breakfast

i thought i was over oatmeal.
do not get me wrong, oatmeal and i had some exquisitely delicious and comforting times. but i've been enjoying more variety (sprouted english muffins, toast, waffles) in my breakfasts lately & oats got knocked off their pedestal.
but this morning oats were divine, yummy and beautiful. i wish i had a picture.


the recipe shall suffice:

1/3 cup old fashion oats

1 small banana; some cooked in

a few raisins

1 apricot

1 tbsp almond butter

1 tsp pure maple syrup

note: almost all images from weheartit.com

altogether now--

1/3 cup old fashion oats

1 small banana

raisins

1 apricot, sliced

1 tbsp almond butter

1 tsp pure maple syrup

i microwave my oats seeing as i don't have a pot to my name, and i am too impatient for them to cook stovetop anyway. so my method:

add water to oats (maybe 2/3 cup...) microwave 1 minute. add some banana. microwave 1 minute. add raisins. microwave 30 seconds (or till you get to a consistency you like). add apricot slices, remaining banana, maple syrup, and almond butter. gingerly stir, to let everyone awkwardly mingle.

enjoy.

how did you begin your day this morning?

comfortable

i really like sitting in awkward places, you know the places that aren't meant for sitting, especially in my apartment. i sit on the window ledge. i sit on the coffee table. i refuse to sit on the couch and love seat.
and i like to perch, like five year olds do, knees tucked to my chest, feet right next to my butt. comfortable.
that's it.
that is what i am constantly searching for--comfort, i'm not really a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants kind of girl; i do however greatly admire those kind of people. i however, just want to be comfortable.
i wasn't comfortable at my old college, or rather i decided i couldn't be comfortable. i'm trying to be comfortable here.

what makes me comfortable?
coffee.

sweatshirts.

warm hugs.

my family room floor.

yoga.

friends.

grey.

note: all images from wehearit.com

first impressions:

chia tea latte. iced. delicious.

gypsy soup. delicious.

two successes in one yesterday.

what makes you comfortable? i think out of everything though my mom makes me the most comfortable. and my dad. they make things okay.

any good first impressions recently? any bad ones? i get lots of bad first impressions just when i observe, mostly from my overly critical mind.