A Milli, A Biggie
Hi loves! I am a bit worn out at the moment, so this may be short and spicy. Also, MamaJ is in the other room watching So You Think You Can Dance and I really want to watch!
Yes, I’m a television and dance ho. I embrace it.
This morning, after waking up crying (do you ever have dreams that lead you there? It’s the most bizarre thing), made some coffee and broke into a blogger obsession: millet bread.
A milli, a milli, a milli, a millionaire, I’m a young money millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair my criteria compared to your career, this isn’t fair:
Here’s the DL on millet (not about the nutritionals, though– I don’t care to post about that): the pieces are teeny, but they are dense and taste like cornbread. If I can get away with fruit-sweetened health bread that tastes like cornbread, then Imma do it. I found it for $4.99, which is the cheapest I’ve seen in months. Yes, I’ve kept my eye on it.
I let breakfast digest and settle before heading to the gym. Did ma thang on the elliptical (about 6.5 miles) and then worked on arms for 20 minutes. The soreness is already creeping into my shoulders and triceps. Money. Oh! I also did 50 squats– hold for 10 seconds at the end of each set of ten– for bootay maintenance.
After that, I rolled home, showered, dressed and made lunch. I needed more millet:
And by ball salad, I mean a Trader Joe’s meatless meatball-topped insalata. I cannot help my one and only faux-meat loving:
Here’s a better idea of the milli size:
Of course my camera case is pink.
Anyway, lunch was tremendous. As was my afternoon snack of an apple and another piece of millet. Sometimes I’m annoyed when I like already-popular foods so much. It’s not even trendy anymore, it’s passé. Although, do food trends have a longer shelf life than fashion trends? (I’m so punny! Ha!)
The late afternoon hours were spent lounging on my bed and texting people and taking photographs of myself (not that kind):
You know the episode of Sex and the City in which Aiden tries to have Carrie edit her wardrobe, but she refuses, knowing that someday she’ll wear all the items in there (was that shredded top Gucci, Cavalli? I can’t remember)? That is me. The skirt you saw yesterday? Hadn’t been worn in years. These shoes? The exact same deal. This is why I’m still unpacking from school.
The rest of Wednesday was spent with Nannykins and MamaJ. We shopped and then dined out. I had soup and salad, AKA not that fascinating, so here is last night’s incredible dinner:
While the ladies enjoyed eggs, the men folk enjoyed some red meat.
MattyRich would like to introduce you to his innovation, broschetta:
Instead of a classic bruschetta, which is crostini topped with a tomato-basil compote, my Brotorious B.I.G. created broschetta: bread topped with yellow rice topped with carne asada. In case you needed a new recipe…
And on that meaty note, I think I need to sign off and grab a slice of milli for a late-night snack.
Ciao for now,
QUESTIONS: Which expensive food trend have you given into? Was/is it worth it? AND Do you hoard all your clothes for years and years or do you let them go?
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