Break ups are the worst. They make us question why we even decided to get in another relationship. And make us wonder what we could have changed to make it work. But sometimes we just have to face the fact, the relationship didn’t work and we are back on our own. I love relationships. I love loving someone and having them love me back. But I guess sometimes love isn’t enough. It still never seems to get easier.
While I tried not to completely drown in my relationship sorrows, Sergio helped me drown myself in chocolate peanut butter swirl frozen yogurt topped with chocolate sauce and chocolate sprinkles. Yeah, I got chocolate wasted. Thankfully it didn’t make me sick. But I thought chocolate wasted would be better than alcohol wasted. Alcohol leads to depression. Depression leads to text messages. Nothing good comes from texting, I know that for a fact.
In another effort to keep from constantly crying, I took on a mom roll. Meaning babysitting a couple dogs. Children aren’t that fun. Dogs are. And small dogs are pretty great, other than their love for barking. At anything. Parked cars. Grass. Fences. Really anything they can find to bark at. What they don’t seem to love to do is poop outdoors. Instead they felt the need to leave their tootsie rolls for me to step on. Twice. But they made up for it by cuddling with me constantly. I understand while people like small dogs, it’s like your own grown up style teddy bear. A socially acceptable one. I haven’t had a teddy bear in years, but having a fluffy little bear-dog sleep right next to me is even better than I remember. I kind of want a dog. I need a cuddle buddy.
Are you suddenly grossed out by tootsie rolls now? I sure am.
I pretty much took the long weekend to think about things. My last break up was covered up with alcohol and trips to sketchy dance clubs to keep from thinking about it. They didn’t seem sketchy to me at the time, but when I go downtown now, I always wonder what I was thinking when I actually liked going to those bars. Laura and I spent one night downtown, not drinking since we had to get back to our pups, and I wondered why anyone liked to spend their nights down there. Sure, you get whistled at by guys who can’t even spell their own name, but the bars are too loud to have a conversation with anyone. And conversations are usually dull. Am I just getting to that age where hiking up my skirt shorter than it falls in order to appeal to the opposite sex sounds like an awful night out? Or is it that I just like having sober conversations? I really don’t know. What I do know is that I got a parking ticket. All signs are pointing towards Juli staying out of downtown. I’m listening to the signs. And getting chocolate wasted.
- ½ cup brewed coffee (chilled)
- ½ cup full fat canned coconut milk
- 1 heaping tablespoon almond butter (or other nut or seed butter)
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 2 tablespoons maple syrup or honey
- 1 tablespoon unsweetened cocoa powder
- ¼ cup chia seeds
- Blend brewed coffee, coconut milk, almond butter, vanilla extract, maple syrup, and cocoa powder in a blender.
- Place the blended mixture into a resealable large jar (or 2 smaller jars) then add chia seeds. Seal jar and shake.
- Place in refrigerator overnight or for at least 3+ hours.
- Eat up. Breakfast is served.