This isn’t really like a pumpkin pie blizzard. But I want one REALLY.FREAKING.BAD so this will have to suffice. Work with me here.
Sorry I was so depressively intense yesterday. But I have to have those moments. And I know some of my readers were like, “OMG Juli, you are like, so annoying. Stop complaining. #firstworldproblems.” I get it. I understand. But based on the number of comments I got on that blog post yesterday, A LOT of people go/have gone through the same sh*t. So THANK YOU if you left a comment of advice or just to say you understand. Acne is frustrating. And stupid. I remember the days when I ate bread and felt like sh*t…but I had no acne. Blasphemy.
I need to catch you up with my life though. I feel like I haven’t talked to you in forever. Last week was kind of a lazy week. It was almost like a vacation. You know how I know that? Because one day, while I cooked, I watched Pretty Woman. Then after I cooked, I watched Pretty Woman…again. Then I watched the Sex and the City movie. And cried. I don’t know what’s worse, watching Pretty Women twice in one day, or crying during the scene where Big leaves Carrie at the alter. You think I have issues, don’t you?
You know what movie everyone will say I have issues for loving? Twilight. But I do. Love Twilight, that is. I FREAKING LOVE Twilight. And I get soooooo sick of people rolling their eyes or scoffing when I tell them that I love the books and loved the movies. People just love to hate Twilight. Especially guys. I find that some guys think making fun of me for loving Twilight is a way of flirting with me. NEWS FLASH: it ain’t. You’d have better luck talking to me about my oil cleansing routine vs. my Twilight obsession. Kidding. If you talk to me about my acne issues, I’ll cut you.
But for reals, what is up with guys hating Twilight so much? Ok, I get it, the acting isn’t very good. And the whole vampire and wolf stuff is pretty childish. But that’s totally what I thought when I first heard about the books. I was like, “OMG that is like, so totally stupid. Why would I ever read that? I’m a grown 20 year old woman.” Well, I was right on one thing, I was 20 years old. But I LOVED the books. I couldn’t put them down. The plot may be weird, the actors may seem awkward, but the love story is a.maz.ing. Seriously. I am truly a hopeless romantic and may be that for the rest of my life, but books and stories like that make me smile. And make my heart warm. So here is what I’ve figured out…if you hate the books and if you hate the movies, you hate love. And you have no romantic drive. Or want. If I just offended you, sorryfornotbeingsorry. The truth hurts sometimes.
- ½ cup canned coconut milk
- ½ cup water
- ½ cup pumpkin puree
- 1-2 cup ice cubes
- 3 dates, pitted and soaked in water for 20+ minutes
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1 teaspoon cinnamon
- ¼ teaspoon nutmeg
- ⅛ teaspoon cloves
- Remove dates from the water they were soaking in.
- Add all ingredients to your food processor of blender.
- Blend until smooth and silky.
- Drink. With another person. And with a straw.