Brittany's Naked-small changes BIG DIFFERENCE - and pasta salad

Whoop there it is. Brittany's Naked feet. I hate my feet. I don't allow anyone to touch them for the good of man-kind. But the thing is, I never do anything about it. I refuse to go to a nail salon because I can't ignore the possibility of contracting a fungal infection and I generally don't like it when people talk negatively about me in a different language. Intuition. My mother says I ruin all of the fun experiences with my scientific reasoning - it is not my fault that raw fish at sushi bars may contain life-sucking parasites ready to infiltrate the human GI tract. Not my fault.

So this week I did something. I painted my nails, trimmed the cuticles and even talked negative about myself in a foreign language to better simulate the proper pedicure experience. I love my toes. Sitting in class wearing a fabulous pair of strappy sandals, I couldn't stop staring at my own toes. Yes this is completely wierd but it is applicable.

Before I make any valuable point about toes and nakedness. Lets take a "Only in New York" commercial break that I am not getting paid for.

Only in New York do you go to church on Sunday and find an acoustic guitar-ing pirate in the subway. Thank you Jane for your photo skills. Very discrete. 

Only in New York do you go jogging and find a lady wearing a leaf blower and a Gucci fanny-pack at the same time. 

Only in New York do you find a health department that is not afraid to conquer the big name companies to do good and make disgusting commercials. Check this one out:



Sometimes small changes can make a big difference. A bit of nail polish. Giving up sweetened beverages. A BIG change.

A fun trick - Calculate your EER (estimated energy requirement) to determine how many calories you should actually be eating each day. Click here to find your EER. Side note - I can't believe we are even outsourcing our EER and BMI online calculators to India...that doesn't even make sense.

A few calories here, eliminating sodas, increasing activity, dressing up as a pirate and acquiring a foot fetish - you see! So simple and such small changes to make such big differences - or land you in jail. It is not entirely certain.

So I make pasta salad. Not with my feet - don't worry. This is a fabulous and simple recipe. It requires pasta (routini or farfelli) or both. Veggies of choice ( olives, cucumbers, tomatoes, squash, guitar-playing pirates and anything else) and some Italian salad dressing.

Note*** One innocent olive can was significantly destroyed during the process of making pasta salad.

Cook the pasta, rinse and cool. Chop the veggies. Combine. Add the dressing and wah-lah! You have way too much pasta because you decided to make two bags. Good thing the roommates are hungry boys! I am not actually certain that they like my food or just eat it to be nice. Regardless I am going to continue cooking so I can take more pictures.

Good-bye from my naked feet. I am done talking with you.