Hey there, Party People!
I'm giddy as a school over here as one part of my new "healthy is the new sexy" regime has arrived (bonus: I love, love, love snail mail)....
I mean c'mon...just look at that radiant, gorgeous lady! I keep telling the Weeblies that in a few weeks when Gwyneth walks into the office, to not be alarmed; it's actually just me, Trish, with awesome skin (and possibly freshly highlighted hair...any SF salon recs for a brunette looking to go blonde?). I've heard ol' Gwynny has gotten some flack over this beautiful book (ie she's not a nutrition expert, so should shush it) but to all her haters I just have to say: Jealousy is a stinky cologne. Home-girl is glowing, and ya'll are crazy. Take it for what it is and not the be all-end all health bible, and you'll be all good. Get it?! ALL GOOD. Ha. Sigh-five (self high five).
I'm stoked to get crackalackin' in the kitchen with a bunch of her recipes! I'm starting tonight with a friend, as I've found it's way easier to cook nutritiously when other folks are involved to a) motivate me to not take shortcuts, b) split the cost of pricier ingredients and c) make the process more fun. Which, I guess all this means is that I'll have to host some small dinner parties at casa de Diggy.
Anyone wanna come over and eat like Gwyneth with me?! I'm officially taking reservations.
In other health news, I read this article yesterday that put a big ol' chocolate loving smile on my face, as it essentially gave me wholehearted permission to add a bit of this deliciousness to my morning smoothies...
And finally, what is "health" without including the "mental" in front of it:
love and light,