I bet you laughed as hard as I did.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Classic Road Trip
This must have been one really long and boring trip.
I bet you laughed as hard as I did.
I bet you laughed as hard as I did.
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
I Heart Pinterest
Pinterest might just be my favorite thing ever.
When first exploring this glorious site last summer, I was all caught up in pinning pictures to my "Dream Home" board or outfits that I love but would either look ridiculous on me or break my bank. Then...along came baby and I took to looking everyday for new posts of nursery ideas, rugs, lamps, bedding, curtains, furniture and the list just goes on.
Most recently, and this might just be the nesting portion of my pregnancy kicking in, I LOVE the recipes. I have made it a goal to try at least one recipe each week. Sometimes its a main meal, sometimes its a dessert. If I'm feeling adventurous, I do one of each. They have all been well received by my hubby, who is a bit of a food snob. Anyone who happen to take a close look at my boards would quickly realize that the "Yummy in my Tummy" board is a total and complete contradiction of every picture on my "Don't be a Fatty" board. I will worry more about that sometime after August 3rd when eating right actually stands a chance against my ever growing preggo belly. Right now, my tummy is full and my hubby is happy, therefore I am content. Here are my current top 5.
Cilantro Lime Dressing
This was served over blackened tilapia tacos. YUMMMM.
Roasted Sweet Potatoes.
I cut these up like french fries and they were even better. These have been requested twice since their original appearance.
Blackened Chicken with Cilantro Lime Quinoa
Sensing a pattern with the cilantro lime?? One of my favorite combos.
Grown Up Grilled Cheese
Yvan said this avocado, tomato & mozzarella sandwich was good enough to serve in a restaurant.
Chicken Enchiladas
This was the very first recipe I tried and one of the main reasons the adventure started. So easy and so tasty. Just don't confuse a can of green chilis with a can of chopped jalopenos. Your tummy will enact a full on rebellion against you later.
So there is my top five and I didn't even include desserts. I'm telling you. Better than any cookbook. As a suggestion to Pinterest users...when you post a picture of food, tell me what it is. Obviously it looks yummy because it caught my attention, but I'm more likely to check it out if there is a description of the food!
When first exploring this glorious site last summer, I was all caught up in pinning pictures to my "Dream Home" board or outfits that I love but would either look ridiculous on me or break my bank. Then...along came baby and I took to looking everyday for new posts of nursery ideas, rugs, lamps, bedding, curtains, furniture and the list just goes on.
Most recently, and this might just be the nesting portion of my pregnancy kicking in, I LOVE the recipes. I have made it a goal to try at least one recipe each week. Sometimes its a main meal, sometimes its a dessert. If I'm feeling adventurous, I do one of each. They have all been well received by my hubby, who is a bit of a food snob. Anyone who happen to take a close look at my boards would quickly realize that the "Yummy in my Tummy" board is a total and complete contradiction of every picture on my "Don't be a Fatty" board. I will worry more about that sometime after August 3rd when eating right actually stands a chance against my ever growing preggo belly. Right now, my tummy is full and my hubby is happy, therefore I am content. Here are my current top 5.
Cilantro Lime Dressing
This was served over blackened tilapia tacos. YUMMMM.
Roasted Sweet Potatoes.
I cut these up like french fries and they were even better. These have been requested twice since their original appearance.
Blackened Chicken with Cilantro Lime Quinoa
Sensing a pattern with the cilantro lime?? One of my favorite combos.
Grown Up Grilled Cheese
Yvan said this avocado, tomato & mozzarella sandwich was good enough to serve in a restaurant.
Chicken Enchiladas
This was the very first recipe I tried and one of the main reasons the adventure started. So easy and so tasty. Just don't confuse a can of green chilis with a can of chopped jalopenos. Your tummy will enact a full on rebellion against you later.
So there is my top five and I didn't even include desserts. I'm telling you. Better than any cookbook. As a suggestion to Pinterest users...when you post a picture of food, tell me what it is. Obviously it looks yummy because it caught my attention, but I'm more likely to check it out if there is a description of the food!
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
A Honeymoon Video
It's been almost a year, but I finally managed to whittle my honeymoon pictures down into a ten minute video that could be posted on YouTube. I can't believe that I am going to miss going back this year. No flying for me at that point. I guess I will just have to pretend. If you need a quick little vacation from work...
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Everything Changes
Just when you think you've got your life all figured out, everything changes. Lucky for me, those changes have all been for the better.
Yvan and I are expecting a baby girl this August and we are so excited! This isn't exactly new information. I am already 21 weeks along. But, I finally have the time to share.
Our lives changed the moment that test stick said "pregant." The furniture Yvan was building for the house went from stuff for us to a crib for her. The money I usually spend on clothes for me went to clothes for her. The spare bedroom that still holds all my crafts supplies, Yvan's golf clubs, and a RockBand set will be cleaned out for a nursery rather than an office/spare bedroom. Its crazy.
I've also come to the realization that I will no longer have a Christmas. It shrunk exponentially when my nephew, Jhett, arrived and will I'm sure shrink again when this holiday rolls around. But, I'm okay with that. The things I wanted and needed a year ago, no longer matter. My days are spent decorating her nursery in my head and pinning things like a fool on Pinterest. Most of my pins are recipe related, but that is beside the point.
Here is brief recap to get everyone caught up on the last 6 months or so.
We bought a house and are still in the process of redecorating said house. I was completely overwhelmed with work. Between varsity gymnastics, middle school gymnastics and middle school cheer, I though I would drown. I might have. Still not real sure. We found out about our little girl Thanksgiving weekend and managed to keep it a secret until Christmas. We kept our fingers crossed that mom wouldn't blow the secret before I got to the 12 week mark. She didn't. Not really anyway. My belly got bigger. Yvan broke his hip but is healing up perfectly and should go back to his dream job in a few weeks. Mom, Granny Stella and Aunt Janel all went with me for my 18 week sonogram. Mom started screaming when the technician pointed out the little crease that meant I would be having a girl. The closet stocking started that day. My belly got bigger. Yvan, who had been team boy, was more excited about a little girl than he expected to be and has also enjoyed shopping for her. Spring break couldn't have come at a better time. I got spend time with whole family and had lots of fun chasing after Jhett. That kids doesn't walk anywhere, but all it takes is one "kiki" to get me to follow along. My belly got bigger.
That pretty much gets us all caught up. I'm sure there will be lots more changes before my little girl arrives and I am so ready for the challenge...if not the belly growing. :)
Sienna Rose Jayne is expected to make her debut on August 3, 2012.
Yvan and I are expecting a baby girl this August and we are so excited! This isn't exactly new information. I am already 21 weeks along. But, I finally have the time to share.
Our lives changed the moment that test stick said "pregant." The furniture Yvan was building for the house went from stuff for us to a crib for her. The money I usually spend on clothes for me went to clothes for her. The spare bedroom that still holds all my crafts supplies, Yvan's golf clubs, and a RockBand set will be cleaned out for a nursery rather than an office/spare bedroom. Its crazy.
I've also come to the realization that I will no longer have a Christmas. It shrunk exponentially when my nephew, Jhett, arrived and will I'm sure shrink again when this holiday rolls around. But, I'm okay with that. The things I wanted and needed a year ago, no longer matter. My days are spent decorating her nursery in my head and pinning things like a fool on Pinterest. Most of my pins are recipe related, but that is beside the point.
Here is brief recap to get everyone caught up on the last 6 months or so.
We bought a house and are still in the process of redecorating said house. I was completely overwhelmed with work. Between varsity gymnastics, middle school gymnastics and middle school cheer, I though I would drown. I might have. Still not real sure. We found out about our little girl Thanksgiving weekend and managed to keep it a secret until Christmas. We kept our fingers crossed that mom wouldn't blow the secret before I got to the 12 week mark. She didn't. Not really anyway. My belly got bigger. Yvan broke his hip but is healing up perfectly and should go back to his dream job in a few weeks. Mom, Granny Stella and Aunt Janel all went with me for my 18 week sonogram. Mom started screaming when the technician pointed out the little crease that meant I would be having a girl. The closet stocking started that day. My belly got bigger. Yvan, who had been team boy, was more excited about a little girl than he expected to be and has also enjoyed shopping for her. Spring break couldn't have come at a better time. I got spend time with whole family and had lots of fun chasing after Jhett. That kids doesn't walk anywhere, but all it takes is one "kiki" to get me to follow along. My belly got bigger.
That pretty much gets us all caught up. I'm sure there will be lots more changes before my little girl arrives and I am so ready for the challenge...if not the belly growing. :)
Sienna Rose Jayne is expected to make her debut on August 3, 2012.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Boot Camp Butt Kick
On Saturday morning, I woke up to the incredibly annoying sound my phone makes when it is trying to wake me up. There are a lot of sounds I can sleep right through. TV, music, thunder and traffic are a few examples. Why don't I just change it? Because, then I wouldn't get up to hit snooze or turn it off. It would just keep right on beeping, playing, dinging, whatever. As bad as it is during the week, when the incessant squawking just reminds me that I have another day of work, on Saturday morning it was my worst nightmare. It meant that I had to get up and go to Boot Camp.
I have never been a boot camp kind of girl. Mostly, because I was scared. I mean, really, who actually likes to have someone in their face yelling at them while they are most likely doing something that they don't actually want to do anyway? Then I heard about the No Teacher Left Behind program by Jay's Boot Camp. Jay is the trainer for the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders. Who wouldn't want to look like one of those girls even on their "fat" days? Since I haven't been able to motivate myself to go to Yoga or work out on my own, I thought, "what the hell?" I forked over $100 for a four week session which allowed me to attend as many classes at any location that I choose. Since there are classes offered three days a week in Rockwall, it seemed perfect.
After class number 1, I came home and laid on the living room floor for 30 minutes until the nausea passed. The next day, everything hurt. EVERYTHING. The day after that, it hurt even worse! But, I attended class number 2 and repeated this process all over again. I kind of liked it. Class number 3, total exhaustion, but no more soreness. In class number 4, we did so many cherry pickers, it made me want to throw away the cherries I had bought the day before. Class number 5 made me never want to lay down again and Class number 6 brought back the nausea and pain that only bleachers can bestow upon a person. It was great.
The instructors are great and the workouts are unbelievable. There is no yelling. Just words of encouragement and the right amount of push. I've even taken a few of my workouts to school and had my varsity team do them. When even girls half my age struggled I started to feel even better about what I had accomplished.
Do I like being sore? No. Do I like vomiting during my workouts? Of course not. Do I like it when my pants are a little less snug and my legs don't jiggle? Heck yeah, I do. So yes, I will keep suffering through the pain and heat. Did I mention these classes take place outside at 7PM. 107 is HOT.
Now, I'm off to eat some Oreos and milk. That is something worth working out for!
I have never been a boot camp kind of girl. Mostly, because I was scared. I mean, really, who actually likes to have someone in their face yelling at them while they are most likely doing something that they don't actually want to do anyway? Then I heard about the No Teacher Left Behind program by Jay's Boot Camp. Jay is the trainer for the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders. Who wouldn't want to look like one of those girls even on their "fat" days? Since I haven't been able to motivate myself to go to Yoga or work out on my own, I thought, "what the hell?" I forked over $100 for a four week session which allowed me to attend as many classes at any location that I choose. Since there are classes offered three days a week in Rockwall, it seemed perfect.
After class number 1, I came home and laid on the living room floor for 30 minutes until the nausea passed. The next day, everything hurt. EVERYTHING. The day after that, it hurt even worse! But, I attended class number 2 and repeated this process all over again. I kind of liked it. Class number 3, total exhaustion, but no more soreness. In class number 4, we did so many cherry pickers, it made me want to throw away the cherries I had bought the day before. Class number 5 made me never want to lay down again and Class number 6 brought back the nausea and pain that only bleachers can bestow upon a person. It was great.
The instructors are great and the workouts are unbelievable. There is no yelling. Just words of encouragement and the right amount of push. I've even taken a few of my workouts to school and had my varsity team do them. When even girls half my age struggled I started to feel even better about what I had accomplished.
Do I like being sore? No. Do I like vomiting during my workouts? Of course not. Do I like it when my pants are a little less snug and my legs don't jiggle? Heck yeah, I do. So yes, I will keep suffering through the pain and heat. Did I mention these classes take place outside at 7PM. 107 is HOT.
Now, I'm off to eat some Oreos and milk. That is something worth working out for!
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Worst Blogger Ever.
I could possibly be the worst blogger ever. I have all these little things that happen or random thoughts that I want to talk about but never want to write down. I would probably be a much better radio or talk show host, because, as my husband will tell you, I can talk about anything for any amount of time without needing any input or guidance. Even if I don't necessarily know what I am talking about...I will still talk. If that means making things up, so be it.
I have this innate ability to drive my husband crazy by arguing with him. And I know everyone argues with their significant others every once in a while, but I will argue with mine even if I agree with him. Seriously. He will be making a point that I totally agree with but I will say something for no other reason that to challenge his perspective. This has yet to work out well for me, but I am still unable to resist the opportunity to push his buttons a little. Don't feel too sorry for him though. He knows all my buttons will push them until I start flashing like some sort of computer game.
Tangents are my favorite course of direction. That's another reason why talking is easier than writing. I can't look back over a conversation, get irritated that it makes no sense, and then go back and change it...100 times. Once its done, its done. Is it always done right? Of course not. But it doesn't bother me when I hear craziness. It bothers me when I try to read it. Each of my blogs went through a minimum of two drafts before being posted. I swear. The sentence that you should be reading right now was erased three times and now omitted completely because I couldn't get it our correctly.
My honeymoon recaps...they are still coming. I just have this particular way that I want to present them. Funny thing is, eventually I will give up and slap them on here. Then I will go in and periodically update them, because they are presented the way I wanted or simply because my mood changed and I just want to change them.
I might really need to be medicated. I promise that if everything that went through my head came out of my mouth, I would immediately be committed for observation. If everything that came out of my mouth went down on paper, it would be one hell of a story.
I have this innate ability to drive my husband crazy by arguing with him. And I know everyone argues with their significant others every once in a while, but I will argue with mine even if I agree with him. Seriously. He will be making a point that I totally agree with but I will say something for no other reason that to challenge his perspective. This has yet to work out well for me, but I am still unable to resist the opportunity to push his buttons a little. Don't feel too sorry for him though. He knows all my buttons will push them until I start flashing like some sort of computer game.
Tangents are my favorite course of direction. That's another reason why talking is easier than writing. I can't look back over a conversation, get irritated that it makes no sense, and then go back and change it...100 times. Once its done, its done. Is it always done right? Of course not. But it doesn't bother me when I hear craziness. It bothers me when I try to read it. Each of my blogs went through a minimum of two drafts before being posted. I swear. The sentence that you should be reading right now was erased three times and now omitted completely because I couldn't get it our correctly.
My honeymoon recaps...they are still coming. I just have this particular way that I want to present them. Funny thing is, eventually I will give up and slap them on here. Then I will go in and periodically update them, because they are presented the way I wanted or simply because my mood changed and I just want to change them.
I might really need to be medicated. I promise that if everything that went through my head came out of my mouth, I would immediately be committed for observation. If everything that came out of my mouth went down on paper, it would be one hell of a story.
Monday, July 11, 2011
A Honeymoon in Recaps
My Internet access in France was a little sketchy so posting didn't quite go as planned. Although, if I'm being honest, I was having way too much fun to sit around and write up my recaps. While I am sorting through my thoughts and figuring out the best way to present a magnificent three weeks in France, I have a top 10 ten list for you.
Top 10 things you may not have known about France but should.
10. The French drive like crazy people. If you are the least bit cautious then don't even bother getting on the road. If, however, you have the made skills of my coworker, J-Bo, then go for it.
9. Everything closes for lunch. If they are open it's because they are waiting on tourists like you.
8. Don't be surprised if, while parked on the side of the road, someone approaches you for sex. That's how the hookers roll. It's both legal and taxable. And since retirement is around age sixty, some of them are older than your mom.
7. Get comfortable with that roundabout over in Waco. In France, that is just a plain old intersection.
6. There is much more English here than French in the U.S. Many locals speak English. It is in your best interest not to talk smack thinking they don't understand.
5. "Ooh la la" is not used in a sexual sense. It is more like "good grief" or "geez."
4. If you are looking for a vineyard to do some wine tasting and you miss one, don't bother turning around. Chances are there is another one less than a mile up the road.
3. There are a lot of bars. However, these bars are open early in the morning and serve coffee. We call them cafes. Don't mistake this for a country of alcoholics.
2. Lunch can, and in my case did, include bottles of both wine and champagne. The statement made in point three may need to be reevaluated.
1. One trip will never be enough.
Top 10 things you may not have known about France but should.
10. The French drive like crazy people. If you are the least bit cautious then don't even bother getting on the road. If, however, you have the made skills of my coworker, J-Bo, then go for it.
9. Everything closes for lunch. If they are open it's because they are waiting on tourists like you.
8. Don't be surprised if, while parked on the side of the road, someone approaches you for sex. That's how the hookers roll. It's both legal and taxable. And since retirement is around age sixty, some of them are older than your mom.
7. Get comfortable with that roundabout over in Waco. In France, that is just a plain old intersection.
6. There is much more English here than French in the U.S. Many locals speak English. It is in your best interest not to talk smack thinking they don't understand.
5. "Ooh la la" is not used in a sexual sense. It is more like "good grief" or "geez."
4. If you are looking for a vineyard to do some wine tasting and you miss one, don't bother turning around. Chances are there is another one less than a mile up the road.
3. There are a lot of bars. However, these bars are open early in the morning and serve coffee. We call them cafes. Don't mistake this for a country of alcoholics.
2. Lunch can, and in my case did, include bottles of both wine and champagne. The statement made in point three may need to be reevaluated.
1. One trip will never be enough.
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