The Bloom — health

They always said breakfast was the most important meal of the day if you want to be healthy. Then they always sat me down to a plate of food that totally wasn’t—cheese-stuffed omelets, grease-stuffed meats, butter-soaked toast, and a pile of fried potatoes the size of a Mini Cooper. You could rock that plate for sure. But I don’t think you’d win any wellness awards. A lifetime of smoothies, steel-cut oats, yogurt bowls, and fruit plates later, I’m still looking for the better breakfast, and I think I finally found it. Two words: Breakfast salad. It’s a counterintuitive contradiction in...

My friend Tommy dropped by yesterday. If you know Tommy, you know that’s trouble because he’s always got something to say about everything and is someone (you know the type) who knows, just knows, they’re right about it all. That makes him a lot of fun and a giant freaking pain. Usually at the same time. Yesterday, he showed up with lattes during my morning yoga, and I made the tactical mistake of finishing while he waited. And yeah, Tommy had something to say about it, mostly that my standing there like (his words) “some weird statue made by a...

You know what’s great about the world? The way it can turn around and surprise you with a little gift and a bit of a lift when you least expect it. It’s a cold, raw, rainy day in my world, the kind that can make you feel a little low and lost. I’ve been moody and everything is irritating me, so I splurged on one of those gourmet chocolate bar things that always look way too dangerous but are always way too expensive. I don’t even want to say how much it was. But it sure was good. Except that...

Ugh to winter’s extra pounds. And to my warm-season clothes, which I pulled out from under my bed the other day, pulled on in front of the mirror, and found bulging in, well… let’s just say all the wrong places. Not cool. But I’m going to own the weight because I sure owned the hand that held the fork that made it. Yeah, I probably shouldn’t have had that slice of double-chocolate cake at our Super Bowl party (yaaaas!). Or those coconut macaroons in January (OMG!). Or all the rest of it (I’m looking at you, corner bakery maple pecan...