I consider myself to be something of a bad-day expert, and there are a few good ways to cure a bad day:
- Go to University gym. Stare unashamedly at the good looking young fellas while they sweat.
- Take a mental health day. Not that I advocate this on the reg, people. Only once or twice a semester! Use it wisely.
- Take a nap.
- Make the following 5 minute microwave soup (hey, its better for you than ramen!):
1 cup of spinach, washed and chopped into small pieces
1/4 cup of unsweetened milk of choice (I used TJ's Whole Grain Milk)
2 tsp. miso paste
Garlic powder, onion powder
Nutritional Yeast, to taste (I probably used a tablespoon)
Enough sriacha chili sauce to make grown men cry
Mix it all together, mush the potatoes up, and then microwave it for a minute!
Sorry no pic, but you can imagine that it didn't look particularly exciting.
So, by applying each of these steps, in no particular order, you may come to realize that your day isn't as bad as you think. Or maybe it will still suck, but at least you can fool yourself into thinking that its better for a little bit!
This evening, after said workout, I was famished for some good eats (since it had been like 7 hours since lunch, sheesh! I never go that long without food!) and since I've been reading lots of praise about Mae's pizza and cheese concoctions, I decided to create something using her ideas. Sort of.
Please notice my Shakespeare anthology, which is roughly the size of a small child, and weighs about the same. I LOVE lugging that sucker around campus! So does my poor, achy back!
Here's a close up of this bad boy for your viewing pleasure,
I took 2 slices of Ezekiel bread, smothered 'em with crushed tomatoes, piled them high with spinach and green peppers, sprinkled them with black beans and then topped it off with some humnut cheese, which is steadily becoming one of my most favorite things. Then I stuck them in the oven and baked at 45o until the cheese was brown and the spinach was wilty. After removing them, I once again slathered the whole shebang in enough sriacha sauce to make a grown man cry. I love this stuff! I am addicted to it, for serious. Anyone else ever notice that I'm addicted to a lot of things? Sriacha sauce, nooch, miso paste, peanut butter (preferably all at once!)...without any of these things I would be a basket case. I realize that this probably sounds revolting to a lot of people, but it was SO GOOD! I mean, I devoured that thing. Trying to take a picture of it was so depressing because I knew that it was getting colder as I aimed for a decent shot. Which I never actually got because in the end, I was too hungry to care! And yes, I do regularly eat my meals on my bed. Don't get freaked out by that.
Anyway, I just watched this fine looking young couple do their thaang on TV
Oh how I love thee, Booth. You are beautiful.
And now I'm going to go bake something and maybe snuggle up to my Shakespeare book. Not a bad ending to a bad day!