Here’s the alfredo sauce..

Here’s the alfredo sauce I mentioned in the last post:

1/2 tbsp extra virgin olive oil
2 cloves garlic, minced
1 cup skim milk
1/2 cup chicken broth
1 1/2 tbsp flour
1/4 tsp salt
1/8 tsp pepper
1/4 cup grated parmesan cheese

In a medium saucepan, heat oil over medium heat. Add garlic and saute until golden brown.

In a small saucepan, stir together milk, chicken broth, flour, salt and pepper over low heat until smooth and thick. Stir into garlic. Continue to cook over medium low heat, stirring frequently, until the sauce is thick. Stir in parmesan cheese. Serves 4.
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Since writing this recipe (a whopping .2 seconds ago) I have decided to make this a food related post. Because I have hips. And thighs. And an appetite like a horse.

I came across the following post from theKitchn this morning: they asked if anyone believed in second breakfasts. I thought to myself “uhh doesn’t everyone have second breakfast?” I more often refer to it as ‘brack’ (breakfast snack)
Second Breakfast: Hobbits Need it. Do you?
I make sure to keep my bracks healthy but filling. Focusing primarily on the filling part, because everyone knows those mid morning hours seems to creep on and lunch feels like it will never come.

Ok, I changed my mind. This post won’t be entirely about food.

Let’s talk about me.

Current me: I have no job. I have barely any of my clothes (could only bring what would fit in the car). I threw out most all of my decorations, furniture, accessories, i.e.: BELONGINGS. I am missing my friends like whoa. Missing my routine. Missing teaching classes at the Y. Gaining weight. Not putting on makeup. Not doing my hair. Not sleeping.

I knew the transition would be hard, but WOOF.

There are positives:
I am with Tyler
I am more experimental with my cooking
I am trying classes at the gym I wouldn’t normally take
I’m reading books (..again. These are fun!)
I get more Layla time

Wow, that bit right there got pretty deep. I didn’t want to post it or anything, but putting it all down into words makes me feel better.

Now on to lighter topics:
Snooki is pregnant. HAHAHAHA
Colton on Survivor needs to go.
I like blogging
I wish I remembered to bring more sweat pants
I ACTUALLY TRIED TO BUY THE HUNGER GAMES ON iBOOKS BUT IT WASNT THERE.
a) scary that I actually tried to buy the book
b) even scarier that I admitted to it
c) where the heck can I buy it so I can read it on my iPhone under the covers at night?

Anyone else care to vent? I’d like to hear other people’s woes besides my own 🙂

I’m so lucky..

I’m so lucky to now call this beautiful place my home..

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My lovely frame of mind (for the time being) is due to a fantastic workout (30 min. cardio intervals and a Muscle Blast class) and having coffee with Sadie and Twyla this afternoon. Shout out to both of them!

I just did a quick sweep at Safeway and am excited to make tonight’s dinner! More on that later. Unless I fall into a food coma. Which I most likely will. And OBVS I have to whip up some dessert. It’s standard.

Ooh! And I just had a fantab little lunchy:
Spinach, chickpeas, kiwi, pineapple, tomatoes, and the BEST poppy seed dressing (I kept typing poopy seed…) I have EVER had. Thank you for existing, Renee’s!

That’s all for now, my little sweater monkeys.

This week is gonna..

This week is gonna be filled with a weird mix of things. I’ve gotta find another gym to abuse their free trial, get Layla a vet, clean like WHOA, and last but not least, find a job. Minor detail right there. I get heart palpitations when I think of my lack of employment. Luckily I have a wonderful boyfriend who is helping me with those necessary expenses (chocolate, hair appointments, and my new iPhone. Obviously.)

Must. Change. Subject. Now.

Picked on the leftover pizza and baked the most amazeballs batch of brownies (aka: love turds) tonight before watching some goodies: AFV- one of the few shows I’ve yet to see Canada come out with their own version. (I’m talking to you, Canada’s Got Talent and Canadian Idol. Sheesh.) and Amazing Race- for the record, I could stack watermelons way better than most those teams.

You want to see what these love turds look like?

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Haha, I know right? I topped the fudgy square of sin with some homemade icing I whipped up. Homemade icing on top of homemade brownies? Marriage
Material right here, folks. And the best part? They’re zero calories! But only on Sundays. No word of a lie. But every other day, they’re full of ’em. So mark your calendars, and if anyone wants the recipe, let me know!

So last night was…

So last night was fun! After an afternoon of shopping and a mini homesick freakout, Tyler and I made homemade pizzas! (even the dough was from scratch. #forthewin) A little flour here, some yeast there, and 30 minutes later BOOM. We ended up making three of them, all of which included bacon. Pork products are the bomb and we are heavy investors, what can I say. The pizzas looked a little like-ah’dees (poor attempt at Italian accent):

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From L to R we had
1) pepperoni, chicken and bacon
2) pineapple, chicken and bacon
3) sausage, mushies, peppers and bacon

It was really a huge carb fest, considering I had made pancakes for breakfast and consoled in 2 apricot ales during my freakout. But whatever.

We shared our delicious eats with Joe and Twyla then played friggin’ Cranium. Quite possibly one of the best past times ever. Found out halfway through the game though, that it is in fact a Canadian version. (no, I do not know who the prime minister is, and no, I wouldn’t be able to draw a loonie). GOOD THING Twyla and I were partners because we pretty much ruled the green cards. More notably, the Humdingers. High fives all around for us.

Now Sunday is here, a little snow has fallen, and I don’t feel like getting out of bed. Partly because it IS Sunday, but more so because Layla is on top of me. Gloriously uncomfortable. Now what to have for breakfast….(in bed, of course).

*little update on Crap about Canada:
1) their clearance rack prices at factory outlet stores look like full retail prices. I may never get a new wardrobe.
2) they don’t plow. I repeat, they DON’T PLOW. I am already a terrible winter driver, now take away my plowing and salting? Ah, I’m screwed. Perhaps my white-knuckling is burning more calories though.
3) A basic oil change cost me $114. Whatisthat?!!?!?!?!?! Perhaps this is what cued the homesickness yesterday.
4) Tim Horton’s. It’s like the Dunkin Donuts of Canada. Great coffee… When I can get it. I just want a plain black coffee with nothing in it, people! So when I order “a medium black coffee, nothing in it” stop asking if I want cream and/or sugar! I juuuuust said nothing in it. Plain. Black. It happens every time. This wouldn’t be a problem at Dunks. I’m jus’ sayin’.

Until next time, my friends. Peace, love, and don’t do drugs (unless you have a prescription). xoxo