New Ambrosia with Buttermilk-Coconut Dressing

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 I’m running short on time and sleep this morning so I will keep this brief. Yesterday was quite the whirlwind of events, to say the least.

It started with a rainy morning which are my very least favorite kind (as in, I hate rain so much that when it rained in college…I skipped class). As I was walking into work, trying desperately to not allow mother nature the satisfaction of ruining my 30-minute flat iron work, my umbrella was turning inside out with the winds while rain pelted my face. That is my version of a horror movie.

I’m so not kidding.

Work was insane, in all of the good ways. Busy days make for quick days and I saw a patient take her health by the horns in a complete 180 since she was hospitalized recently. Those types of success stories are what RD’s live for, let me tell you.

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Our last cooking class was a huge success and wouldn’t you know all the families showed. Insanity! I left work around 8:30pm only to be greeted by a blizzard. Does Michigan not know to ease me into this Northern-ness nonsense?! BLIZZARD. I kid you not, I drove home in a white out blizzard (though ironically, very little of the snow actually stuck) and not-to-confidently exited the highway for an off ramp out of fear of a semi plowing over me. My typical 32 minutes drive was a solid 45.

I had about 2.2 seconds (that is hardly an exaggeration) to pet the dog, kiss the hubby, and shovel in a homemade granola bar before packing up my hockey gear and heading back out into the blizzard for my game. Monday night — it’s the really, really good team. And let me tell you, the LAST thing I wanted to do after a 13 hour Monday was exercise…even hockey. But, off I went. Running late, naturally.

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I showed up to hockey just as the Zamboni was getting on the ice and I changed into my gear in record speed. I am much more efficient at such tasks when I don’t have a locker room of women to chat with (I fly as the solo female on this team).

We were getting our tushes handed to us (should I tell the guys that if they just PLAYED THEIR POSITION perhaps we wouldn’t lose 12 to 2?). But, I’m so over that BECAUSE….I SCORED A GOAL!!! WOOOO! Who’da thunk it? Not me, that’s for sure. But I’m kidding, losing still stinks.

I got home and I found myself with 2 choices — leftovers of this salad or one of 188 buckeyes that remain from our weekend peanut butter ball showdown (we made 190). Since the smell of peanut butter is still a bit nauseating, I went with this salad, very happily I might add. For me to be choosing a salad at 11pm at night, you know it’s a good one. Not only good, but truly one-of-a-kind!

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A normal Tuesday…bring it.

Be well,

Comments

  1. It’s weird that I kind of miss blizzards!

  2. Yep, my husband lived on the Wisconsin side of Lake Michigan, and he could get a foot of snow, and two miles inland there would be nothing! Be careful!

    Hoop on scoring a goal on an all male team!! But if it was me coming home at that hour, I think I would have thought a buckeye would be fine for dinner!

  3. This salad sounds so different that I just have to try it! What a bummer about the snow storm. I don’t miss the snow at all!

  4. Be safe this winter! I love the snow, yes it’ll slow you down, but it you can’t snowshoe without it!

  5. Yay on scoring a goal!! That is awesome!
    I don’t know how you do it all lady! I am impressed!

  6. I’m not a fan of snow @ all so I get it. Must be the southern blood in my veins:) I love almost anything Cooking Light so I will definitely be trying this one.

  7. You’re living on the wrong Michigan coast! Luckily, we haven’t seen snow yet. But there has been a lot of rain, so I’m not sure what is the lesser of two evils.

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