We woke up around 9 on Friday. Dani took a shower and went down to get breakfast while I stayed in bed and chilled.
I had a bowl of cheerio’s at the hotel, we both got ready, checked out of the hotel, and then we went off!
The venue was on Delmar Blvd which has a lot of shops and places to eat. We parked the car behind the venue and walked up and down the street but there wasn’t really any shopping that we needed and we weren’t quite hungry for lunch yet so we sat at Starbucks and tried to find something nearby worth going to.
I wore some new flats from Target and they blistered my heels after like 10 seconds so we decided on going back to the car then going to the mall via the Metrolink train.
We bought passes to the train at a kiosk on the underground platform and stood around for a little bit before realizing that we probably should figure out which side of the platform we needed to be on because things like that matter in public transit.
We went to Saint Louis Galleria, ate lunch at California Pizza Kitchen (we had spinach, artichoke, and chicken pizza). It was super yummy. We only went in a couple stores; mostly those that we don’t have in Tulsa. At Urban Outfitters I got an 11×17 artwork that was on sale for $10 and Dani and I both got a pair of Mary Jane canvas slippers that were 2 for $20. I basically bought the two cheapest items in Urban Outfitters.
Right as we started browsing in H&M I got a twitter message from Needtobreathe’s online/promotion lady that their merch guy needed help. We hurried back to the train station, triple checked that we were getting on the right train and then went back to help. Helping mostly consisted of putting the shirts up with prices on them and display tables together, but we got to hang out with a couple crew people and joke around. Before we knew it, it was time to change clothes and get ready for the VIP/early entry thing.
The merch guy, Hayden, takes the pictures at VIP too so he pretended to move us through and skip over us getting to chat with the band, yelling “Next” instead of helping us through.
The guys greeted us familiarly- high fives, hand shakes, and “Good to see you’s”, etc.
Hayden held our stuff for us and snapped this cutie patootie shot. I can’t decide if I want it tattooed on my face or screen printed on the side of my car. Just kidding.
Then we took our place (front row between center-ish stage left-ish) for the show.
The actual standing room in The Pageant is actually pretty small, and it felt like forever before it filled up so I was worried the turn out would be lame but as is the norm for NTB now, they packed the house. The show recap is an entirely new post so you’ll have to wait until tomorrow for that one 🙂
It is safe to say that I am sick of sweet liquids. Matter of fact, I have one last juice ready to go before bed and I really don’t know if I even want it. I feel like I have been drinking juice literally all day.
After my breakfast juice was my ‘Mid Morning Juice” that I am going to call “Apple Pineapple Blah” (Can you tell my mood is decreasing in enthusiasm for this
wonderful stupid juice cleanse?
Anyway, that juice has probably been my least favorite so far, and its the grossest color as well.
Apple/Pineapple Juice is one of the best tasting- and sweetest juices there is. But, I thought I would throw in a cucumber for some vegetable-ness.
Into the juicer went half a cucumber, half a pineapple, and two small pink lady apples from my 5-lb sack.
You can barely see the cucumber because its so dark.
This made a lot of juice. Pineapple and apple are usually really juicy, but apparently so was this cucumber because I got almost a full liter out of it. 2 Full Glasses like the one pictured below. You better believe I drank it all.
Don’t get me wrong this juice wasn’t bad. I would definitely drink it again. (I have to. Tomorrow.) Its just that the cucumber icks me out a little. However, it does do a nice job of cutting some of the sweetness of the apple and pineapple.
In between this juice and the next juice I got very weak and sleepy. I considered going back to bed or going straight to my lunch juice, but I powered through and hung up clothes and did some unpacking and laundry.
Then, I went to the chiropractor about my neck and shoulders because I’ve been sleeping weird. I could lay on the roller massage table all day. For some reason, though, my timer dinged much too soon and it was time for my adjustment.
I came back home and juiced my “lunch”. I don’t have a name for this juice but something like “Super-Awesome-Beautiful-Delicious-Red-Juice” suits it best.
Into the juicer, went 1 peeled beet, 2 pink lady apples, a bunch of baby carrots.
Fun fact: As I was peeling the beet, I also peeled my finger. Ouch. Also, when handling beets and bleeding, one cannot be sure if it is beet juice or blood one is seeing. Panic ensued, yet no stitches were needed.
Isn’t it beautiful? I wanted to just
paint all the walls with it look at it forever.
This is my favorite juice. The apple part was, of course, my favorite but the carrots actually add a lot of sweetness to any juice too. It made the whole thing taste like candy. And honestly, I didn’t even taste the beet. Basically its Kool-Aid that makes you feel like a super hero inside. I will definitely make this one as a regular juice once I can handle the sound of the juicer again.
In between lunch and my afternoon juice I drank a tall glass of water and was feeling pretty good.
I was hungry but it wasn’t unbearable. Sure I wanted boneless buffalo wings, mac and cheese, olive garden, and movie popcorn, but I didn’t feel like my stomach was empty. It may have been mostly for the satisfaction of chewing something.
My afternoon juice was more of an infused water. I juiced a lemon and a handful of blueberries and then added enough water to make a liter. I added some honey to it, and drank that while watching a movie with my friend Jenna.
It tastes exactly like watered down Simply Lemonade with blueberry, which is exactly what I was aiming for.
About this time I realized I was peeing a lot. So that’s fun. Considering I’ve had over 3 liters of liquid today, that makes a lot of sense.
For my dinner juice, I soaked 6 oz. of raw cashews in water for an hour. I put the softened cashews and water into a blender and pureed it with a banana. I added some water and ice to thin it out and make it a chilled smoothie. Then, I put some honey and cinnamon in it. I’m not sure this can be counted as a juice but I honestly don’t think I could make it without it. Its very much like a milkshake. Most of the expensive juice cleanse companies out there have a vanilla/cashew “milk” so if they can cheat by not using fruits and veggies only, so can I.
Again, this made a whole liter, and I drank it all. The only time I haven’t thought about eating something carb-y and crunchy is when I’m actually drinking this juice.
I’mma be honest. This is hard. Both before and after dinner I was hungry, cranky, and weak. Now, an hour and a half after my cashew juice, I have a headache and can barely focus on this blog post so I’m going to quit and entertain the idea of going to bed.