If you follow me on Twitter, you’ll notice that I did not pull through on my promise to post a couple of delicious recipes last night. Why? Because I had a sudden urge to find the most perfect Save the Date cards, followed by the urge to eat a bag of skittles (cringe) then jump around with my dog for 10 minutes before heading to the gym to run for 49 minutes. 49 minutes? Yeah, it just worked out that way.
Working backwards, my treadmill workout looked like this:
And for some reason, my boobs decided to get REAL sweaty.
No wonder people were looking at me. I thought it was because I was all awesome on the treadmill. Not the case.
My face was extremely red because
- I just ran 4.25 miles
- I’m an old lady and had to stretch my lower back after running and the blood rushed to my face
- Both 1&2
The correct answer is #3
On to the recipes!
Recipe Numero Uno: Apricot Salsa
How fresh and colorful and awesome does that look? The recipe was easy: roasted red peppers that I roasted myself, cilantro, apricots, cucumber, jalepeno, red onion, lime juice. Cut that shizzz up, and mix it all together!
And if you want to get all fancy-like, do what I did and plate it as such:
However. DO NOT do what I did and accidentally add 4x the amount of jalepeno. That salsa was HOT. I was en fuego. Muy caliente. And the worst part? Because I decided to chop all that crap up sans hand-protection, my hands are now on FIRE. That’s right- 16 hours post prep and my digits are still burning. Oh jalepeno, you done me wrong kid.
Recipe Numero Dos: Macaroni Salad (no pics!)
This is no ordinary macaroni salad. No. This is The Pioneer Woman’s Macaroni Salad. AKA: The blog lady that I have been following for years and just now made a recipe of hers. For the first time. I have had my eye on those cinnamon rolls though. Those will happen. Soon.
Recipe Numero Tres: Gooey Cinnamon Muffins
I saw this recipe come up on my Google Reader from cookies and cups yesterday morning, and the timing couldn’t have been any more perfect.
Layla thought so too. As you can tell, after laboring tirelessly to get these puppies made, I enjoyed them suckers in bed. Because I can do that. Don’t worry I was multi-tasking by
watching What Not to Wear doing homework.
And I kept trying to get a shot sans the dog, but it didn’t happen
Guess that’s the price you pay for eating at her level. (NOT meant to be a metaphor!)
And that’s all she wrote. For now!