Alternative title: It doesn’t matter what I bloody put into the smoothie…They’re always green. GREEN! One day I guarantee I’ll wake up green, and not in a good way (if there is a good way to wake up green…That said, She-Hulk rocked, what say you Linda? Would I make an awesome She-Hulk?)…I blame the spinach.
As I type this I’m watching a TV show about milk, cheese and ice-cream. About dairy cows queuing to be milked by robots (actually freaking queuing, they have better manners than a lot of British people do! I’m looking at you queue-jumping lady at the supermarket today -RUDE!) and bacteria having parties in order to make the oh so perfect accompaniment to biscuits or crackers (that said, does bacteria party scream of a certain NHS department we dare not speak of?)…And yet, as I watch the assorted ice-creams all lined up and heading towards their life’s ambition of falling on the ground on a hot day to the misery of the consumer, all I can think of is how much I want my face to be at the end of that conveyor belt! Damn sweet tooth.
Okies ladies and gents, I’m at a friend’s wedding tomorrow so it’s a short post today as I am going to need my beauty sleep – trust me folks, I am not a morning person!…I may try and snaffle some pics for Instagram (as you do). Of the wedding, not of me looking like a total stunner with my bed-head do and dried drool. Obviously.
Blitz together 1 plum (pit removed), 1/3 cucumber, a handful of spinach, 1 banana and 380ml of liquid (I picked water)…
Stick a straw it in, it’s done!
So folks, what do you have planned for the weekend? Anything exciting?