Not even 2 years ago, I was engaged to be married to someone I thought was right for me. There was my mistake. The decision was made by me and my (lack of) judgment. I have always found myself drawn to “broken” people – hurting, lost, damaged, in need of love or some sort of rescue that I selfishly thought I could provide. It made me feel needed and fulfilled a gave me a sense of dependence from the other person. Under those standards, I had found my Prince Charming. It wasn’t until 2 weeks before the wedding that God slapped me in the face, turned my attention back to Him, and told me I was about to go through with something that would ultimately make me unhappy and unfulfilled. I listened and called off the wedding. It was the best decision of my life.
The day I found out some Chex flavors were officially gluten free was one of the best days of my life. I hadn’t had cereal in what seemed like forever, and I knew this discovery was a dangerous one. Once I get my hands on something typically forbidden and glutenous, I might as well go ahead and throw on my fat pants. Continue reading “Chex are the bext”
Blog post from March 2013…
Today, I woke up at 1:30pm and was immediately regretful. I hate sleeping in so late because I feel like I’ve lost precious time in which I could have been productive. I guess I needed the rest. To redeem myself, I took to cooking and cleaning (like a good woman should) and came up with some great ways to make use of those random veggies left at the tail end of the grocery week. With 2 onions, some broccoli, spinach, mushrooms, and a bell pepper, I created two amazing dishes that will surely tide me over for the next few weeks. Continue reading “Grocery scraps, re-imagined…”