Dead Frogs

Hello there, my dear friends.

I promised a review of the beer Tyler and I sampled last night, so let’s dig right in

Dead Frog Brewery; Aldergrove, BC

(This is my own opinion, I have no been compensated for this review)

First up: Mandarin Orange Amber Ale

Tyler thought it was good and not overpowering. He could taste a hint of the orange. I found it to be a bit bitter at first, oddly with a nice aftertaste. We both agreed this tasted like a summer beer, even though the packaging says it’s seasonal.

Next up was the Nut Brown

Tyler classified this as a winter beer. We both thought it had a great nutty flavor and good aroma. It was an easy beer to slurp down, even though I would have initially thought otherwise. It didn’t have any bitterness to it, nor did it leave a bad taste in my mouth. I actually really liked this one.

Third, was the Lager. Now a lot of people generally steer clear of lagers because of it’s heavier connotation. However, it is actually a lighter brew than the pale ales! (not the color, which is how most people think otherwise).

Tyler and I were very excited to try this one. And it didn’t disappoint. It was light, crisp and oh so good. We both marked this as our favorite. (Trust me, those delicious cookies in the background had nothing to do with this decision 😉 )

Last was the Pale Ale

We both guessed this would be bitter and we were spot on. I knew what flavor to expect from this beer, as pale ale’s normally have a bitter taste to them. It wasn’t bad, but we had just come off our Lager high, so we were a little bummed.

Moral of the story: If you ever come across some Dead Frog, definitely give it a try, especially the Lager or the Mandarin. They have unique flavors you should try at least once! Mmmm Canadian beer…

Weekend Update

Yes, I’m still here. And yes, I have lots to show and tell.

By the way, here’s a post hair appt shot. I thought it was alright until I realized I cut off the top of my head which defeats the purpose.

Let us start with Friday evening. Tyler and I had a double date with Joe and Twyla at Shanks. We had dinner and drinks there (obviously I was too excited to take pics of that, but I did remember to snap a few of bowling right after.)

I think it’s a pretty good deal: food, alcohol and bowling all under the same roof. BAM. Friday night success.

Yesterday (Saturday) morning started off fantastic. Tyler made us a B&E breakfast

While I fumbled around with the idea of making some type of banana baked good.

This is what I came up with:

Banana Chia Muffins

  • 1/4 c. softened butter
  • 1/2 c brown sugar
  • 1 egg
  • 1/4 c water
  • 2 large mashed bananas
  • 1 c whole wheat pastry flour
  • 1/2 c all purpose flour
  • 1 cup oats
  • 2 tsp baking soda
  • 1 1/2 tsp vanilla
  • 2 1/2 tbsp chia seeds

In a small bowl, cream the butter and sugar. Add the egg until fully incorporated.

In a medium/large bowl, combine the flours, baking soda and oats.

In another small bowl, mashed the bananas, chia seeds and water.

Slowly mix the banana mixture and egg mixture into the dry ingredients. Stir in vanilla.

Bake in a prepared muffin pan at 350 degrees for 15-17 minutes.

This recipe is the bomb.com. For added awesomeness, I highly recommend slathering those puppies with almond butter. Go ahead and thank me now!

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This was a great meal to prep us for an incredibly busy day ahead…we had season 2 of The Walking Dead to watch!

This shot makes it look like the TV screen is filthy, but I promise you that is what the Intro Credits look like. Mom, I am not a slob.

We started with a couple episodes, then decided it was too much to take on at once and slapped another coat of paint on the walls. We played my iTunes throughout the living room speakers. I will not divulge which of us chose the 90’s music playlist (me). We Shooped and we Called Him Big Poppa and We Got Jiggy With it. Then it was back to more Walking Dead.

Once again, we had to break it up, so we hit the grocery store and liquor store (those really do go hand in hand) and made ourselves a nice little feast.

Another episode of The Walking Dead later, these came out:

Dead Frog multi-pack. Tyler and I made sure to sample each one. We actually took notes on what we thought. I am going to post a review of them in my next post, so look out for it!

And yet another episode later, I whipped up some homemade M&M cookies (Tyler’s fave)

I am telling you guys, these where the best cookies I have ever made. I threw the dough together while Tyler made dinner and let it refrigerate for about 2 hours before baking (I now think that is the key). The result was a thick, chewy wonderful cookie. I used the recipe from this site and just subbed the chocolate chips for the M&Ms. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND YOU MAKE THIS RECIPE!

We watched as many episodes as we could before our eyes literally could not stay open any longer.

This morning, when we woke up, it was “Hey good morning, I love you.” It was “Hey, wanna watch another episode of The Walking Dead before breakfast?”

Obviously, I agreed.

Then Tyler made me this:

Eggs Benedict with black forest ham. I mmm’d and ahhhh’d with every bite.

I must now get back to the last two episodes of, you guessed it, The Walking Dead. Beer review and more to follow!

Ice Cream Meltdown

Last night, I had a meltdown. A what the hell is happening with my life type of meltdown. I just lost motivation to go to the gym, didn’t want to get out of bed, socialize…..NOTHING. So of course, when Tyler got home I started bawling my eyes out. I got snotty. I know now that Tyler really REALLY loves because he wiped my snot WITH HIS BARE HAND. I shudder at the thought. After the crying conundrum, Tyler and I went to DQ where I picked up this bad boy:

I mean, it’s not the best thing to have when you haven’t worked out in two days (I was depressed, OK!?) and it’s dairy (another no-no) but all men know that the key to a woman’s heart -when you can’t afford jewelry- is ice-cream. After the first bite, I took a deep breath and automatically felt better. To complete the night, we watched Jackass 3 and I laughed my dairy-engorged heart out. I also had the best night’s sleep after. Cry session for the win!

In an effort to squish the blues, I was determined to be a little more proactive today. I had a smoothie (banana, almond cashew butter, chia seeds, almond milk and ice) and eggs for breakfast.

I got my tush up to go to the gym, and Twyla ended up coming with! Sometimes (lots of times) it’s so nice to have a workout buddy. Heck, you don’t even have to work out with them, just arrive and leave at the same time! It feels so much more encouraging. Today’s workout was a combo of cardio and strength intervals. Some of your run-of-the-mill exercises I have posted about before. I ended with a good 20 minutes using the Bosu Ball. I did jump lunges, planks, russian twists, leg lifts and burpees using that thing.

Post workout eats included a Vega Bodacious Berry protein smoothie (only 100 cals, 11g protein, and 2 servings of veggies!)

And a cheddar/spinach/salsa whole wheat wrap.

Which was mainly a spinach wrap. I’m not complaining, I need all the greens I can get!

My sweat started to really cool down, so I made a cup of peppermint tea to top it all off

Immediately after tea, Twyla and I took all three pups to Nose Hill for a walk. I tried to take some pictures, but it was a tad overcast, so you can’t see much. But I will post them regardless

Twy with all three pups:

Me with all three. Layla was terrible on the leash. Ugh.

I have just napped and showered after a full day..gonna gussy myself up for tonight (Even though I have no clue what we are doing, I figured it would be nice to put on real clothes and makeup).

Not a whole ton of words today. I am partially recovering from last night’s sob fest and I’m just so dang pooped from working out and that walk!

Have a great Friday night, see y’all in the A.M.!

A little bit of this, A little bit of that

18-20: I used to hope and pray I wouldn’t get carded so that I could go out with my friends

21: I loved loved LOVED getting carded so that I could be all “hella yeahhhhh bitttchhhesss I’m legal nowwwwwww! SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS! SHOTS! EVRRRRRAYYYYBOOOODY!

22-24: Get carded here and there. No big thang.

25: CARD ME PLEASE, OR DO YOU REALLY THINK I LOOK THAT OLD?!!!!!

25 and in Canada: Bitch please, they don’t ever card here. Drinking age is like 2.

I grew up in the wrong country.

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Took Layla for TWO (not one, but TWO) walks today. It was snowin’ and blowin’ out there today. Walk numero uno was cut short because I literally could not hold the poop bag anymore. The wind had its way….

Walk numero dos was much more successful. No doo-doo.

And of course, gurllll did her roly poly in the fresh powder..

It’s a good thing most of her roly poly moments are during the day time while everyone is at work, otherwise neighbors would gather at their windows and watch the madness. One dude did stop his car and she was a nut. Like mother, like daughter. It was a proud moment for me.

"What's that you say?!"

"Oh no, you di'int!"

Enough with the dog pictures, Jen! Alright, alright….for today.

Lesson #472 about Twitter: Ask (yourself) and you shall receive.

An hour later, and this delovely (delicious AND lovely) smoothie was to be had:

  • banana
  • raspberries
  • cranberries
  • pineapple
  • oj

Hit the spot.

(‘the spot’ being the smoothie section of my brain/belly)

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This next thing I have asked for, and have yet to receive: Girl Scout Thin Mints. I just want one box people. 2 measly sleeves of those minty rounds of love. Put ’em in the freezer and break out a few every now and then to go with ice cream.

Here’s what I have done to obtain aforementioned cookies:

1)Facebook plea

2) Twitter war cry

3) General around-the-house humming and hawwing until cookies magically appear.

4) I have done my due diligence and Googled where the Girl Guides of Canada are selling their vanilla/chocolate cookies and I will ask them when I can expect thin mints to be on the menu.

I am running out of hope options.

Another story for you: I was a Daisy, a Brownie, a Junior, AND a Cadet. Cookie season was the Olympics. Except bloodier. Thank god my dad worked in San Francisco and had major hookups with lots of coworkers. He I sold the sh*t outta those cookies. I feel a little bit bad now that I think about it because he had to bring all those cookies on Bart on a dolly into the city. And really, what did that get me? A badge (‘we don’t need no stinking badges!’) a stuffed animal, and maybe a coin purse.

*Blah, blah, blah, it taught you hard work and perseverance pay off. Blood, sweat, tears and your father’s co-workers get you a coin purse. Sigh.

What’s your favorite Girl Scout cookie?

Where you a Girl Scout?

Rumbly in my Tumbly

Yesterday’s walk was apparently super strenuous. After I threw back that smoothie, I got up to rinse the glass, and boom- hip.in.pain. Like couldn’t stand up straight pain. Like I had flashes of Life Alert commercials and those bath tubs with doors for old people commercials. Ack, I was surely close to death. And everyone knows if you’re home in the middle of the day and your hip hurts, you take a bubble bath. So that is what I did. just following protocol.

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It wasn’t all that peaceful. About halfway through, the doorbell rang and all three dogs flipped their shit and barked nonstop for 5 minutes. Had I been more mobile, I would have gotten out and….. Nope, still wouldn’t have done anything.

Moving on to dinner, I found a really appealing recipe for Buffalo Quinoa Mac and Cheese on Jessica’s blog. I was won over by quinoa and I had the boyfriend on the brain for the buffalo part. I ran over to Safeway for the ingredients and got to work.

Hold up. Let’s go back to the part where I go to the store for the ingredients. I couldn’t remember if we had any chicken in the freezer, so I swung by the meats and picked up an ‘economy’ pack of 5 *that’s right, FIVE* chicken breasts and it was TWENTY-FOUR DOLLARS. What the hell?? I just about went into cardiac arrest. And that’s like the store brand, non-organic stuff. Ugh, I die.

I threw all the schtuff together and WHAM, this happened:

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Tyler and I scarfed this deliciousness while watching Survivor. Then…… Either my body went back into lactose-intolerant mode OR I was having sympathy pains for Colton (pff, we all know that’s a crock. Him and Alicia got all bitch-ass-ness on Christina. Karma was not kind to him! Bwahaha.) Back to me: I died. I sucked it up and helped Tyler put a second coat of paint on the walls, but I thought the end was near. I was in bed by 7. And had to skip my workout. And I cried more about that. Because I was feeling so fat and gross and nasty and blughk. Better to be in bed and miserable than to spew said miserableness in front of fellow gym go-oers. You’re welcome, fellow gym go-ers.

I’m still in bed in recovery mode. There appears to have been a minor snow fall last night, so today’s scheduled hike may have to be for a later date. But—–> I will workout today! Come hell or high water or further digestive issues! Go me!

Anyone else have to hole up and miss workouts and hate their life until you finally feel better again and get get a good, hard workout in?

That was a run on sentence, but I don’t care.