easy simple green smoothie recipe and real life
Wed 1st, May, 2013
So, good morning lovely Beach Cottage ladies, and one man in the Netherlands, I hope you are good, I hope you are well, and if you are not, then get one of these easy simple green smoothies down your neck.
It’s time for some real girl talk. Strap yourselves in girlfriends, let’s get serious.
Now, I am not one for dishing out the cr*pola in my life on this here little blog and I think that, if you have half a brain cell, you may well have gathered by now that this is the place where you get to see the good stuff and just like any other woman with three children and a busy life there are times when all is not rose-tinted and painted white. I have been criticized for this take on life too, but my view is take it or leave it, there ain’t no way you’re seeing the state of my laundry room on a bad day, but there are times when I hold up my hands, throw a few plates around and retreat to the bathtub. With the door locked.
So about two months ago to the day, rose-tinted was definitely not on the radar, it was about as far from rose-tinted in this old cottage as it could be. It was a Monday morning and I had been invited by a lovely friend for a day out to an exhibition. We had been talking about this for ages, in fact for a couple of years we had juggled dates to both go – I should have been looking forward to it and be happy, instead that morning I woke up and groaned and dragged myself out of bed.
I felt tired, bloated, irritable, slow and lethargic. Let’s not mention how I looked, but if you want to imagine, as I looked in the mirror what stared back was pasty, huge bags under my eyes, limp hair and grey skin.
It all started a few months before that when life all of a sudden just got way too busy for one woman with a whitewashed oar. Up until this point I have pretty much always coped fairly well with most things thrown at me in life – three kiddos on my own for long days on end, no support, yep, a huge move to the other side of the world, walked it baby, buy a wreck of a house not fit for human life and turn it around on a budget, I’m so there man.
And then the blog – I love this blog, I have to say that right up front, I don’t know any blogger, whether successful or not, who can turn up repeatedly and yabber on on a blog unless, really, they love it a bit. And that’s why I’m still here. But with this blog has come busy. It’s good to be busy and I love it, but crazily I found myself taking on more and more and more.
About the time when things started getting a bit tricky and as I look back now I can see I was just doing too much, one of my kiddos had a bad accident in Bali – things were not pretty. When it happened I was in the bathroom by the pool in my swimmers when I heard Mr Beach Cottage scream ‘QUICK!!!!!!’
You know as a parent when you hear the tone in the other parent’s voice that this is serious? You know when you have to run? That happened.
I ran to the side of the pool and what ensued was an hours ride in a hair-raising Balinese ambulance with sirens blaring and about a million scooters in our jet stream, the boys and Mr BC I had no clue of where they were, a round of doctor’s who I didn’t understand, exposed bone, some serious sutures, the possibility of a transfer to Singapore, talk of skin grafts and all sorts.
It has happened to me before but it seems that I am fairly good in a crisis, I went in to calm mode, travelling in the back of this ambulance still in my swimmers. I talked my kiddo through it, said all would be ok, repeated again and again to stay calm and that our bodies know when we are positive while inside I was in a huge panic and wanted to sob and sob.
It was stressful and scary and worrying and I was out of my head with not knowing what to do…however after a couple of days of this the injury which had the doctors talking about all different scenarios turned out to heal like a dream and on arriving back in Australia (after having to decide whether or not to ‘patch it up’ to be ‘unpatched’ when we got into Australia or transfer to Singapore, we took the Australia option – that was not the nicest journey of my life) it seemed with a bit of care all would be good. If you have ever seen the human body heal like this you’ll be as amazed at this as I was and you’ll know what I mean.
After all this adrenaline, shock and worry life just moved on …at a very fast pace…it was almost as if it didn’t happen…kiddos went back to school, Mr BC’s business got busy, he was away from this old cottage a lot, blog opportunities came in, the sporting schedule ramped up and I just put my head down and got on with it.
And a few things started to slip. If I am totally honest they had been slipping for a while. I have always been big on getting outdoors and doing sport – as I have gotten older I knocked the sport on the head a year or so ago but walking and lots of squats and toning / yoga stretching on the beach has been my thing – most days I would be out there after school taking in the sea air. But all of a sudden it was down to only a couple of days a week, if that, I found I was too busy for exercise for the first time in my life – I suddenly got it why people made excuses that they couldn’t fit in working out.
The other thing that went to pot was my eating – thank goodness I had to make a healthy dinner every night for my kiddos or I wouldn’t have eaten that either. I realised that in the daytime, rather than my salads and soups that have been part of my daytimes since I first had Honeymoon Baby, I was skipping meals, drinking too much coffee, getting really starving and then eating crap ‘too busy’ to eat properly.
And in the evenings there were one too many Limoncellos – now I like a drink, I always have done, but rather than a treat at the end of the week this was happening too often too – I was grabbing a drink as a stress-release and that was not good.
And this toxic little combo was not going anywhere apart from around in circles and was like a little time-bomb of waiting to go off.
Underneath all the good things in my life, which there are many, many and which you seen here on the blog which I LOVE and celebrate daily, things were feeling, I don’t know…yuck…and you know when you know that things are far from yuck and that is not how you should be feeling? Far from it.
And so on that Monday morning I woke up, feeling rubbish – one too many the night before, the not exercising, the stress, the being too busy, the sketchy eating and looking back on it, the not getting over the hospital thing (let alone the hospital trip that came next). It was a boiling hot Sydney day and I was so lethargic and yuck that I pulled on the only thing that was ironed, jeans a shirt and a scarf. I rocked up at my friend’s house down in the dumps, over-heating, and just not myself.
I spent the day feeling terrible – tired and with no energy – all the lovely things that we had come to see just passed me by, I just wanted to sit down get a coffee and a muffin, I needed caffeine and a sugar hit. Looking back, my poor friends, thank god they took my offloading.
The day was hot, bothered and long, I had not enjoyed an inch of the day and when I got home I had to ask myself why.
The answer was simple really, it does not require one to be a rocket scientist or a brain surgeon to work out that putting the wrong stuff in and expecting the body to perform won’t work. And I hated hated hated to admit it, but I was trying to do too much. My friend on the day had told me that in no un-certain terms – she asked me questions about blogging and the housekeeping and the kiddos and all the other stuff and just raised her eyes and said how many women do you know who do it all and do it all well?
So the next day I decided enough was enough. I need to get some help somewhere, either in the house or on the admin side of blog (my email is a life force of its own), I needed to start taking my health as seriously as I used to, I needed to stop drinking in the week and seriously minimize the whole thing, I needed to get out in the fresh air and walk every day as I always have done, this is a crucial year to be a good mum, what year isn’t and most of all I needed to quit making excuses.
And so I got stuck into it…I must say it has not been easy the last few months. I have had ups and downs. We have had more injuries in this old cottage, more trips to the hospital, more sport, more business things, a big year for one of our kiddos, just more stuff. I have, on many occasions, thought about throwing it all in, skipping lunch, glaring at vegetables instead of eating them, downing copious amounts of coffee and sinking into the tub every night, too late and too moany with a beer.
But, I have really really tried and I have to say that I am feeling better. I have realised that I cannot possibly write this blog and take all the photos, and do all the styling as I want to, keep this house going, cook all our meals, do the garden, and still have time to do my fave thing finding vintage furniture and painting it white blah blah blah and most importantly be a good mum without getting someone to help with something, somewhere.
And so very gently I have put a few things in place – a few things in the house, and a few things on the blog side, it feels weird to do that, since all those years ago home alone with Honeymoon Baby I’ve always just go on and done everything msyelf….and all the bad stuff that was going in, well it’s on the way out (errrm if you went on the trip to the Whitsundays with me I am NOT including the Peronis in this part of the healthy eating OK?)
Which leads me to the green stuff and where this post started with easy simple green smoothies and a recipe.
I have been dabbling in smoothies for a while now, I posted about them before (I went back and re-read this post and it’s interesting because 10 months ago there were red flags that I was doing too much then) and I love how they are a simple, easy, healthy hit and before this few months of disaster they were helping me get some really good stuff down my neck without any fuss – and back onto them again the last few weeks these have been a way to get me out of this funk… like insurance in a glass.
I really think that these smoothies help with things, and the simple green smoothies even better – it hasn’t taken me long to work out that the greener the better and the greener, mostly, the more, ummm, dedicated you need to be to think of England and throw it down your neck…
I am sure that you have seen that every man, woman, blogger and his dog has tried green smoothies on the internet, on Instagram, on Pinterest lately….and if you haven’t, well let’s just say if you have an hour or six to kill, just put ‘green smoothie’ into Pinterest and see where you go.
But what I have learnt is that many of them are waaaaaay too fancy…many of them require ingredients that I have never heard of, some include things that are just expensive fads and others taste reeeeevollllting.
So this is the basic one that I make for simple green smoothie goodness that still tastes ok (I hesitate to say tastes good like a lot of these smoothie sites claim, in case you hate it) – but chuck one of these down your gullet every day and you will feel if not good, a bit better and definitely virtuous.
easy simple green smoothie recipe
2 cups (packed) green leaves like spinach, kale chard (any or all, for this I used kale & chard b/c it’s free growing in the garden)
1 cup water (I use coconut water too)
1 scant tsp honey (organic if possible/in your budget)
1. pop all the ingredients into a blender and whizz for a couple of minutes
Beach Cottage Recipe Notes** using frozen berries too makes it cold and adds a bit more fruity sweetness (throw in any berries), a banana is good here, milk (coconut, soy or regular) makes this creamier and more filling, yoghurt is also good, *no rhyme or reason anything goes * leave out the honey if you don’t need a sugar hit (I love the properties of honey so add it here)
If you are looking for something to help you get healthy quickly, need a boost or basically are too lazy to eat your veggies when you should, this may well help.
So that’s it from me and my tales of woe today, if you made it to the end, you get a Beach Cottage Tufty Badge.
If you see me out naked in the street running around swigging a bottle of Limoncello over the course of the next few weeks you’ll know the simple green smoothies are not doing their thing and please call the police.
Have you ever had a time in your life when it all just got too busy? Do you think as women we like to think we can do it all? Do you have any tips for keeping a healthy life balance? Love to know lovelies.