I haven’t been myself for the past week.
I’ve been a little….
Scoff if you must, but it’s the truth. I might be in my prime years, but nothing about me screams “loosey goosey” or “fun”. (Side note: “loosey goosey” should not be confused with the term “loose” — just saying.) In fact, everything about me screams “grandma”. I like fiber, prunes are delicious, and I like to be in bed with a good book before 9 with my tea.
Need I say more?
However, this past week was spring beak (Wooo! Spring Break!), and I must say, spring break is a cruel joke from schools all across the nation. You might never have thought to hear those words coming from a teacher’s mouth, but it’s true. I love my job — I really do. There’s nothing I like more than going to school in the morning and having fun with my students. But spring break — well, it gave me a taste of summer. I see the end in sight — but really, it’s not.
What a cruel joke.
I know, I know — I am very VERY lucky to have a job where I have the summers off. But in all fairness, I don’t really get them “off”. There’s work to be done in the summer. And hey — I believe with all my might that I earned it. You try dealing with 20 fifth graders whose hormones are just starting to come out this spring. L.O.V.E is in the air folks.
There’s something about not working that makes me feel like I don’t have any responsibility in the world. I get a little too lackadaisical, and well, I’m just a lot more fun to be around. My stress levels decrease, and I allow myself to “go with the flow” much more often.
Even though we didn’t go anywhere over spring break, that doesn’t mean I didn’t get wild and crazy up in here.
I slept in until 6:45 one morning.
I went and got a massage.
I took a siesta almost every day.
I even drank one a few Mojitos while playing Apples to Apples.
I busted out in a crazy dance during my run to “Born This Way” by Lady GaGa.
I saw the clock turn 11:00 p.m. more than once.
If that doesn’t scream “Slow down Chelsey!”, then I don’t know what does.
I was about two seconds away from having the Husband install a hammock in our living room this afternoon until I sadly reminded myself that my vacation is over in a mere 12 hours when I have to get up tomorrow morning.
My pretending to be on vacation doesn’t have to end when there’s coconut around though. If I pop something coconut flavored into my mouth and close my eyes for long enough, I can imagine the breeze on my face, no cares in the world, and a cabana boy strutting his stuff.
The Husband better tighten his rein — I’m getting a little too loosey goosey over here.
Loosey Goosey Granola (makes eighteen 1/4 cup servings)
inspired by Mama Pea’s Cherry Almond Granola
- 2 and 1/2 cups gluten free oats
- 3/4 cups almonds, roughly chopped
- 1/2 cup dried cranberries
- 1/2 cup unsweetened shredded coconut, divided
- 1/2 tsp. salt
- 1 tsp. cinnamon
- 2 tbsp. agave
- 2 tbsp. maple syrup
- 3 tbsp. coconut oil
- 1 tbsp. vanilla extract
- cooking spray
Preheat your oven to 250 degrees Fahrenheit. Combine oats, chopped almonds, 1/4 cup coconut, cinnamon, and salt into a large mixing bowl.
Toss until all ingredients are friends. Next, combine your wet ingredients in a small bowl and whisk until smooth.
Pour your wet ingredients over your dry ingredients and stir until oat mixture is well coated.
Spread your granola onto a greased jelly roll pan (or any pan will do) and bake in your oven for 60 minutes, stirring every 15 minutes.
Once granola is done cooking, add your remaining coconut and cranberries and stir. Let granola cool completely on your pan and store in an airtight container.I’m not going to lie to you — I didn’t have high expectations for this granola.
When I took a taste test of it before it went into the oven, it tasted a bit… salty.
When it came out of the oven, there were no… clusters.
Then, I took one for the team and ate a spoonful the second it came out of the oven (What?! It is my spring break after all!).
Oh me, oh my — this granola is so good. It has the perfect balance of sweet and salty, and the ingredient list is so pure that I didn’t even miss the clusters. In fact, I prefer this granola without the clusters so I can fit even more into a serving size than normal.
Less clusters = more spoon to mouth action. I never thought I would be saying that. Who am I?
Unfortunately, early tomorrow morning, it’s back to the grind.
It’s back to waking up at 4:30 every morning. It’s back to working hard for the money. It’s back to doing adult things like hanging curtains instead of installing hammocks.
Much to the Husband’s dismay, Loosey Goosey Chelsey will disappear promptly at 9 when my mojito detox tea is in my left hand and a good book is in my right.
Goodbye stress free lifestyle — I’ll see you June 3rd.
Question: Do you find your attitude changes with the season? What season are you most likely to be in the best mood?