Some weeks I just have less to say. There are times where I feel like I could talk and talk and talk {and then some} but this week is just not one of those. Lots of little things are happening per usual but nothing that I want to zero in on and dedicate a whole blog post to. And for some reason, writing just isn’t coming easily to me these days. I think it has a lot to do with the fact that I’m just straight up tired. I’m craving some quality sleep but for some reason my body is not letting me have it. Boo.

This explanation is the preface to the following blog post which is really just a conglomeration of my thoughts at the moment. A little stream of consciousness for you on this Thursday morning.

I present to you, the things on my mind:

  • My body is sore. Between spin on Monday, OutRun on Tuesday, and Goruck Bootcamp last night… my upper legs are feeling the burn. And at bootcamp we were lifting this heaving piping until our arms were exhausted basically so my upper body is questioning my choices in life at the moment.
  • My gym has gotten more into posting pictures of various workouts on their Facebook and Instagram. This means I get to see what I look like when I workout- which is like, every girl’s dream right?
  • Could this Stanley Cup match up BE any more intense or well matched? Obviously the Bruins are better and are going to win it all {obviously} but man- two great cities, two great teams- one great series for sure. 


  • Will shared this video with me of a guy from Chicago on the news trying to give Blackhawks shirts to people in Boston. It’s a riot.
  • WHATEVER Rays. We won the series. Now go back to the Trop where you belong.
  • If there are no cherries available when I go grocery shopping tomorrow- I’m going to be VERY angry. I’ve been craving them like a mad person and have had them on my shopping list for the past month yet every time I’m at the grocery store they either don’t have them {like what?} or they’re sold out. WHAT GIVES. Save some for me please and have them available. Okay great.
  • At the very least, I have Chobani’s black cherry yogurt which is not the same at all, but did help me make a sweet smoothie last night:

Almond milk, ice, cocoa powder, frozen banana, cashew butter, and black cherry greek yogurt. OH and the last minute addition of some spinach {for good measure}.


Hence why the smoothie is green. The color is not reflective of the taste whatsoever.

  • Usually I am an advocate for adding chocolate to anything and everything but I would have left it out of this smoothie I think. Lately I have been craving non-chocolate things… which is weird for me.
  • Like my obsession with vanilla soft serve cones is OUT OF CONTROL at the moment. I crave them at least once a day, every day. No joke. Ask Will if you don’t believe me.
  • But as a creature of habit, I do still love my chocolate. And it tasted amazing in my overnight oats this morning:

1 ripe banana mashed up with 1 tbl of unsweetened cocoa butter (the banana makes the chocolate sweet but not too sweet), 1/3 cup oats, 1/2 cup almond milk, 1 tbl. chia seeds, 1/2 cup sliced strawberries, 1/2 cup plain greek yogurt. This morning I stirred in 2 tbl. of sunflower seed butter.

  • Back to Chobani- if you don’t follow their pinterest boards do so immediately. Especially their “Bananas ‘Bout Breakfast” one. It was simultaneously the best and worst decision of my life to follow them. So many good recipes, so little time.
  • And when I say so little time- I really mean it! I go to Russia for eleven days IN eleven days! THAT’S not even real. The thought itself is so overwhelming/exciting that I haven’t even begun to prepare for reals. It’s too much.
  • I keep an ongoing list of recipes I want to try to make meal planning easier and it hit me hard yesterday when I realized that I would have to wait till mid-July to make any recipes I find now… my pre-Russia meal planning and menu is all finalized. Sorry aloha burgers, breakfast sweet potatoes, spanish cauliflower rice, garlic pancakes, yogurt strawberry cake, and broccoli, grape pasta salad… you’re going to have to wait.

No but actually- I love garlic pancakes more than you know. These paired with Trader Joes Korean Style Beef Short Ribs that I’ve been eyeing? I’m drooling just thinking about it.

  • Instead of thinking about food {#foodieproblems} maybe I should get crack-a-lackin’ on that book I have to read before Russia seeing as I’m less than halfway through it? Maybe?

I like to think that if I had a beach nearby that I would get a lot more reading done.

  • It’s hard to concentrate on book reading though when I have other stuff happening though (you know, other than going to work everyday).
  • AND MY FRIEND ALLI! Will is going to be in Florida so it’s an all girls weekend in my apartment starting tomorrow. Girls rule. Boys Drool.
  • But even before that, I have dinner tonight with my friend Sara which is usually pretty normal but this will be the last time I see her until I’m back from Russia. WAH!
  • We’re going to my favorite restaurant, Busboys and Poets, so at least we can have our bittersweet dinner over some amazing food.
  • Also, Will’s birthday is the day before I leave for Russia {June 30th} so I’ve been doing work on that. This time last week I had NO IDEA what to do for him and now I have it all in the works he he he.
  • As someone who also has a summer birthday, I can honestly say that summer birthdays tend to suck in comparison to other birthdays {you kind of have to have one to understand what I’m saying here. If you don’t- I point you to THIS buzzfeed article} so I’m all for making sure the people I love have GREAT birthdays. No matter when they are.
  • And let’s be real. If anyone deserves a kickass birthday, it’s Will. Dude is pretty amazing if you ask me.
  • Speaking of Will, I’ve been obsessed with this song lately. It’s newish and I’ve been listening to it for a while but these days I’ve had it on repeat quite often. Emeli Sande sings about this great guy in her life that she trusts and loves to death. It’s only slightly relatable 😉
  • This song + JT’s Mirrors + Robin Thicke’s Blurred Lines = all I’ve been listening to. OH and Gavin DeGraw’s new single. And maybe a little bit of some new Backstreet Boys too.
  • Besides over playing the crap out of those songs, other things I have to do before Russia…
  • My professor said to bring our student IDs with us for discounted museum prices. Problem is- I graduated a year ago and don’t think I have my ID anymore. Though because I’m a pack rat and borderline hoarder, I keep memory boxes and thought maybe I would have thrown it in one of those. I cracked two of them open last night.
  • No ID was found, but what I did find was letters, cards, and assorted memorabilia from the past four years of my life that made me a weepy mess. I have good people in my life.
  • Nostalgia + being wicked exhausted = emotional train wreck Allison
  • Speaking of EMOTIONS- this whole week I have been SO HOMESICK. Gah. Looking at pictures from my little sister’s 8th grade dance doesn’t help.  Not to brag or anything, but my sisters are gorgeous.

Pretty sure when I was in 8th grade that I was a HOT MESS. Like I cringe looking at my pictures from this same dance. My sister Rachel is ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL. I can’t get over it. Not only is her natural beauty just out of this world, but she found the PERFECT dress for her personality and my sister Jess did an amazing job on her hair and makeup.


Rachel and my Stepdad being photo bombed by my sister Angie (look closely), And my sister Jess looking fresh in the background 😉

  • Good thing it’s Thursday aka my Friday {just have to make it through today!}
  • And again, good thing I have some great friends coming to stay with me this weekend.

Life is madness, but I’m used to that by now. I’m just going to keep my head up high and keep trucking along the best that I know how. And you know, try and enjoy myself as much as possible. The life of a twenty something is supposed to be fun, right?

Keep it wicked healthy xoxo


3 thoughts on “Speechless

  1. Your sister looks fabulous! Dude, my 8th grade dance was a hot mess and a half, too. There is some super unfortunate photo evidence of that night of me and two friends standing awkwardly in front of a shrub (like, what? we couldn’t walk the two feet to the flowers?) that I never care to see again.

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