This weekend, folks, my butt has been kicked.
|Just joining the cast of the Walking Dead...|
The little ways a body shows that something is wrong - like never shaking the "I-just-woke-up" haze hanging in front of my eyes.
The little ways friends can make me feel normal, even when my body isn't. (Like my amazing roommate who surprised me with this late birthday present. Can you say "Personalized kitchen swag?" A+ gift choice.)
|Cute and functional!|
The little shortcuts for whipping up a nutritious, delicious meal. My favorite plain, quick, but tasty treat? A baked potato stuffed with whatever leftovers I have chilling in the fridge. My favorite comfort foods can always be made in 15 minutes or less!
The little moments of this junior year (so far!) that make me smile in memory. Like Nick discovering that blue jolly ranchers make great fashion statements. Or when I discovered my roommate hid rubber rats all over my food cupboards - we always know how to celebrate the holidays in style!
|Quite a pair...|
The little laughs my roommates always give when they see me about to pose with another miscellaneous piece of food (cough, cough, corn dogs).
And, as this weekend reminded me, that "a little" packs a punch when it comes to gluten with celiac disease. The longer I'm a gluten free veteran, the easier it can be to "forget" why - the stomach pains, the fatigue, the brain fog and the general "no me gusta" attitude. And while it isn't the best experience, or something I would ever intentionally do, it triggers a big lesson.
|A little part of the big picture...|
What is one "little" aspect of life important to you? Do you sometimes get less cautious with gluten the longer you haven't been glutened? Comment below!