Gasp! My recipe is famous.


Just wanted to quickly thank the amazing health website MindBodyGreen for publishing my protein bar recipe! It’s one of my favorite, go-to health websites and I was very happy to see my recipe on it. Yay! I hope you all enjoy it as well.

Peace, love & sarcasm,


Protein Bar Recipe


Games Aren’t Always Fun


Girls (and some guys) but actually, mostly girls… STOP. PLAYING. GAMES! I’m not talking about Monopoly or a rousing game of H.O.R.S.E. Well, maybe those too. But what I’m talking about is mind games. Whether it be mind games with the boys, your family or your friends, just stop. NOBODY APPRECIATES IT. Especially me. (Just look at all of my caps! That implies that I’m yelling at you. Rawwrrr.)

I’ve been around it enough to know when one is playing a mind game. I’m not saying it’s always bitchy/childish girls (I know, I know. Someone has an opinion today…) it can be stupid guys too, but not today. Today I’m talking to the ladies. I know when a girl is playing a relentless MG & not to boast, but I’m always right about it. And I usually call it looong before it happens. Which comes in handy later, when I do my gloating to those involved. (I kid, I don’t gloat. That would be a MIND GAME. And I think I’ve established how I feel about dem der things.)

I’m saying this, not to be mean. But simply because I hate seeing those I care about being treated poorly by girls who think it’s ok to do so. And I’ve been through it myself, jealous girls thinking they can play me like a fiddle. Little did they know that I’m an expert on their MG BS. And this little lady is far too classy & wonderful to put up with that crap.

The moral of my rant tonight is, don’t be a bitch who plays games. Unless you’re a dog playing poker.

Peace, love & sarcasm,


New Years Resolutions, Anyone?


I’m the first one to admit that New Years Resolutions are usually oh so very hokey. They are just full of broken promises to either yourself, others, or the gym. The stats are clear, not many even make it to March before bitching & ditching their goals. I’m not trying to sound like a negative Nelly, I’m just explaining why I never make any. Until this year.

Now, I have alot of things I want to do. I want to travel more. I want to be a yoga instructor. I want to open my own yoga studio someday. I even want to teach barre classes. (Yoga & ballet mixed. One heck of a workout! I highly recommend if you’re wanting a sexay & fun time.) But I don’t need to promise myself in January that all of that MUST happen in the course of a year. That seems like alot of pressure on my tiny self. I don’t like giving deadlines for huge life changing things. If you work hard & believe that things happen for a reason, I think you’ll be set… And sure, I would like to be Mrs.Jensen Ackles as well, but some things just aren’t realistic. If you’re going to make a resolution, make it one you’re pretty sure you can handle. And don’t make it a lame one. I don’t know how many more “My resolution is to be nicer!” or “This is the year I get married and have all of my babies!”. No. Just, no. Don’t do things like that, for the sake of yourself & us all, just don’t. You can promise yourself you’ll get married & have babies all you want, but if you go out looking for love with a mind-set like that, chances are your promise to yourself, will turn into a lie. And nobody likes a liar with their pants on fire. Unless you’re Jensen Ackles. And to those that need to make a resolution to START being nice, that means you’ve basically been a terrible person in the past & that’s not cool. Shame on you, jerks. I’ve known alot of terrible people (mostly girls, and mostly in the last couple of years.) and I know for a fact that no amount of years will make up for the things they’ve done & the words they’ve said. I’m no saint, but I certainly don’t need it to be the month of January to make promises to be a better person.

So, my resolution is really quite simple this year. To get legally divorced.Ā I know, you’re all like whaaa? Well, it’s true. My ex husband & I have been separated for almost two & a half years now & we’re still legally married. It may just be a piece of paper that binds us right now, but that’s it. I’m very happy in my life now, and I hope he is as well. And I’m not knocking marriage AT ALL when I say this, but I find it so totally lamesauce how easy it is to get married & how difficult it is to get divorced. Shouldn’t it be the other way around? I truly believe in marriage & will one day be a bride again, this time a little older & far wiser. I just wish it didn’t have to take so much out of those involved. Mentally. Emotionally. Physically.

Without sounding terrible, I can honestly say that I look forward to the day when I’m no longer tethered to my past. When I no longer have to hear the jokes that I MUST be a catch if I have a boyfriend & a husband. Sure, it’s funny. But it all gets rather tiring after a while. So that’s my resolution my lovelies.

Wish me luck & I shall do the same pour vous.

Peace, love & sarcasm,


Stop & Hear The Music


I came across this story today, and it really made me think about how we so often focus on the big things and forget about the little. Let it be a lesson to us to try to be more aware of the beauty in everything…

“A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that 1,100 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.

Three minutes went by, and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace, and stopped for a few seconds, and then hurried up to meet his schedule.

A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping, and continued to walk.

A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.

The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried, but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally, the mother pushed hard, and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.

In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money, but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the most talented musicians in the world. He had just played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, on a violin worth $3.5 million dollars.

Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.

This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste, and priorities of people.

The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?

One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be: If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?ā€

Peace, love & sarcasm,


‘Twas My Birfday Today!

My birthday fruit plate. Complete with candles :)

My birthday fruit plate. Complete with candles šŸ™‚

Hello all!

I’mma make this short & sweet. Today I celebrated my 27th birthday. And wow, it was a lovely one. My boyfriend took me to the most amazing fondu restaurant ever. It was so romantic & I loved every minute of it. Wayyyy too much food for my little self, but so yummy! I also got my very first Pandora bracelet! With a pretty pink bead. Oh man, I’m livin’ the high life now.

My birthday dress!

My birthday dress!

Now, as I sit here, the fire is going & we’re about to watch a movie. Life is wonderful & I love that boy of mine oh so very much.

Peace, love & sarcasm,


Happiest 2013!



To those of you that read last nights bloggy blog, you’ll know that I was expecting to ring in the New Year solo, as Mike had to work late. Well, he managed to surprise me yet again! He snuck out of work early, rushed home & got his New Years kiss. (Naughty, right? I know.) He came dashing in the door like some sort of adorable New Years Eve superhero! I get all flush just thinking about it…

That is all for now. I was simply in the mood to brag.

I wish all of you a very lovely New Year, full of all the best things šŸ˜‰

Peace, love & sarcasm,