Monday, April 21, 2014

Bad Wife award


So last night I received the "Bad Wife" award.
I still feel REALLY REALLY AWFUL about what I did, and I apologized a lot too.
In my defense, I did just get my monthly friend, and I was sooo irritable.

BUT NO EXCUSE.

So last night, Easter Sunday of all days, we were at my in-laws for an egg hunt and for dinner. My wonderful husband was picking on his sister, like always (does this ever stop?), and I joined in on the Great Baked Bean Debate. We were going over how we buy baked beans in a can and then we "spruce" them up to our liking. Well I asked my hubby: "When was the last time you had beans straight out of the can?"
And he replied, "Last weekend at the cookout, and yesterday at the cookout".
I looked at him and said, "NO you did not! I fixed those beans up and so did Robyn." (my awesome friend/neighbor)
Well he was pushing my buttons and being such a smart bum that I was getting upset. My face turned red and I could feel the heat coming from my glowing cheeks. I felt like I was having a hot flash!
And then it came out.... Like a tornado that couldn't be stopped.

I looked at my hubbs, in front of his family {Lord help me}, and it just slipped out....
"You're being kind of a douche bag!"
DOUCHE BAG! <---- huh?! Really?! OF ALL WORDS!

OH. MY. GOOD. HEAVENS. ABOVE.

WHAT. DID. I. JUST. SAY.?

I couldn't believe it myself. The whole room turned quiet and then his mom said, "Well technically he is right, but we all knew what you meant".
I wanted to hide under a rock.
Why?
How?
Really?
That is my husband! And that is his family! And on the day that our Lord and Savior had risen!
Well he definitely rose for that occasion, just to throw my bum straight in Hell!

I am still mortified by my horrible outburst. And to make matters worse, I am still a little peeved that he continued to push my buttons and provoke me, knowing that HE KNEW dern good in well what I was referring to, he just wanted to be "funny". Well who's laughing now!
NOBODY.

Yes he "TECHNICALLY" has had beans out of the can.
You kind of have to take them out to eat them.
But he also knew that I meant, plain not jazzed up from the can.
And yet... He pushed and I spewed.

Ahh, marriage.

You win some, you lose some. And son, I lost my whole lot last night!

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

It's a bird! It's a plane! It's errr ummm.... Look away!

Here in the good ol' South, Pollen is killing us!

One day it is gorgeous and wonderful. The next- covered in a blanket of yellow dust.
Yesterday it rained so much, and we had some local flooding, and I thought to myself:
"Self, this here rain will wash all of that yellow allergy murderer away"

Then I wake up this morning and the sun is shining and it is a little chilly, but bright and wonderful!

Well I have sneezed 4 times since typing this blog post.
I happen to look out front of the office and then I see it.

A HUGE cloud of yellow, just blowing around and literally so thick, it looks like it is out walking a dog down the sidewalk. Craziness.

What. Happened. To. The. Big. Cleansing. Rain.

Here are some helpful tips to defeat the yellow cloud.

1) Stay inside.
2) Seal your doors and windows.
3) Purchase a face mask.
4) For real though, please see #5-#8 for the real tips.
5) Eat a spoonful of local honey to help with allergies. Must be local. {Bees eat local pollen then make honey which is customized to the things around you daily; which is why local & organic is key}
6) Eat wasabi covered peas. This really keeps your nasal passages open.
7) Cook with turmeric. {Or take a supplement- I do this and my kids do too}
8) Wash your pets.


Here are a couple of links with tips:





How's the weather where you are?

Friday, April 4, 2014

Tornado!

Imagine, if you will, a closet packed with pillows, blankets, and laundry baskets filled with "important" things.

This is my house during bad weather.

Why?

I believe I was UBER traumatized by a storm that came through around 1986 or so in little ol' Stockbridge Ga one night. My mum was preparing a bath for my twin sister and I {yes I have a twin- no we are not just alike- yes we have weird twin feelings- no she is younger :) }

Anywho.

We were getting ready to bathe and we heard this loud noise and I remember my mum grabbing us and sitting in the hall with us under her arms and then it happened! BAM! The biggest tree that I had ever seen, I was 2, came crashing down about a foot from where we were straight through my sister's bedroom. Complete. Shock. And it came on so sudden, that we were just caught off guard.

I remember sitting in the hall and listening to this amazing noise and then it just went quiet. We got up from where we were and looked around and we had a couple if trees in our home and across our driveway and parts of our roof were gone. My mom, sister, and I walked outside to see neighbors everywhere and ambulances and fire trucks and I remember my uncle literally running to our home (our backyard connected to his street) and it was madness.

To this day, I get a little anxious with the weather. Except now I am a tad fascinated by it. I want to stand outside and watch it coming in and feel the wind, however, if I feel that feeling in my tummy, you can guarantee that when you turn around I am already hiding back in the closet! HA.

My hubby doesn't quite understand it. He thinks I am silly and I remind him, "It may be silly to you, but at least you will have clothing for a week when everyone else's are strewn through trees buddy!"

I have gotten a little better with it, now I learn to not freak until the moment I need to. I still feel it in my tummy, but other than that I enjoy the heavy storms. Just as long as they stay away from tornadoes.

Anyone else act like this?

I know my twin does. She even called me last night, she lives in Dallas, TX, and told me she was out with friends and left abruptly because the weather alert had gone from orange to red and into a Tornado Watch. At least I have her. HAHAHA.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Science Gone Wrong- and the plot to thicken our hips!

Why on earth would someone create something so awful?!
This product can cause diabetes, weight gain, nevermind it is practically poisoning your body, and causes cancer in rats and other horrible things.
What is this awful product? ASPARTAME!

Here is a quick little science know-how on how this "harmless" product is made.

Quick Science Lesson for Diet soda drinkers, and aspartame users....
E-coli (that nasty, nasty, bacteria that can kill you) is fed Genetically Modified/Engineered Soil (Fake Soil ridden with Round-Up).
Once the cute little squishy E-coli bacteria processes this soil and poops it out, Aspartame is created! Yay! Sweet poop for you!
Sorry to be gross, but the truth is ugly.

Happy National Peanut Butter and Jelly Day!

It is National PB -N- J Day!

This is a recipe post that is clean and organic, as well as GF. I have been diagnosed as being 'Gluten Intolerant'. Yay....

But please please give this recipe a shot. It is still AMAZING and delicious and you can feel just a little bit better about eating 12 one or two. ;)

Peanut Butter Cookies w/ Grape Jelly Glaze
{These are amazing whether they are organic or not; but Organic is best}

Ingredients:

1 cup of organic peanut butter

1 cup of coconut sugar + 1 tablespoon of molasses {1 cup of brown sugar will work also}

1 organic egg

1 tsp. gf baking soda

1 tsp. organic vanilla extract

Directions:
Preheat the over to 350 degrees.

Mix peanut butter with sugar and molasses until smooth. Add in the egg and beat until fluffy.
Mix in the vanilla and the baking soda.

Scoop onto parchment lined baking sheets and bake for 8 minutes. DO NOT OVER BAKE.

While the cookies are baking, lets get that frosting ready.

1 cup of powdered coconut sugar {or regular powdered sugar}

1 tsp. vanilla

1 cup of organic grape jelly

Bring grape jelly to a simmer on the stove top, gradually stir in vanilla and powdered sugar.
Once well incorporated, let sit for 5 minutes to let it cool off and firm up.
Then drizzle over Peanut Butter cookies.

Once your beauties are ready.... don't share them!
Hide them as quick as you can!


OK, Fine. You can share. But I HIGHLY advise that you maybe kind of sort of hide a batch for yourself. Just sayin'.

Under Construction- Sort Of


WOW. It has been FOR-EVER since I have stepped foot onto my own blog. I'd like to say I had good reason, and I kind of did, but I hope to charm your pants off once again. {Not literally, what kind of world would we be in if everyone walked around pantless?!- oh wait... mine, life of a mom} :)

I will do a small recap of the events happening around my life addressing the reason for being out of YOUR life.

Let's see.... Hmm... where to begin. RIGHT.

Number one: My life was going so well, or so I thought, that I just dove in head first to family, friends, and what not and didn't have "time" for my blog.

Number two: Short and sweet. After an earth-shattering wake-up call, I honestly didn't WANT to blog. My husband decided that he no longer loved me or our marriage and dipped out. THIS was beyond unexpected and super hard. We have been together since I was 16. 16! So needless to say, I was a bit in shock. After some heavy crying and shouting to my Lord and Savior, I decided to "man-up". Went about my life, engulfed myself in my kids and became SUPER involved with our current health status and our eating habits.

Number three: After a year of it just being us 3, my husband decided that he did not want a divorce, PRAISE GOD, and came home.

Number four: Being the fabulous know-it-all, "Dr." that I am, I decided that things were going SO VERY WELL AGAIN, that I did not "NEED" my anti-anxiety medication. {For those who may or may not know, I was diagnosed with severe anxiety disorder, after a horrific car crash that jostled my sweet little brain to the point of an imbalance} I had changed my eating habits, taken up Cross Fit and felt amazing. Spoke with my doc and said, Hey, I'm doing so fine, let's kick these meds to the curb. Being a great doctor that he was, he said, let's take it slow and ween you down. So of course, being such a great patient, I ran home and immediately stopped taking the meds cold turkey. Fast forward 2 months and I am welcoming back my meds. {STUPID STUPID THING- NEVER stop taking anti-anxiety meds cold turkey}

And here we are at present day. Now most people think, ok, she has been through a few detours. Through my faith, my family, and an amazingly patient friend/neighbor who has kept me from a padded cell. I joke. Kind of. I am ready.

I wanted to do SOMETHING. I had the urge to change something and I didn't know where to start. I threw myself back into church, which by the way, I missed so much. And threw myself back into my kids and my marriage. I wanted to make a difference. And so I began. Go back to school? Volunteer More? And then I was going through FB and found a blog post about how to show your husband respect daily. Bless my hubby's heart, he needs to feel respected so much more than I do. But I am getting there.

All in all, this blog is getting a huge REMODEL.
What was once about silly daily things, which I cherish, will now be silly daily things that may be hard to swallow or talk about, but eye opening for some. You can expect everything from recipes, family, faith, tips for marriage, tips for life, healthy eating tips, ways to become a less gunked up body, and even some vital information for every day life {No not conspiracy theories, but facts about certain things going on in the world} It will be a show and tell kind of blog. No set 'theme'. And I hope you enjoy and are ready!

Thursday, March 8, 2012

A hot mess with a dull knife!

{Loud noises in my garage}

Jr. Kakes and I look at one another, "what was that?!"
So, I walked to the garage door, and knock on it. (Yes, I understand this is dumb, because I know dang good and well, that if someone had knocked back, I would have pooed my pants!!)
And Jr. Kakes starts laughing at me.
REAL CONFIDENCE BOOST THERE BUDDY, THANKS! ;)

I run off, in my house boots, bed head, christmas pjs, and hoodie to grab a butcher knife.
Keep in mind, my "butcher knife" can hardly cut a strawberry, let alone "kill" someone! Psht.

But I grabbed one, and Jr. Kakes is looking at me with "Mental Hospital Admittance" in his eyes, while trying to choke back laughter.

This kid is FULL of trust. hahaha.

And I shush him and push him behind me, and then I slowly unlock the garage door, grab the handle, and Bam! Swing it open, Knife first of course, and then some brief shrieking...


IT. WAS. A. CAT.

You have GOT to be kidding me.

But the fun didn't stop there. Oh no buddy, never a dull moment here.

So at this point Jr. Kakes is laughing hysterically {again with the support- although he is 6, what can I say}
And I run around the car and check behind all of the seats... and Jr. Kakes is just standing there gawking at me and telling me over and over again "IT'S JUST A CAT MOMMY"...

And so, there we are, A hot mess with a dull knife.

That was an exciting morning.