PHOTO FROM GETTY IMAGES/JEFF CURRY
Yesterday was the first solar eclipse in nearly a century that had a path of totality (yep, I had to look that one up, too) spanning from the Pacific to the Atlantic. That, in itself, is pretty cool. Right on Mother Nature! But there was something almost more noteworthy to me that happened.
Think about this.
Let me preface this by saying that I consider myself to be a pretty open-minded person. I'm all for trying something more than once before I make any solidifying decisions about it. With that said, let's rewind to a couple years ago. Core Power Yoga had just opened a location on O'ahu, and everyone (really... I mean EVERYONE) kept raving to me how amazing their infamous Sculpt class was:
And man. Man oh man.
To those of you who own a Vitamix or have been subjected to someone who recently invested in one, you probably know this phase of life VERY well. I call it “the baby food phase.”
Let me back up for those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about. I became obsessed with getting a Vitamix. OBSESSED. But that little price tag of $400+ didn’t sit well with me (almost like a few of the future concoctions I would make). Checking the retailer refurbished sales, Craigslist, and even Facebook Marketplace, I SCOURED the Internet for a deal.
I’ll skip over the details of my arduous search and simply say that I found a sweet, widowed woman on Craigslist who no longer needed the machine for her smoothie-loving husband. (I know. Please don’t judge me). She had it sent in to get a part replaced and never used the refurbished machine again; she didn’t even take it out of the box. So… enter Kilty.
I can safely say the first 24 hours with my newest prized possession were a little ridiculous. Everything got blended. EVERYTHING. Have you ever seen the “Treat Yo Self” episode on the television series Parks & Rec? That’s what it was like:
Breakfast? Blend it.
Snack? Blend it.
Lunch? Blend it.
Dinner? Blend it.
Water? Blend it.
So… now let’s fast forward a week and reflect a little.
Thanks for the life lessons, Vitamix. See ya tomorrow morning.
Disclaimer: This is not a plug for Vitamix, but… Vitamix, if you read this and want to pay for my blender, then hook a sistah up! This is also not a plug for “Parks and Rec” even though I wish Tom and Donna were my best friends.