For weeks and weeks now, I’ve had this constant craving for juice and smoothies. It cannot be sated by the kind of fake smoothies that are made with powder and ice, which is what you get if you order a smoothie most places. In Columbia, as far as I know, it’s what you get anywhere other than Main Squeeze, the vegetarian restaurant downtown that also has a juice bar. Luckily, Main Squeeze is only a block away. Unluckily, smoothies are not cheap there, and I am addicted.
I think it’s a cheaper addiction than heroin, and certainly seems to be healthier.
I can also satiate my craving with slightly cheaper Odwalla smoothies from the grocery store, but at times like this very moment right now, I can’t get the idea of a Main Squeeze smoothie out of my head. Only Main Squeeze will do.
I wonder if I should buy a juicer and save myself some cash, but I know myself too well to saddle myself with a large appliance that would require keeping fresh fruit in stock. Even the Main Squeeze smoothies are cheaper than buying fresh fruit one day and having it go rotten a few days later because I didn’t get around to making juice for myself.
Words I Hate:
- ‘Smoothie’, as in the word I used multiple times above. But what else to call it? I welcome suggestions because I hate the word ‘smoothie’.
- ‘Veggie’, as a diminutive of ‘vegetable’.
- ‘Hubby’, as a diminutive of ‘husband’. I hate this one so much. I hate that there might be people out there who would use this term in verbal communication, but I don’t know any of them, so I can just reserve my hate for that moment, when it happens. For right now, I hate hate hate when it’s used in writing without a possessive pronoun, like it’s his name rather than just a descriptive. (“Hubby and I went to see a movie last night.” “Hubby bought a new television.”) HATE.
Oooo! Do we get all get to play Words We Hate? I am with you on veggies and hubby (the former widely accepted synonym found even on menus; the latter, happily, still more used in jest — I hope!).
Baby Boomer! The all-time worst epithet. Oh, until they got lazy and started using Boomer. I cannot express the depths of my distaste and disdain for this stupid stupid word that will haunt me and my generation until long after the last one of us has vanished from the earth.
I just ran into this today when I was checking to see if certain words turned people’s stomachs like they do mine. I was thrilled when I saw this. You hate 2 of the 5 words that almost make me throw up when I see/hear them. Veggies and hubby are positively sickening. Your post is 3 years old, but you have made my day. Why the mere mention of words upsets me so much is beyond me. I’m not easily annoyed. Anyway, it does my heart good to know that I’m not alone out there.