I think that, after sharing some quirks with you yesterday, I should also let you know that my dog sees an acupuncturist.

She takes a very holistic approach to Rocky's health that I appreciate, and the other day she said that he would benefit from some coconut in his diet; so Rocky should have one or two macaroons a day, which I also appreciate and simultaneously find hilarious (there's just something about handing a dog a human dessert that cracks me up).

Anyway, my mom and I picked up a couple tins of macaroons at the co-op over the weekend and while she and I and Rocky thoroughly enjoyed them, we (well, two of us, at least) were a little put off by how much added sugar they contained. So we made a Paleo version. Because a Paleo family is a happy family, dog and all.

  

We used this recipe from Elana's Pantry:

And they are Rocky-approved.

ONE | My hair is naturally very straight, and I think it probably looks fine when I wear it straight, but I hate it. Maybe I've been curling it for too long and it feels unfinished to me, or maybe I'm just weird, but I love straight hair on other people and think I look like such a dork when mine isn't curled at least on the ends.

TWO | I am an alien without eyeliner. Again, I'm sure it's not really that bad. But I just really like eyeliner.

THREE | I've been referring to milk as "cow pus" in my head for almost a year now, because milk makes me so sick but I love it so much. It mostly works, unless I have a tablet for lactose-intolerance in my bag and I'm at a coffee shop with whole milk and then I'm all,"Give me a latte with some of that cow pus."

FOUR | I've been really bad about working out lately, so I try to sneak exercise in to daily activities, which means that on any given morning, you can find me doing lunges in my shower and while I brush my teeth, and on a normal evening I am on the floor doing push ups after sending an email, and pumping out a few jump squats while bacon fries up on the stove.

FIVE | I am some kind of Virginia Mosquito delicacy. I spend the summer covered in the itchiest bites and I can't help but scratch the shit out of them and talk about how much I hate the summer while I bleed.

SIX | I put a scarf or a newspaper or a paper towel (anything, really) on my dog's head and sing "I Dreamed a Dream" from Les Mis to him almost every night after dinner. My family also randomly surrounds him and sings "I Love You Like a Love Song, Rocky" and "Hey Rocky, You're So Fine" (renditions of Selena Gomez's and Toni Basil's songs, respectively).

SEVEN | I regularly spank my mom while walking past her like we're on the same football team or something.

So that's me. What's weird about you?

Randomly learned how to knit and am now making a very wide scarf. Or maybe it's a blanket.

Almond cheese and gluten-free bread because sometimes, you just need a sandwich. 

Re-using every paper cup in the world. It started as a desire to be environmentally-friendly and now it's an obsession. 

The most beautiful sunset on Saturday night.

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What's been going on in your world?