeah, left it inside out.
English class was fantastic. I’m going to miss that professor. In class, he shared that our final papers are due on November 18, AKA my birthday. The rest of my finals are Friday the 20th. Looks like I won’t be going out for my 22nd. Oh who am I kidding? I’ll find a way.
I ate lunch, bought a peppermint tea for my throat and checked emails from 2pm to 3. Film class from 3 to 5 was a doozie, though. Not only did tea need to come out, but some of yesterday or today’s fiber was ackin’ a fool.
I hit up the library from 5 to 6 to grab as many books as possible for a paper that’s due Thursday. Not excited about this, but I’ll manage.
When I made it home, I was starving! I had a photo shoot while waiting for thangs in the oven:
Hey boobs. Had to do a close-up because the stripes were going crazy in full shots.
Crazy-collared Express shirt tucked into Forever 21 skinny jeans. I wore black flats and the H+M jacket you’ve seen a trillion times. I miss my head in this picture 
Anyway, I scarfed this down as soon as it was cool enough:
Acorn squash with craberry apple butter and baked tofu fries. Ridiculous.
I sliced up both components, sprayed them with non-stick and powdered them with cinnamon, then threw them in a 457*F oven for 30 minutes, flipping after 15 minutes. Absolutely marvelous:
These were crazy delicious. And I didn't press them for long, either.
A whole squash and 1/3 block of tofu may be plenty for some, but not for good ol’ SnackFace. My appetite has been off the charts today. I was legitimately hungry half an hour after this. Hayyy cereal:
Barbara bowl.
I also ate two Hermits while writing a review about them. It was part of my job. And now I’m hungry again!
We don’t have class tomorrow, so I will take advantage by doing more work tonight and writing a paper during the day. Who’s pumped for a brand new Glee tomorrow? I am! I am!
Ciao for now,
Kailey
QUESTION: What do you make of days when it feels as though you’re a bottomless pit?
I figure I didn’t eat enough the day before or something, so I just roll with it!
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Snackie on a Schedule 2
What up, Snack pack! I love hearing about everyone’s backgrounds! I’m seriously missing a culture-rich background, but whatever. I’ll travel bunches to fill that void. Today I’d like to do a post that takes shape of me on a schedule, which I’ve done previously. You get to see how this freaky brain works.
7:58 am- Wake up two minutes before my alarm. I try not to be annoyed that I tossed and turn between 4 and 6am. Damn this busy brain. I put it to good use and get hopping on assignments.
9:06 am- Assignments completed and bathroom visited, I listen to Gaga’s “Boys, Boys, Boys” and contemplate how much it relates to my real life. “Boys, boys, boys, buy us drinks in ba-ars…” I nosh on the usual pre-workout breakfast that never lets me down, unlike boys, boys, boys:
Spotty naner with TJ's peanut butter.
9:30- Stop reading blogs! Get your hiney moving! Remember to pack assigned reading for my elliptical session. Oh, and stop letting yourself get a rumbling tummy during choir:
Pastoralia and half a White Chocolate Macadamia Clif (ate the other half last night before bed!).
9:40- Realize I show y’all only pictures of myself when I look decent. Change it:
Thug life.
10:55- Feel accomplished for completing 50 minutes on the elliptical and for knocking out 30 pages of reading.
11:07- Feel like I want to slap the person who’s eating fries in the gym. Or just steal the fries. Instead, I carry on with six different ab workouts, a plank and 100 crunches. Don’t toss my cookies. Success.
11:30- I eat my Clif while checking emails. Totally freak out the kid next to me not only by the Clif bar, but also my laughing loudly at Elizabeth’s comment: “Girl, you got more legs than a bucket of chicken…” This is brilliant! And thanks?
12pm- A sense of accomplishment washes over me as I walk to choir with my printed assignments for the afternoon’s class safely in my backpack. Then I realize I’ve just picked the underwear out of my badunk while walking out of the library. I should learn to censor myself.
12:30- Why are we learning a new song when this is our last practice of the quarter? Can’t I skip out of here before everyone eats delicious non-vegan cookies that our director has so kindly purchased for us? Nope.
1:06- Put lentils on the stove to cook while I shower. Am a paranoid mess while showering. I’m positive that I’ll walk out to a burning kitchen.
1:11- Nope, they’re safe and sound, cooking away. Should have taken the time to shave my pits. Oh well.
1:30- Fix my random craving for pasta sauce, broccoli and lentils:
Spicy Lentil Not-Pasta with toasted Arnold's Thin half, smeared with Smart Balance Light.
This was really delicious! I cooked 1/4 C lentils with 3/4 C water. When the liquid was almost completely absorbed, I added 1/2 C Prego veggie pasta sauce, Frank, pepper and broccoli. Fast, easy and amazing. (And I’m not talking about myself.)
1:45- It hits me that I’m going to have horrific gas later. Oh, you thought I was going to sugar coat that? Nah, not here.
1:50- I’m not full. Honeycrisp, I need you:
Dessert with a side of Gmail.
2:55- Why are there so many smokers in 2009? And why do I always get stuck walking behind them en route to class? Wave my arms at the smoke in annoyance. I don’t care if they think I’m a freak. I am.
3:02- Oh my gosh. I’m going to be 22 in nine days. Oh my f-ing gawd. I’m going to be in NYC in exactly two weeks!
3:15- What presentation is my professor talking about? What? We have presentations today? WHAT!?!
3:25- Oh sweet Yay-Zeus. We’re basically presenting our assignments that are already finished. I can talk for hours about this article, so it’ll be fab.
4:10- I’m mid-sentence. I realize the whole class senses my disdain about the slaughter of animals for food. My voice and sarcasm are so telling. Damn.
4:35- Muffin looks super cute today. I want her cardigan. Why do I look like a boy (AMAZING song still):
Jacket from Italia is hiding a plain ol' baseball 3/4-sleeved tee.
5:10- So happy I found my roomie on the street. Also happy she offered to scan my Foodbuzz paperwork so that I don’t have to spend money to fax it.
6:10- Am starving and have to pee. I eat a Hermit while waiting for roomie to come out of the shower. These are phenomenal!
6:30- Once relieved, I assemble dinner:
Large and in charge salad with veggie soup.
In the mix: baby greens, yellow pepper, wrinkly cherry toms, cucumber, balls, salsa, balsamic and fresh cracked pepper.
7:23- Hate myself a little bit for eating so much roughage. Try to distract myself/assuage the tum with another Herm:
Dangerously delicious Hermit and my man hand.
8:00- Write myself a note to remind everyone to check out darling, intelligent, giving and super sweet Katie’s blog. Help a sistah (and countless others) out!
8:10- Listen to “Paparazzi” for the twentieth time today. How am I realizing only now that Gaga is an artist in many capacities?
And now, my doves, I’m getting ready for a capella practice, making a list of what I need to do this week and still regretting eating lentils, broccoli, lettuce, a whole bell pepper and other fibrous foods all in one day.
Ciao for now,
Kailey
QUESTION: Did I completely gross you out with this post? My apologies. OK, real Q’s: Who’s your favorite new-to-you artist, music or otherwise? AND What is your favorite fibrous food?
I’m digging Gaga, Drake and Kudi right now! My favorite fibrous food would have to be some great cereal, such as Barbara’s Shredded Spoonfuls. One serving may not be too fibrous, but SnackFace serving sizes are (like many mugfuls).
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“Dance Like an American!”
Homies! How we doing? It has been a crazy, crazy weekend. While the big blog dogs got to have a fabulous time in San Francisco, I didn’t wallow in self-pity (I miss SF!). Muffin and I had a bossy weekend despite our Athens, Ohio, location.
Friday night was a blast. Muffin and I chilled in her room before heading to our friend Prez’s house. He traveled to Greece over the summer and finally gave Muffin her present:
A newspaper, perfect for the editor of OU's paper. And doesn't she look gorgeous?
I was not on my picture-taking game Friday night, but by Saturday morning I was ready for healthy, hearty nourishment:
Pumpkin oats glammed up with raspberries.
In the mix: 1/3 C oats, 1 C water, cinnamon, 2 scoops pumpkin, raspberries and drizzle of sunbutter. Not as good as normal oats and I blame the fact that the butter didn’t get a chance to spread over the entire top of the oats.
Muffin came over shortly after I ate and we talked and watched trashy television for a couple hours. It was luxurious.
I was actually hungry all day. I needed something desperately, but I couldn’t figure out exactly what. And then it struck me:
Chips and salsa!
Muffin and I went to Casa Lopez for an early bird dinner. It was 4:30pm. Yes, we’re senior citizens. I was so happy to eat this, though! Sometimes you have to get that “I-need-something-naughty-and-amazing” urge out of your system (aww shoooo…double entendre much?). I ordered the vegetarian fajitas as my entree:
Greasy and delicious veggies.
The toppings:
Gauc, lettuce, tomatoes, sour cream (gag), rice and refried poo.
I ate only one real fajita. I gave up on the flour tortillas and ate just the veggies. With twice my body weight of chips and salsa. Some health nuts regard filling up on chips and salsa as a major no-no and a failure. I consider this to be a success. The aftermath:
Did work, son.
Muffin and I doddled out of Casa Lopez and wanted to nap. But being the trooper I am, I showered and got ready for the night. The outfit:
It was 70* F yesterday, thus allowing me to wear a barely-there dress. Score.
A note about the sandals: I actually don’t recommend sandals or shoes that cut off at the ankle like that with a dress that length. They do nothing to help elongate the leg. I, however, could not do another night in heels. My feet were broken.
I was expecting a night like any other. Not so. Muffin and I stopped at BP on our way back to her house and were asked by a tall, dark, handsome man, “Do you know where the good house parties are?” He said this in a heavy Spanish accent. Muffin’s response: “I’m having people over. You guys should come, too.” And that is how we spent the rest of the night salsa-ing with the two Spanish guys we met at a gas station.
I was enchanted:
Smoking hot. Bad pun, but know that I don't smoke anything- it makes me want to hurl.
Muffin liked them, too:
Sexy can I?
We talked a ton about the cultural and fashion differences between their town in Madrid and our town in Middle America. They can’t understand why guys don’t get dressed up to go out on weekends (I can’t understand that, either), why girls wear sweats to class (ditto) and why girls grind their hineys into guys’ crotches and call it dancing. They dubbed it “dancing like an American.” I enjoyed every single second of watching their imitations. They also don’t get the American obsession with brew, but gave it a go because I peer-pressured them anyway:
Hesitant. Not for long, muhaha.
We were hanging out with other people who weren’t strangers as well, so no need to worry about our safety.
By 11pm, we walked uptown to check out the bars. I was not having it:
I'ma, I'ma a diva.
So maybe I sucked it up and salsa-ed some more, but really, Muffin and I were tired! Muffin was so tired she wasn’t even dancing (truly bizarre):
She wouldn't dance with him. This is what refusal looks like.
Approximately one minute after this, we left our Spanish lovers in the dust and walked home to our respective beds. It was midnight, AKA snack time when I got home:
FYI this happens almost every single night. I finally decided to take a pic! Also, 100 calorie packs are dookie. I always eat two packs.
See those tallied numbers on the paper? That was my counting what it would have cost for certain places to live in NYC. But guess what? I have found a friend with whom I can stay… fo free ninety-nine. I AM SO HAPPY AND THANKFUL! Had to “yell” that.
Sunday I awoke after a solid eight hours of sleep with motivation to get school work done. At 9:20am, I was already blogging for class. You can play a love game if you’d like. After writing that, checking out my classmates’ blogs and looking up flight times, I decided it was time for a meal:
Much better with berries mixed into the oats. They melt.
In the mix: 1/3 C oats, 1 C water, cinnamon, maple syrup, 1/3 C pumpkin, raspberries added in at end and topped with sunbutter. Absolutely fabulous.
Then I rushed to get ready for a choir concert! We had dress rehearsal from 1pm to 2:30pm, then had a break to get ready, then had to be back in the auditorium by 3:45. I came prepared with snacks:
But only ate the apple.
The concert was amazing! Performances are why I do choir. Singing in front of a crowd gives me a high that is so addicting I can’t resist. I also can’t resist the men of Section Eight, the male a capella group. Please sing to me all the time.
At 6:30, when our concert was finally over, I went to Red Brick with some choir chicas for dinner. Bar menus are not my favorite, especially this one, but I enjoyed this blurry salad:
Romaine, walnuts, apple and cranberries.
Ugh, this was not filling. Therefore, I’m off to go find a snack to accompany my homework. It’s been a glorious weekend, but it’s time to buckle down and power through this last week of classes. No more salsa-ing or dancing like an American for me.
Ciao for now,
Kailey
QUESTION: What is your family background?
My family is English and, Popsicle jokes, hillbilly. That’s it. One day, I hope to be both Greek and Italian. How can I swing that?
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Hot Cookie
Beauties! How’s life? Things are grand here in the tiny town of Athens. Muffin and I have been living it up, going to class, working, searching for housing and being Athens socialites. Those don’t really exist here, but we like to pretend.
I kicked off Thursday morning with a veg- and fruit-tastic breakfast that I’ll dub Pumpkinana Butter Bowl (awful name, whatevs). Before toppings:
Ze base.
I combined 1/2 C pumpkin with 1 T ground flax, 2 T So Delicious Coconut lusciousness and cinnamon and microwaved it for a minute. This did nothing but warm it up; I had hopes it would magically become cake-y. Not so. On top, I added banana, sunbutter and more cinnamon:
Glory.
My 9am class was canceled, so I hopped to my first class del dia at noon. English class is seriously my favorite this quarter. The combination of my cutie prof, his excitement about fiction and being able to think about approaching writing in a non-journalistic way does something for me. I also received my exam back. A baybay. (Poor Hurricane Chris only had one hit.)
After class, I went to my favorite spot to enjoy lunch:
Outside in the sun!
It’s the back porch/deck/what have you on the student center and I like the solitude and calm of it. I can completely detach from everything else. Therefore, I’m the lone ranger taking pictures of her food on Tuesdays and Thursdays, if ever you see me. I snapped a pic of all of lunch at home:
Wrapple with carrots and broccoli.
And then took a picture of the wrap innards while dining solo:
I spy...furkey and cran!
In the wrap: two slices of furkey, schmear of TJ’s cranberry apple butter, squirt of mustard, drizzle of Frank’s Red Hot and blanket of spinach. Delicious blend of sweet, spicy and savory.
Film class was gruesome! We watched the end of Bonnie and Clyde and I was in shock. Have you seen that ending? Holy shhh. In.Tense.
I ran home immediately after class and within 45 minutes, I managed to make dinner, eat dinner and crank out a two-page paper outline that was due at 7pm. Bona fide hustla. Well, a bona fide hustla who eats salads and quinoa for dinner:
Un salade du beast.
In the mix: baby greens, yellow pepper, cherry tomatoes, cucumber, salsa, balsamic vinaigrette and fresh pepper. Lovely. Alongside, some protein:
1/4 C quinoa with chickpeas, pepper and Frankie.
Somehow I had enough time to have a photo shoot for the ‘fit:
All-time favorite sweater!
It has a crazy neckline that you can kind of see in the insanely bright shot:
Day-glow. Or night-glow, really.
The sweater was a major Christmas present a few years ago. MamaJ has the best taste
I darted off to the library immediately after eating and writing to print off the two pages I wrote in 15 minutes. Class from 7pm to 8pm on Thursdays is a drag. It’s even drag-ier when you receive the paper you slaved over for hours and find you get an unacceptable grade. Call me obnoxious, but I have a hard time swallowing a B+. My parents know this all too well.
Thankfully, just as I was walking out of class I saw my beautiful Muffin. She let me vent about my grade and then we got to talking about juicier stuff.
An hour passed and then I skipped to a capella practice. It was a super fun, productive practice and everyone was in a seemingly good mood, which is key when keeping the correct pitch and blend. (In my non-professional opinion, that is.)
As soon as practice finished, I met up with Muffin and our friend Pattycake:
Bottoms up.
The first picture I took of him was a charming smile shot, but then he said, “no, take one of me drinking a beer–it’s more natural.” Understood. I asked him to take a picture of Muffin and me, on our good sides, posed. Because that’s what’s natural for women:
Love in this club.
The owner of the bar, a fine older gentleman, had a fascination with Muffin. He attacked her:
Getting it! I'm dying right now as I post this.
If his moves weren’t an indication, be sure the rest of the night was fabulous.
I awoke this morning and noshed on an unpictured banana with peanut butter. For the next three hours, I choired, ellipticaled, abbed, walked and was ready to eat my hair by the time I was able to make lunch:
The best wrap ever with orange cauliflower and Asian pear. (The other half of the pear was on the side--wasn't aesthetically pleasing when plated.)
I made a variation of the Popper pita (for new readers, it tastes like a jalapeno popper for some odd reason): thick layer of Tofutti, sprinkles of hot sauce, drizzle of mustard, thick layer of mashed balls (bahaha) and spinach. I then grilled it on a pan for a few minutes on each side. This made for a decadently gooey, hot, spicy, ridiculously delicious wrap:
OMG I want it all over again.
And now…it’s time to get to the title of the post: Hot Cookie. No, I’m not flying to San Fran this weekend with the rest of the blogettes. I wish! I’m hosting a GIVEAWAY!
***As you may know, VegNews is featuring the winners of its Veggie Awards! In honor of the bossy awards and my favorite time of year (Christmas bells are ringing), I’m hosting a giveaway for 10 e-cookbooks of VegNews’ first ever VegNews Holiday Cookie Collection. I have a copy and it is the cutest thing ever. The recipes are incredible, too. Like, pecan pie truffles? Uhhh, yes please! To enter, leave a comment answering my Q at the bottom by Wednesday, November 11!***
Now I’m off to get my hot cookie ready for the night! Have amazing weekends, loves!
Ciao for now,
Kailey
QUESTION: What’s your favorite holiday cookie?
Forever and always, snickerdoodles. If it isn’t holiday time, I’m all about a classic chocolate chip.
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Lip Gloss Be Poppin’
Ay boos! I hope everyone had a fantastic Wednesday! Mine was a hair stressful, but lovely for the most part.
I awoke at 9am and contemplated whether to work out in the morning or afternoon. Not shaking the normal Wednesday routine, I decided to go to the gym first. Therefore, a light, non-vom-in-my-mouth-while-ellipticalling breakfast was enjoyed beforehand:
Banana and sunbutter (I'm officially calling it sunbutter now--sunflower seed butter was too tedious).
The underlying current to my day has been the whole housing situation, and it may be that way for a while. Long walks to the gym help not only to make phone calls, but also to clear the mind. And 50-minute elliptical sessions with no phone usage alleviate the stress. Momentarily, of course.
After cardio and arm workouts, I headed to CVS to take care of some biznass. Never wait in-store for your prescription. You will walk out with things you convince yourself you “need.” Pshh.
Before choir-ing it up, I snacked on half a Lara:
Had a random craving for the cherry flavor, and cherry is so not my thang.
I eventually made it home to shower off my stank. Starvation called for a fast and scrumptious lunch:
Honeycrisp, zupa with pepper and rosemary potato bread with a schmear of Sabra!
Post-lunch I got to play with new toys! Not those kinds:
The makeup kind!
I rarely buy new makeup, so this was exciting for me. I spent way too much on the bronzer-blush because they discontinued my favorite bronzer ever (or maybe CVS was out? dunno) and I “needed” a new lip gloss that didn’t leave my lips cracked and dry.
After putting on my whole face, I was pleased to find that the new lip gloss be poppin’:
Oh. My. Gawd. Now I know what this picture reminds me of.
No, I did not intend to look like a blow-up doll. I’m terribly sorry about that. Love the gloss, but not sure about the bronzer:
So not as blatantly bronzer-y as I like.
And since I’m really on a roll with the gross self portraits, here’s the day’s ‘fit!
Hiding from the papz. They're everywhere in Athens.
Under the scarf and bomber, I donned an English school boy look, complete with a no-hair ‘do:
Dapper.
And that’s been more pictures of me than you need to see. Lo siento.
Online Journalism was fun today. We basically gabbed while trying to figure out how to edit sound. OK, so maybe I only gabbed. Oops.
I visited Muffin for a bit, then hit up the bank and headed home. I snacked on carrots with hummus while contemplating dinner. Not much in the creativity department:
Lil salad with greens, broccoli, cherry toms, chickpeas, salsa and balsamic.
It’s a good thing I always have old faithful when I’m not sure what to have for dinner:
NOT.
They looked gorgeous but tasted like dish detergent! EWW! The baking sheet had been soaking in soap all night, and I suppose I didn’t rinse it well enough. It was the first time I’ve ever thrown out cheetahs. Sad day, sad day.
Actually, not so sad because I got to have a big bowl of my true love (is it tragic to refer to food as a true love and not have any man to whom I could refer? Nah.):
Spoonfuls with So Delicious coconut milk and raspberries. Best dinner.
I’m off to edit a cover letter for class, read a bit and maybe meet up with Muffin and some peeps. And turn up the heat in this house ‘cuz I’m freezing!
Ciao for now,
Kailey
QUESTION: What’s your favorite lip gloss? AND If this were Facebook, what would you put as your relationship status? (Your feelings about that last one are welcome 
)
I’m not sure about my fave lip gloss, but I am sure that I’m 100% single. Sometime sucky, mostly fabulous. On F.book, though, I’m in a relationship with Muffin. Because we are mature.
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Went and Saw
Hi beauties! I don’t think I can say this enough: you all are AMAZING. Your words were exactly what I needed to help me through a scratchy spot. Muffin and I both sincerely thank you.
Monday afternoon, MamaJ and I set out on our trip back to Athens. The sight of this glorious Starbucks cup made my spirits significantly brighter:
Holiday cups! I'm all ova dat.
Have I mentioned that November makes me happy? Here’s why:
-I can listen to Christmas music non-stop.
-I can use/buy/wear holiday-related items with no shame.
-Cookies, baked goods of all sorts and truly delicious foods are plentiful.
-Fall quarter comes to a close.
-My birthday is November 18. I will be 22, which is merely a continuation of 21.
-Thanksgiving is tremendous. This year’s will be different, but oh well.
-I’ll be heading to NYC to start working on the 23!
That’s what that single red Starbucks cup reminded me. The rest of Monday’s eats were uninspired, as I was still in an emotionally uninspired place. Dinner was simple:
Veggie soup and potato rosemary bread with light Smart Balance.
I followed the TJ’s soup with some TJ’s trail mix:
Nuts about Raspberries + Chocolate Trek Mix. Mmmm.
And then Muffin and I talked. I apologized for acting like a needy, jealous boyfriend among other things, she shared her side of the story and, as you all predicted, we are back to being the best of friends. Thank the sweet heavens above because I was a mess. I can now smile and mean it. Love my Muffin.
Tuesday morning I awoke to a room bursting in the sunlight. My morning class was canceled and I had major plans for the afternoon. In a chipper, excited mood, I showered and then enjoyed a gorgeous breakfast:
Luscious pumpkin oats drizzled with sunflower seed butter and sunshine.
In the mix: 1/3 C oats, 1/3 C pumpkin, 1 C water, 1 spoon of pumpkin butter and a drizzle of sunflower seed butter.
I spent the next hour organizing my bag, wardrobe, face and hair. I packed a car-friendly lunch:
Honeycrisp, Clif and Vitaminwater10.
I received an email from my agency last week about a go-see for the next week. So today, I drove to Columbus to go see an agent from FORD New York. Major. This was an open call for everyone in my agency (I think). Either way, I thought the timing of the whole New York thing to be too crazy to pass up. Therefore, I went and saw.
I have no idea how it went. It was very brief and included the agent looking at my book and then taking a straight-on head shot, a profile shot and a full-body shot, all very standard. Of course, I’ll let you know if I here anything back!
I parked, naturally, at a food market. I’d been craving veg all day and bought some raw green beans to join the Honeycrisp and Clif:
Directions, green beans, grandma black purse.
If you’re ever stressed while trying to find your way out of a city, green beans make for a fabulous outlet.
By the time I got back to Athens, I’d missed both afternoon classes. I can’t stand skipping class, but today was worth it. Because it was too late to make it to Film, I Krogered and restocked my produce.
I dropped off the goods at my house, parked Muffin’s car at her house (she let me borrow hers), handed her key to her and then hit up the gym! I had a sweat-tastic 50-minute session on the elliptical and followed it up with quick ab work.
On my way home, I talked to my Aunty Snooze, who is majorly helping me with finding places to stay while in NYC. If you know anyone in the area who wouldn’t mind a couch-crasher, subleaser or house sitter from November 22 through December 15, please let me know. Sistah needs help!
When I got home, I was a popsicle and my snot was quickly turning to icicles. Before doing anything about that, I popped a baby acorn squash in the oven at 450* F. Only then did I take care of my frozen bod. (Note to self: shorts are no longer acceptable this time of year. Sweatpants, kiddo.)
Post shower, I threw together a Christmas-colored salad:
Ok, Christmas- and vomit-colored salad. Tasty, I swear.
I then challenged my intestines to a whole acorn squash, drizzled with TJ’s cranberry apple butter:
Can I please eat a whole squash every night? That would be great, thanks.
I tried not to eat the skin because I’ve made that mistake before. That cleaned me out better than the flu of 2003. Maybe I didn’t have a flu in 2003, but you get the idea. Moving on. I was so pleasantly full after this that I thought, “hey, maybe I won’t need snacks tonight!” Lies. I need chocolate and not just the chips that I picked out of the Nuts about Raspberries + Chocolate Trek Mix. And then I’ll probably need cereal. Yes need.
Alright kittens, I need to read 200+ pages of Peter Ho Davies’ The Welsh Girl. Thanks again for the undying support! Love you all more than hummus, peanut butter and cereal.
Ciao for now,
Kailey
QUESTION: If you are in NYC, can I live with you from November 23 through December 15? OK, I’m half kidding about that. Real Q: Are you ready for all the holiday spirit? How about November 18, National SnackFace Day?
A National SnackFace Day would be soooo bossy! Pita and hummus, cereal and So Delicious Coconut Milk Beverage for all!
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Tags: acorn squash, chocolate, Clif, Ford, holidays, modeling, National SnackFace Day, oatmeal, pumpkin, salad, Starbucks, sunflower seed butter, Vitaminwater 10
Halloweird
Buongiorno! I certainly did not have the Halloween weekend I was or you were expecting. Sometimes plans and expectations fall flat. Things change.
This is not to say I didn’t have enough fun Wednesday, Thursday and Friday nights to compensate for missing one possibly epic night out in Athens. Thursday, for example:
Groovy, baby.
And Muffin and I enjoyed ourselves:
Frightening face on my part. Muff looks fab, though.
Friday was also excellent. After a 7pm concert, I went out with one of my Women’s Chorale ladies, K.C.:
Confused?
Which eventually led to dancing on booths:
Insanity.
And then things shifted. In order to maintain respectful privacy, I can’t go into as much detail as I’d like. But because she’s an enormous part of my life, I can’t ignore it. I blew up at my best friend in the whole world. Things are changing, and I can’t handle it. Rather, I needed time to reflect on things that are going on, and I didn’t handle it well.
Yep, I got mad at Muffin. I was hurt, yelled and then stormed away. And I haven’t talked to her since. This is, of course, gnawing at me. So I walked home Friday night crying and feeling sorry for myself.
Have you ever been through a horrible break-up, and the second you wake up from dream land the next day, the reality comes storming into your head, and you want nothing but for it to go away? For things to go back to normal? That was Saturday morning. When I heard my phone bing with the sound of a text message from MamaJ, randomly offering to come get me and take me home, I took her up on her offer. She didn’t even know I was upset when she sent the message.
Maybe I ran away from facing the problems. Maybe I’m a bit dramatic. Either way, I’m happy I’ve come home. Had I not, I wouldn’t now realize my shortcomings, the ugly sides of me on which I need to work. Had I not, I wouldn’t have been able to see family members I haven’t seen in over a year. Had I not, I wouldn’t have been able to discuss my living situation (or lack there of) for winter break.
But in all honesty, I wish I would have talked to my partner in crime before coming home. I hate confrontation and am worried about what’s to come. I know we’ll be fine. I’m just worried at the moment. And I’m sharing this because I want to share as much as I can with you all, who I consider to be friends. Trying to keep things real.
Anyway, I have had a joyous time with mi familia having since come home. Before MamaJ picked me up, I ate this gorgeous breakfast:
Cinnamon banana pumpkin and peanut butter toast.
Later that night, we met up with my uncle and his girlfriend for dinner at P.F. Changs. It was so great to see them! I hadn’t seen them for almost two years. Don’t let that happen, peeps. Dinner was lovely:
Coconut curry tofu. Ate all a dat.
We also hit up the pub that night, and I drove us all home supah late. My parents are party animals Kidding.
Saturday morn I managed to whip up some scrumptious quick oats, cooked the same way I make old-fashioned rolled oatlets:
Oats with pumpkin butter, banana, cinnamon and almond butter.
That afternoon we visited Matty Rich, who was hosting my cousin Chris for the weekend. Also amazing to see him, as it’s been a ridiculously long time since we last saw each other. The boys were starving, so we went to the closest restaurant to Matty’s dorm. Perkins, you were a challenge:
Cup of fruit salad. Sad side salad. Don't worry, I stole Chris' fries.
We did a little Trader Joe’sing after zeese, dropped Matty Rich off at his dorm and went home. I did schoolwork as MamaJ slaved over a fabulous dinner:
Potato rosemary bread, spinach salad, bean and corn salad. Ignore the feta turkey burgers. They smelled rrrreally good.
There were also perfectly roasted Yukon gold’s:
I ate a ton of these niblets!
After dinner, Mumsy and I watched Bride Wars. Holy hell, what perfect timing for me to watch that. Not the wedding thing, but the best friend thing. Tears!
This morning I was hungry as soon as I awoke. Curreal breakfast:
Spoonfuls, half a naner, raspberries and coconut "beverage."
I’m obviously still out of it. I’m hoping that I get to talk to Muffin today and clear things up. I’m really sorry for being a downer, but I’m sure you understand. Also, I totally don’t mean to sound dramatic if I have! Lo siento!
Time to shower and head back to Athens!
Ciao for now,
Kailey
QUESTION: How do you deal with confrontation?
I suck at it. Don’t want to deal with it at all!
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Quick Update
Hi babies! Just wanted to let you all know that it’s been an…interesting weekend. I’m actually at home in Cincinnati at the moment, and I hope to be able to update le SnackFace tomorrow morning! Everything is cool, though. MamaJ texted me Saturday morning with a random invite to come fetch me, and I accepted it. I’ll always take a visit home and time with the family, and I really needed a break and some time to reflect.
In the meantime, I did manage to update College Green Tooth with the best and worst places to eat vegan in my college town. You can check it out HERE!
And I didn’t get to dress up, but Matty Rich was hilarious as a white wannabe rapper*:
It's really just his true self. Baller.
I really hope to be in fabulous spirits tomorrow in order to deliver an entertaining post. Tonight’s just not the night. I’m off to go watch girly movies with MamaJ! I send my love
Ciao for now,
Kailey
*The phrasing of Matt’s costume has been edited. I didn’t mean to offend anyone. So sorry about that!
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