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yummy in my greek goddess tummy

i am feeling pretty random today – beware 🙂
 
i wanna talk about yogurt.  it’s true.
 
Us Greeks love our yogurt.  we put it on everything…rice, eggplant…tzatziki hello!!
 
i remember being in my mid 20’s when someone brought it to my attention that putting yogurt on my rice was “weird”.
i think this was someone i was actually courting…seeking out as a potential mate. 
Pfft…decision made.  bye bye!
 
Seriously…it’s true.  i love yogurt on rice.  not that i eat rice anymore…but it just goes together.
that’s how this greek goddess was raised…
 
But its gotta be greek yogurt.  not any other yogurt would suffice.  I currently buy the Astro – Balkan Style (ohhhh, i just gave Astro a free shout out…any chance they will give me a free life time supply?)
 
But – and this is weird….
 
the other day…i had just washed my day right outta my hair…got in to my fat pants and was ready to call it a night…
when i got a craving.
the most unusual craving to date.
 
I raided my cupboards and realized i didn’t have the one thing i wanted.  (isn’t that always the way)
 
So it’s late at night..i am in my jammies…i throw on my shoes and head to the store.
i wanted honey and apparently i wanted it right now!!!
 
Us Greeks also eat yogurt with honey.  throw in a few walnut pieces and you have heaven in a bowl.
 
Since i have been adding the odd, good for you carb back in to my life i don’t feel so guilty about the honey.
oh honey how i have missed you.
It’s not actually sugar and it’s all natural…so i don’t feel too bad
 
But where did this craving come from?????  i kid you not when i say the last time i ever ate yogurt and honey…i was under 10 years old.
i have not had it since.
so where did this need come from??  why did i have to leave my house just to make this simple little dessert?
i mean i understand leaving the house for…oh…a peanut buster parfait
but honey and yogurt…really???
 
 
anyways that’s my story.  you should try it…seriously…it’s quite the yum yum.
 
on my way in this morning i took out my Sara CD (i know, for shame) and i threw in my Beth Hart.  Sometimes this goddess feels like listening to something angry and rough 🙂
i got a whole lot of singing and chair dancing in today folks.
if you are in the mood for a feel good song – click here
it always makes me happy.
 
Have an awesome Friday!!


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bye bye fat pants

i refer to my fat pants often in this blog.
can i explain what they are?

they simply are pajama bottoms.
that’s it.
they are the pants that i lounge around the house in…and often sleep in at night.

the pants i regularly refer to were purchased specifically for my trip out west to visit my bff in 2009

they are just basic gray fuzzy pants with draw strings.
simple and baggy and comfortable…especially on a fat day.
back in 2009 i didn’t even need to tie them around my waist…they were just a perfect fit.

fast forward to Friday night…or i guess i should say early Saturday morning.
i awoke in the middle of the night…as i do every single night.
4am found me awake and stirring in bed.
i decided to get out of bed to grab a drink…since falling asleep right away was out of the question.

Now here’s a visual….if you become easily aroused please stop reading.

i crawled outta bed….with the most perfect bed head.
one eye open…and one eye completely shut…as this is my come hither look at 4 am.
meow
anyways…i started to walk down the hallway…and after a few steps
my fat pants were around my ankles.

i bent over and grabbed the waist of my pants and pulled them up
as i did not want to walk by my huge window bare assed for the world to see…
i grabbed a drink and headed back to bed…pants once again falling to my ankles
i stepped outta them and in to bed.
i made a mental note that my number one priority come Saturday was to purchase new “fat pants”
and then fell asleep.

and so, i have come here to announce that my fat pants have been retired
they will be put into a good will bag for someone else to enjoy

i sit here and type this in my brand spanking new smaller fat pants

candy striped pants, with a red spider man t-shirt
happier than a pig in shit
life is good.

a vision of beauty my friends…a vision of beauty..


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