I feel like I have a lot on my plate these days. Not in that good, delicious way… more in that GAHHHHH !??! WHY!??! Way.

Here are a few things that have resulted from these moments of WTF.

1) I started eating eggs again. What can I say? I missed those little bombs of protein. However, I am sticking to a rule that they have to be from chickens I know have good lives. Which basically limits me to buying eggs at the farmer’s market stand where the woman has a binder filled with pictures of her animals. She shows them admiringly like they are her children. I like this woman.

Or I can get them from friends, as owning chickens is the hip thing to do. An old friend from college sold me two dozen perfect eggs for $8. She opened up the carton to explain which egg came from which type of chicken. That is what I’m talking about. Local to the extreme. Both of these options have fulfilled my egg craving and have resulted in recipes that delight my taste buds. Such as:

Grilled Asparagus and Caramelized Onion Pizza

I made this puppy with a cornmeal pizza crust (delish) and added some mushrooms, popped two eggs on top and called it a meal. It was awesome.

Ingredients:

½ bunch of asparagus

½ onion

1 cup chopped mushrooms

1 cornmeal pizza crust (I get frozen ones from my local health store, good things to have on hand)

2 eggs

Cheese of almond cheese if you are feeling so inclined.

• Preheat oven to 400 degrees.
• Toss asparagus spears with olive oil, salt and pepper and bake for 10-15 minutes, until soft.
• Sautee onions and mushrooms until caramelized and the smell makes you want to lick the incredibly hot pan… yum.
• Paint pizza crust with olive oil and salt a pepper, pop on grilled and sautéed veggies and put in the oven for 10 minutes, if you are using cheese—pop her on.
• After 10-15 minutes in the oven, pull out and immediately crack eggs on top of pizza. Put back in the oven for another 5 minutes.
• Take out and let cool before gorging yourself. I didn’t do this, and then felt my mouth blister. BUT IT IS SO GOOD.

2) I found myself back on the yoga mat—thank goodness. I had taken an accidental break from yoga when I stopped doing my work exchange due to lack of time. Not working at the yoga studio resulted in not making time to center myself. I am tightly wound enough as it is, so when I don’t spend time breathing and stretching I am a hot mess. Especially when you load on more and more stress in my life. Not doing a work exchange has made me realize that yoga is EXPENSIVE. Thankfully there are Living social and Group On’s. Life savers. So last week I found myself in a hot yoga studio, rejoicing in the pain and bliss that comes from not practicing for a month or so. It is good to be home.

3) When all else fails drink beer with your friends, hang out on a roof top and realize that being a 20-something (which can suck a lot of the time) is actually amazing. When else is it okay to drink too much beer (mmm Fremont brewing company), eat too much food, and then stay out until 2:30 am being ridiculous? Let them eat cake, I say.

4) Always, ALWAYS go to the farmers market. With impending homelessness looming in my future, and the thought of packing and selling my possessions in a mere 2.5 weeks has left me flustered. I was going to skip my weekly trip to the market, but I knew that would cause me to sink further into this gloomy state. Thank goodness I rallied. It is cherry season in Washington, which means a big bag of red jewels that stain my fingers and taste like summer nights in Eastern Washington. Cherries! Snap peas! Apples! Asparagus! I filled my bag to the brim and then sat back with an iced coffee and watched the puppies, babies and the adorable people of Seattle.

This is a good place.

These are good people.

This is my home.

But it is time to move on.

It is time to get going.