Since I have so many photos from Spain I’ve decided to post them intermittently and not all at once! So here’s the first.
This is a photograph from our first day in Madrid! We went to a lovely dessert place where we had macaroons, mini sweets, and coffee! Just think of the lovely walking streets of Spain and walking into a lovely coffee house where people are reading a book, friends are chatting, the daylight shines in, and gosh does it smell great.
This weekend my parents went away. So i decided to go all out like a boss. I got a whole pizza from my favorite pizza joint, I went on a date, I did some things I haven’t done in a while, and then I had a giant chain smoking breakdown in my dad’s 1970s themed basement. I blame pizza. I know I made mistakes in the relationship and I did some things I can’t take back. Things like eating a whole large pizza by myself and drinking a whole bottle of chocolate rouge by myself. That was a not so chill move. I’ve gotten to thinking though, that the things we put into our bodies have something to do with the way we act and the way we act/ react has a great deal to do with what we eat.
I had a friend in college who had a bread addiction and so she tried very hard to refrain from eating it. Recently, one of my childhood friends was telling me she has been cutting our added sugars in her life and when she ate sugar/ when she stopped eating it she got headaches. I ask myself and you (my reader) is that the kind of relationship you want to have with food?
I mean this sounds bad, but when I used to hear people were allergic to things like gluetin (spelling?) I would think they were just trying to say they wanted to avoid it/ that they had a disguised eating disorder/ and I didn’t understand this. What I’ve come to realize is: omg! what a terrible judgement/ assumption I made. Let me give you a remote example though. If you’re cool and you watch The Mindy Show, you’ll find there’s an episode where the holistic doctor’s office and Mindy’s office run a race. Danny, one of the OBGYN doctors, has a pain in his leg and the nurse from his practice tells him that he has an emotional pain/ injury. I’m starting to think those sorts of feelings definitely apply to foods we eat. When I eat clean I feel better. When I drink tea even if I just had the shittiest day on earth I feel so much better. Do I love pizza? I love pizza so much. I have a pizza chant that goes like: pizza. pizza. pizzzaaaa zaaaaaaaaa. That’s dedication, ok?
Probably I should use common sense and only eat pizza in moderation. But if I can’t eat it in moderation (because I literally can’t control myself) , I think I need to just not eat it at all for a while. Take a break. Eating your feelings is real ok guys? I think the more real lesson I learned from eating pizza, running a mile, and then trying not to throw up is –
1.) don’t do that.
2.) I can’t eat pizza the way I used to.
3.) OH LOLOL I am lonely and I can’t fill that space with Pizza
4.) Pizza was the victim of me.
5.) I’m not really sure if this post is about pizza anymore.
6.) I’m very gay right now.
7.) I’m very sad right now.
8.) I wish I could apologize to my body and the pizza.
9.) abusing pizza is not the answer to your problems. no matter what
10.) I hope if you take anything from this post it is to eat things that make you feel good. And those things don’t necessarily have to be commercially or publicly deemed “healthy” but just to take care of yourself in that regard because no one else can do that for you. Also, when I talk about food and absorbing things I don’t just mean food I mean relationships with people too.
Finally, I promise I will post some photos from my trip soon. Once I stop being lazy.
xoxo, your pal Skinnings.
In the suburbs
Flies halo lazily around trash cans
Headlights find themselves
dispassionately caught in deer
Coytoe scoop up house cats
swift as eagles in the desert
Standing on cobble stone pathways
Beneath stern brick face houses
Desperate children pass out
“missing” flyers
Here people fuck with courtesy
Doors shut tight after 9 pm
for only the walls to hear
At miidnight teenagers meet
in the neighborhood soccer field
to breathe conspiracy and smoke bad weed
beneath the fields of sky
Every night,
like a fish whisked out of water
I turn my pillow over
and over
to find the other side.
-chubby girls with lisps & curly hair
-girls who tuck their t shirts into their shorts, at the gym, like it matters
– girls who are beautiful but just don’t know it (by beautiful I mean in the way they act)
-Watching Downton Abbey in my underwear and cuddling on a Sunday
-slow quiet sundays in bed
– Spring is so close! Summer is so close! The beach is so close!
– sharing the company of chosen family.
– a clean house.
-sleeping with the cats when I’m lonely.
-churros. Which is really fried doe dipped in hot chocolate.
-exaggerating matters
– when you kiss and your noses touch like a god damn Eskimo
– red heads, they get me every time.
-saying “What the actual fuck”
– cigarettes, in the house, after sex, in the tub, while studying (its so bad for you. I know it’s so bad)
-knowing you’re good at something & other people knowing you’re good at it too
– running until your breath catches in your throat.
– late night drives home.
It seems just like all your favorite shows (aka Walking Dead) I took an unexpected long hiatus. You know: AWOL? Sorry about that folks. I actually just returned from a most refreshing trip to visit a childhood friend of mine. She lives in Spain! By trip, I don’t mean skyping and speaking broken Spanish and pretending to be in another country. I mean putting all my liquids in less than 3 oz bottles and getting my passport (no it does not have any lipstick stains on it YET) together! It was a long needed break from the daily grind.
In any case, I’d be happy to post some photos of a few landmarks I was lucky to have the pleasure of meeting! Since my trip, I’ve been thinking a lot about health! I’ve been trying to get more into the habit of running and doing some yoga. I’m no fitness buff and enjoy a doughnut one several occasions! More, than just the exercise though a few lifestyle modifications. You might think I’m cookoo but I’ve decided to try not washing my hair with commercial shampoo for a while. An experiment if you will. Just look it up on the world wide interwebs! Shampoo chemicals (like everything else!) are BAD for you! But think, do you want to be cleaning your hair with the same chemicals you clean your garage with, in the dead of winter? I certainly don’t. Natural remedies, are becoming my obsession. So if you’re down to try it I heard baking soda is good for cleaning hair! one part baking soda 3 parts water in a bottle or a mason jar! For conditioner you can use apple cider vinegar! One part apple cider vinegar and three parts water. I’ll let you know how this experience goes! I’ve switched to using deodorant that doesn’t have harmful chemicals in it. This might also mean it doesn’t work!!! Or you have to keep putting it on! 😉 I’ll find out!
I’m also going to try this for my face:
http://www.wikihow.com/Have-a-Clear-Skin-Using-Home-Remedies
Maybe it works and maybe I’ll hate it. In the end shit falls out and it gets grey but I figure why not give this a try and see if it’s any different?
The Life and Times of a Tea Fascist 