If you're confused as to why I'm even writing about something so personal as infertility or weird health problems, I can only assume we aren't real life friends. And also, you have never read any of my blogs before. So, let me introduce myself. I'm Brit, and I'm about to talk about my uterus now, ok?
My mom's photo albums are so ugly. I mean, they are basically a bunch of photos clinging onto black construction paper with those jenky - now yellowish - photo corners. You know the ones. And since they were assembled decades ago, everything is just barely hanging on. One aggressive page turn and we might lose great grandma Mildred bringing her first born home from the hospital. Despite all this, I've always been fascinated by these dusty, old memories.
Well, you know I'm not going to BS you. Virgin Hotels doesn't know who I am and in no way asked me to do this. I'm writing this Virgin Hotel Chicago review because I honestly HATE hotel rooms. I find them so disgusting in almost every way.
This is a very important blog for me to write because I see so many people living miserable lives and I used to be one of them. My people-pleasing-empathetic tendencies held me captive most of my life - committing to things I didn't want to do, staying in relationships and jobs longer than I should have, silencing my thoughts for fear of hurting someone's feelings.
So, probiotics. This is a confusing topic to many, and one of the most common things I get asked about. I’d say we’ve reached epidemic levels of digestive problems. Given my personal health issues stem from digestive imbalances - SIBO (small intestinal bacterial overgrowth), food intolerances, and hampered immunity - I spend a lot of time researching products and studies in this arena.
I feel uniquely qualified to write this blog, and not just because I just finished watching Dirty Dancing for the 7,294th time. And actually, I lied. Not about Dirty Dancing - I would never do that - but about being uniquely qualified. I'm no more qualified to write this than my neighbor, or my mom, or that guy walking his dog in front of my window, or you. Do you know anyone whose life has gone according to plan? Probably not. And if so, they're probably too perfect and annoying to be actual friends with. But what about when it goes. really. really. wrong?
Unless you have stumbled upon this blog from outer space and have never seen even one post of mine, then I won't need to remind you what a raging fan I am of the online health store Vitacost. I think it's been about three years that I've been single handedly keeping Vitacost in business. Ok, maybe not singlehandedly because a few other people have caught on... details, people. Details.
It's currently 10 am on Monday and I'm sitting in my sweats, wearing a charcoal face mask, catching up on Modern Family and shoveling chocolate chips in my mouth. Could substitute Monday for: Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. But life wasn't always this glamorous, friends. Could substitute glamorous for: magical. I spent years shuffling around from one corporate job to the next, just hoping, trying to find my place in that unspeakably pointless, life-zapping rat race.
The urban + artsy River North area of Chicago is one of my favorites. Let me begin this blog with my most professional food blogger sounding summary. Located right across from the Loop and bordering the Magnificent Mile, River North is a trendy and growing neighborhood that has become one of my go-to healthy eating areas of Chicago. I have also found it to be the easiest to navigate for gluten free eating. And since I'm artsy, I love the creative current running through River North, as many of its abandoned warehouses have converted to artist studios boasting a vibrant art and design scene.
That was way too stuffy for me.
Got digestive issues? Well, join every one in America. Lucky for you, I'm a bit of an enzyme aficionado. I've been taking some sort of enzyme combo with every meal for the past three years. I'm going to break down which ones to take, when to take em, and where to get em!