Time for a new adventure

I realize I haven't blogged in quite some time. Here's some updates since my last blog: - I moved - It wasn't my choice but it had to be done. The lady that owned our condo wanted us to buy it or leave. So we left (there were way too many things to be fixed and wasn't worth our time, energy and money). Now I live in the basement of my mother in law's home with my boyfriend, Jack. - I no longer consume animals or animal by products. I'm 90% vegan and I say 90 % because I cannot consume vegan cheese. Has anyone ever tried it? IT'S LEGIT THE SCUM OF THE EARTH. I eat cheddar cheese (only) once, twice or three times a month. So let's get down to business, to the reason why I made you come to this entry on my blog. The main way I cook in this basement is with my slow cooker. I came across a recipe on Pinterest for Vegan basil pesto bread which obviously sounds delicious. *Word to the non - vegans, pesto contains parmesan. There was a recipe to make vegan...

Being an adult sucks. I remember in my younger years wanting to grow up and doing what I want, when I want and how I want. If only we were rich and could be in that zen. Currently it's lunch time and I've paid my Rogers bill, and inquired about a pre approved mortgage. YAY! Living the dream life. I miss the younger years though - not giving a shit about what you ate, and now it's all about counting calories, intermittent fasting, some sort of fad diet and/or keeping up with a healthy lifestyle. Speaking of which.. here's my update for yesterday's food and exercise (plus so far today):   I had to make this picture huge because it was so fcking amazing! Boiled carrots/peas/green beans, roasted potatoes (garlic, pepper, salt and paprika) and lastly the chicken schnitzel! Instead of flour I've been using unflavoured protein powder and it is BOMB. Shoot I just remembered I was thawing pork tenderloin ... gotta make more schnitzel - I doubt Jack is complaining....

You remember that feeling of having to go up on stage when you were a kid in a stupid costume and having to say some lines in front of a huge audience? That gut wrenching feeling of being slightly embarrassed and afraid? That's me right now. Today I started work early to leave early and go to the optometrist. I have to do a visual field test - it's a test where a technician shines a bright light in your peripherals to diagnose and/or monitor glaucoma. I'm terrified. I don't know what to expect and I literally asked everyone if they have ever done this test.. nope, nope and nope. There's not one person out there that can tell me what to expect? According to statistics not a lot of young people have glaucoma so that's probably why my circle of friends haven't had this test. But hey, if they ever get it done they can come to me. I'm going to keep myself distracted. Speaking (or more so blogging) about distractions here's a good one, Jack and I rec...