It Finally Happened…

by Sarah on August 2, 2013 · 17 comments

It finally happened…

Papa Smart I  discovered the best, most perfect, most delicious way to cook sweet potatoes.

Tossing chunks in a bit of olive oil, some spice, and some salt and pepper, then grilling them produces what can only be described as a Sweet Potato Marshmallows.

Pillowy clouds of beta-carotene that I will never be able to recreate unless I obtain a Weber kettle grill in the near future.*

*Or any grill at all.


It finally happened…

Papa and Stepmama Smart reached the pinnacle of grilled pizza perfection.

I just don’t even know how to tell you the puffy, chewy, yet slightly crisp joy that was the crust.

And goat cheese? With pesto? And roasted vegetables?

I mean. Really.


It finally happened…

I stuck my face into the pulled pork BBQ at Whole Foods.

Kidding. Kidding.

(But the smell of it. Oh LAWD, the smell of it…)

I’m still an herbivore.

Who eats fish.


It finally happened…

I just don’t care about labels anymore.


It finally happened…

I have accepted the fact that I will never be able to get certain Charlottesville delights for a VERY long time.

or go to the farmers' market...

Like my favorite No Bull burgers.

Or the best kombucha IN. THE. WORLD. (I am not even joking.)

And why did they have to start making Tuscan Sourdough at Great Harvest JUST when I decide to go back to school?

olive oil from france just made this...divine

Not to mention the Green Goddess dressing from feast! that I didn’t discover until it was much too late.

[But I have a cooler ready to at least get SOME down to Alabama with me…]


It finally happened…

I looked into the mirror on more than one occasion and thought:

I feel strong.

thank you best body bootcamp?

I feel good.

I feel healthy.

this was from a while ago. but i just really like the photo. hashtag: narcissism.

And the fact that the number on the scale has inched up quite a bit since I stopped counting calories…well I’m trying not to let it bother me.


It finally happened…

Two weeks post-wisdom teeth surgery, I can eat nuts again!

And apples!

And cereal!

And raw vegetables!

And corn on the cob!

Some of these things are more difficult than others…

…but my lack of wisdom (teeth) isn’t keeping me in the land of soft foods any longer!


The other, unexpected, result of getting my wisdom teeth out is I have finally started flossing every day. My teeth have never been given so much attention.


It finally happened…

I had the breakdown.

I knew it was coming.

Monday night I finally had a blubber fest of nervous tears about my move, my new career path, my new life.It involved the phrases, “I’m not scared of the work, Mom; I’m MADE for this work!” and “I’m going to have to celebrate my birthday by myself.” and “I’m going to be 29 and aloooooooooooooone.”


I’m trying to keep in mind Lindsay‘s words–which came to me just when I needed them: “Learn... to focus on what you are becoming rather than what you are lacking.”

I feel a bit better now, which is good.

Because it finally happened…

Moving day is here!


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