A major part of my focus on wellness has been to give less credence to the number on the scale and more emphasis on the intangible qualities of fitness. How do I feel? What am I able to do or do more easily than I could before? How are my clothes fitting today?
Being on a health kick has not deterred my urge for something a little salty, a lot flavorful, with a bit of tooth. But it can't be a lot of effort or I'll reach for the chip bag instead. Thankfully, this chick chow fills the bill! Want to make your own? You'll need:
I have been repeatedly informed that this random memory requires some explanation. Have you not all, at some point or another, told a child’s parents they should sniff their son’s probing digit? No? Well then….
Warning! This post is very Prairie Home Companion. You should probably get some tea and read this in a soothing voice. Maybe me reading this will be my first vlog entry. Nope. Never mind. I have the voice of the lovechild of a squirrel and a chipmunk who has just sucked all the helium out of a balloon. So you read it. To yourself. With the soothing voice and all the feels, as the youth of today say. Anyway….