Yum--Chobani

If you know me, you'd agree that I'm a bit of a yogurt fanatic. I eat at least one serving a day, and I'm famous for throwing raisins, granola, and cereal in the mix. I recently shopped at one of my favorite grocery stores- Fresh Market- and discovered a new yogurt lust for Chobani.

(Image taken from website)

Chobani is a Greek yogurt with tons of protein (20g!) but none of that chalky, dry taste. Rather, it is creamy, non- fat, and and quite delicious. Chobani definitely earned an A+ from me!

Spring Break!!

In a few weeks my sister and I will be going on spring break! No, it's not to Florida. Not Cancun. We're going to....Pittsburgh! Let's just say we hear Andy Warhol beckoning us. We're definitely open to suggestions and tips about what to see and do in the Burgh, so send some love my way if you have any good advice!

“Each of us puts in one little stone, and then you get a great mosaic at the end.” ~Alice Paul

One of the many aspects I enjoyed in San Antonio was the mosaic artwork. Often, these pieces of inspiration were not displayed in high traffic areas or prominant places. I think that is what

was partly so enjoyable for me. I like a good challenge.

I also particularly enjoyed being educated by the random mosaics that I stumbled upon, such as this one:

I can't believe it's March 6th!

When I travel, I try not to emit the persona of a tourist. I leave my Hawaiian shirt and tennis shoes behind and attempt to blend in with the locals. Well, my attempts don't always succeed. For example, last weekend I went to San Antonio and had a blast. A friend and I decided to visit the Alamo, and were annoyed when we discovered orators giving speech after speech in front of the entrance to the main building. We decided to look at the surrounding museums and gardens to fill our time. It was really interesting, and a lady named Rosemary gave us the low-down on the wiles of women and how the yellow rose of Texas diverted Santa Anna's attention long enough to give Houston the upper hand. After a while however, we were ready to see the actual fort and leave. The speeches were STILL going on. Then, we heard a lady behind us say, "March 6th! How could I forget that it was March 6th?" My friend and I looked at each other, and then searched the large timeline by the museum for some big event that happened on March 6th. I seriously branded myself as a tourist, because when I found March 6th I was totally surprised.
March 6th was the day the Alamo fell.