23 November, 2014

Whole ::: Week Four



 Without further ado:

1. There are a lot of home-cooked meals going on over here and I don't hear any complaints from either of us. I've been getting faster at prepping some things and it doesn't take me anywhere near as long as it did the first week. Plus, slow-cooker. That thing is a god among kitchen appliances.

2. I LIKE BRUSSEL SPROUTS AND I DON'T CARE WHO KNOWS IT. And you're like, so? But I'm like, what?! I never would have eaten brussel sprouts voluntarily ever before this. And then my sister gives me this killer recipe with bacon and I'm like, oh ya, no big deal. I LIKE BRUSSEL SPROUTS.

3. Almond-breaded chicken is the shizz.

4. In the first week I was a little so-so on the sweet potato thing and now I crave them. Like, I'll dream about them while I'm studying at school. Weird.

5. I roasted some sweet potatoes and butternut squash to go with pot roast the other night and it was good. Butternut squash, chalk that up as another thing I never tried before and now love. Who am I?! I don't even know this person.

6. I have one more day, if I'm doing my math correctly (which, let's be real I'm a law student so math isn't my forte -- feel free to check my work), and it's a little nerve-wracking. Part of me is like, put that cheese in my mouth and then the other part of me is screaming "but you feel so good and you've done so well!" It's not an all-or-nothing game, I know but I am a little nervous that I'll fall back into old habits hard.

7. I'm really glad this is ending before Thanksgiving because I want pie. That's definitely a food group I'm re-introducing. It's probably the second tier on my personal food pyramid. It goes fruit & vegetables. Then pie. Everything afterwards is just... not pie.

I'll probably, maybe, do a full re-cap of my thoughts and feels on this Whole 30 business in the next week or so (maybe not, it is finals season after all). We'll see. So there you have it, week four and I'm rip, roaring and ready to go.



20 November, 2014

My Winter Uniform



My really good friend posted a link about cold weather outfits on Facebook the other day. I looked through and, while the outfits were cute, almost 3/4 of them were not what I would call "winter-wear." Granted, she lives on the west coast so winter is like 55 degrees at worst. Over there you can get away with bare legs and a heavier coat. Those were the days.

Here, it's not Fargo status but it gets cold. It's been in the low thirties lately and will only get colder. Sometimes I wish I was a more consistent dress and tights girl, but lesbehonest, it's finals season and ain't nobody got time to think too hard about clothes.

I've been living in jeans and sweaters. Thank god, because I have a ton of them. And I would probably add more if I wasn't a poor college student (in D.C. -- can we talk about how freaking expensive D.C. is?!). I digress. My go-to lately has been pulling a sweater over a shirt (layers are important, people), stepping into some booties and wrapping myself in a parka.

Much high. Very fashion.

But it works. And, when you've got eleventy-billion hours worth of studying to do in a building that is heated to maybe 57 degrees all you want is to be warm and cozy. Mission accomplished.

p.s. I did my hair with the help of this tutorial. This is the first time I've seen a braid crown that I though my thick, thick hair could handle. This was a test run for a wedding we're going to this weekend -- I haven't decided if it's a go yet, thoughts?


18 November, 2014

Meet the fosters

{{Remus}}

{{Loni}
{{Lindy}}


We'd been talking about it for a while. Whenever we'd see the kitties at Petsmart I'd implore Dan to let me have just one more. He never budged. Two cats are his limit. 

Well, two permanent cats are his limit. 

One day, while we were admiring this really adorable white, 8-week old kitten, Dan said "Maybe we could foster. Then you'll get your kitten-fix in."

Be still my man-holding-cats-loving heart.

We had a bunch of big trips back to CA on the books so we couldn't start the second we wanted to, but here we are. We've done two rotations and right now we have 21-week kitten siblings! Ugh. I don't ever want to leave the house. THEY ARE TOO FUN!!

Athena hates them and Houston is apathetic. Which pretty much sums up their personalities in a nutshell (hideous bitch and crotchety old man). 

The first night they were here, I felt kinda bad for Athena so I stoically told Dan, "Athena should sleep in our room tonight, we'll lock the cats out. She probably feels like we're replacing her."

"That's a pretty complex though process for a cat, but sure." Dan replied. 

So that's what we did. We said goodnight to the kitties and Houston and left them to their own devices as we shuffled off to bed. Within minutes we hear mews at the door. Mews after mews. 

"Dan. Dan, I can't. Oh my god. They need me. I'm letting them in." I say. Pitiful. They didn't even cry for one whole minute before I rescued them (don't worry, I'm sure sleep-training with a kid will be much easier for me).

They come rushing in and jump into bed. Athena hisses and runs away -- I felt bad for her but only for a second because then Loni -- sweet, little Loni -- comes right up to my face and curls up into my chest and purrs. Loudly. Just content to be right next to me. 

I wish I could explain my reaction. It was like when Kristin Bell got a sloth. You guys, I was hysterical. But quiet, whispering, creepy as fuck hysterical. If I were Dan I would've left the room and ran for my life. 

"Oh my god. Oh my good. This is my life right now. I am in heaven. This is my life. I can't even breath. He's just right here. I love him so much. Oh my god." I am whispering maniacally and fervently here. Ugh. Man, it was so freaking weird. I couldn't stop it. I was literally on cloud nine. There might have been some involuntary tears. Right?! I mean, what? 

My cats never cuddle with me. And Athena bites or scratches me when I pet her too long. But these kittehs -- they just love us. Lindy even camped out on Dan's neck, like a cat scarf, for about thirty minutes. 

The excitement wore off throughout the night when they woke up every. hour. We got very little sleep. So, while I love cuddling, they sleep in the living room from now on. They also don't cry at the door anymore -- which is good because my heart probably couldn't take it. 


16 November, 2014

Whole ::: Week Three



Holy crap, day 21 is here. What?! The end is so near, which is crazy. There is just over a week left -- the last day of Whole30 coincides with my last day of classes (and that feels way too fast) so the challenge seems somewhat secondary and it prevents me from focusing too much on it. I just do it and that's been working for me. Anyway, some things about this past week:

1. I made some diy Larabar carrot cake bars (more like circles) and they are super tasty -- probably more than the actual bar -- and they were way cheaper. Score.

2. We ate out twice this week. Once when my sister came and once with friends. It wasn't too hard. I found things I was able to eat but it will be nice when I don't have to worry about every. single. sauce. ingredient. WHO CARES IF THEY USE WHITE WINE IN THE SAUCE. IT BURNS OFF. But whatever. I did it and it was fine.

3. Went to the gym for the first time since I started the challenge. It had been a good while since I had run so that was a little rough, but it felt good. I felt super sore the next two days so, that was new.

4. I made my own italian meatballs! Threw em in the spaghetti squash (btw crockpot spaghetti squash is life changing. so much easier).

5. I ventured into the world of coconut milk whipped cream. IT IS LIFE. I whipped that stuff up and dolloped some onto my strawberries and just munched in my own little heaven for a while.

7. Almond breaded baked chicken strips. That's all.

8. Fruit it killing me. Literally. I've always known I had a major sensitivity to bananas (but I would eat them anyway because they are so good). But now, it feels like every piece of fruit I eat results in a major stomach ache. Whyyyy.

9. On my calendar for November 25 I have "eat some cheese." That's all I want to do. Maybe a little sip of wine, too.

12 November, 2014

Rah, Marine.




I was going through old photos to share for Veteran's day and I just love these. It feels like forever ago that he was in but it's only about two years since his contract ended. I couldn't be prouder of Dan and his service. Some days I miss that uniform...