European Nostalgia

Chris & Jessica, Rexburg, Idaho (May 8, 2012)

After running home from work to get my clothes so I can head over to Dana's house for Day Two of Week Two of Insanity, I discover Chris' plans to sabotage my workout. As I'm running out the door, he tells me he has a surprise for me....in the freezer. I open it up to find Heaven's gift to women, Magnum Bars. Really, if you haven't tried them out yet, you need to because you are missing out. We discovered these delicious Belgian chocolate covered ice cream bars on our trip to Europe almost two years ago and our lives were changed. So how could I resist? Yes, I came home after another intense insanity work out feeling accomplished...and extremely ready to indulge my effort away.

It'd be hardly true to say I felt guilty. Let's be sincere. Whoever said "nothing tastes as good as skinny feels" was seriously deranged. Everyone needs to cheat on their diet once in a while. My theory is that people who are too fat prove that too much of a good thing can definitely be a bad thing...but every time I see a girl that I feel is way too skinny, I'm overwhelmed by an unnatural urge to force feed her a cheeseburger.  Haha, so here we are, us people who fit somewhere in between too fat and too skinny, doing Insanity and enjoying a quality Magnum bar once in a while (or whatever else is your weakness).

Salzburg, Austria

Opa! Rexburg Grill, Rexburg, Idaho

And while we're on the subject of food, which so happens to be one of my favorites, I must comment on the the nostalgic trip the new Greek restaurant in Rexburg, Opa, sent me on (yes, Ruby, a Greek restaurant in Rexburg, eat your heart out). Chris and I decided to try the platter gyros and pastitsio, and I don't know if I just happened to pick the greatest thing in the menu, but I was EXTREMELY delighted. It seems that I'm on an European kick, because all of my meals have sent me back to Europe this week. I don't think I can count how much lamb dishes I ate while we were on our European tour, but Kebab was my personal favorite, as you will be able to tell in the very non-flattering picture of me which will follow this description. Yep, I'm wiping my face off because it's difficult not to stuff your face into that tiny, perfectly seasoned, piece of lamb heaven. My life truly is a constant battle between my love of food, and not wanting to be fat...

Wittenburg, Germany

So now that I'm full of Greek food and Magnum bars, I've decided I need to return to Europe. I tried to convince Chris that we should treat ourselves to Italy as a graduating present (I figured that's what American people do: extravagantly celebrate minimal events), but so far, he hasn't budged. I keep forgetting my second greatest constant battle between my desire for expensive things and not wanting to be poor...But I'm not ruling it out yet.