I arrived home from work today to find a package full of deliciousness waiting for me.
Love Grown Foods, a company founded by an adorable Colorado couple, sent me several samples of their all-natural granolas. As some of you may know, I have “issues” with cereal and granola… my “issues” being that once I start eating either cereal or granola, I can’t seem to stop.
I selected the cocoa goodness flavor to try first. Oh gosh. It was fantastic. I then moved onto the raisin almond crunch. Another winner. And then the sweet cranberry pecan. The best!
I immediately poured myself a small bowl to enjoy on the spot.
Before I knew it, this happened:
I love how it’s sweetened with agave and honey and chock full of toasted nuts. The sweet cranberry pecan flavor was literally bursting with pecans (my all-time favorite nut).
I ate the bowl intending for it to be some pre-race fuel for this evening’s corporate 5k… until I remembered something super important that I had to do tonight for a special event tomorrow night. A couple of my girlfriends and I are throwing a party for another one of our friends (she knows, it’s not a surprise) and I had a few things to attend to this evening that took precedence over the 5k. Friends and family before fitness!
After checking some things off my personal to-do list, Ryan and I sat down to a quick dinner of pulled pork sandwiches with carrots and sugar snap peas on the side.
Guess what I had for dessert?
Yup, granola. I’m addicted.
Okay, things are getting weird around here. First I turn myself into an oat cluster and then I send my mom a link to a pair of
grandma shoes TOMS as a birthday idea for me…
I’m in the same camp as SkinnyRunner and think that these shoes, as she says, are seriously (seriously) fug, and yet she bought a pair today and I just hinted at a pair of the red stone-washed TOMS for my birthday. Apparently we caved into the company’s fantastic mission and the promised comfort you guys say that these shoes offer.
Just don’t call me Nana Julie just yet.
G’night everyone! I have to go drink a glass of warm milk and rinse my dentures.