Blogging…oh, how I’ve forsaken thee. Ok, I haven’t written in a while. Let’s just call it a vacation. A break if you will. 🙂
Raw is hard for me right now. I fell off the wagon, yet again on a trip home the weekend after the 4th of July holiday. Oh, Dairy Queen…you are a vile temptress. Luckily, there are not easily accessible DQ locations in DC (I think the closest one is in Bowie Town Center). Between DQ and Sonic (Sonic Blast with Reese’s cups…*drool*) my ice cream habit was in full effects.
Back on the wagon. I’ve added wheat germ to my morning smoothies and I make sure I have a “ready to do battle” bag with me all day. Carrots, grapes, etc. Oh no, the munchies won’t get me.
Today’s challenge: Going to happy hour on U Street. What place that serves bar food has anything raw I can eat? Um…I’m thinking none. On top of that, I’ve had a rough week and I could really, really use a drink. I’m going to pass and hope that the caring words of the dear friend I’m meeting at happy hour will suffice.