A few years ago, in an effort to be a little healthier, I lost 30 pounds over the span of a year. I knew that I would never be able to stop eating sugary deliciousness, so I went the calorie counting route as opposed to the “eating healthy foods” route. It worked out for me, and I’ve kept most of the weight off since.
Most of it.
I tend to occasionally bounce around 5-6 pounds heavier than my lightest from time to time.
It’s actually a relatively accurate measure of my current life stress level.
I did not intentionally go on a bourbon kick… but I seem to have gone on a bourbon kick.
In my previous post there was the bourbon in the whiskey marshmallow, caramel and bacon bark, and now there’s these squares.
Squares that are essentially blondies that are strongly bourbon flavoured.
And I claim to not even like alcohol.
So today is actually another episode in our saga of “When Amanda messes stuff up”.
You see, the picture above may look wonderfully gooey and delicious… and it was both gooey and delicious.
It was just a little… too… gooey…
It’s been around 30°C/90°F for several days now and as much as I love when the sun and my shorts come out (every Seattlite observes the sun with wonderment in their eyes), I’m melting.
For the last two nights, I’ve woken up in a sweat in bed, and had to move myself and my pillow over to the floor in front of the window.
The beauty of Seattle is no matter how hot it gets during the day, it always gets nice and cool at night. Unfortunately, sometimes it can take a little time for the indoors to catch up with the outdoors.
With the weather this way, there was no way I was turning on the oven.