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26 May 2016

Monday Marks Two


My mom and CB's mom came over for a little dinner party on Monday night. My mom -- although she flew back to Virginia yesterday -- was in town over the weekend and CB's mom who lives over in Arlington drove over so we could all hang out together. I offered to cook my favorite low calorie dish that I honestly make anytime someone comes over. It is excellent for you, looks fantastic and tastes even better. 

As I'm cooking, one of the moms (I was intensely focused on cooking, I can't multi-task while cooking so I'm not sure which mom it was) asked me what made me start wanting to cook after all those years. I said I genuinely wanted to cook for CB. Being a girl power, don't need no man kind of girl, I felt weird saying that. I feel slightly embarrassed telling you guys that now. It is true though, I wanted to cook for him. I now want to make a home with him. He completely changed my attitude on what love and marriage is all about.

I cook he cleans. Anytime I'm cooking he's never just sitting on the couch, he's doing something to make our house better. I'm not slaving away in a kitchen while he barks orders at me to have the dinner on the table when he comes home from work. It's not even remotely like that. 

I also get an odd thrill when he RAVES over what I've made. I realize I'm always just following a recipe, but it makes me feel proud. This proudness is a feeling I honestly didn't know I was capable of, but it's cool. I dig it. 

(I also sometimes break my arm patting myself on the back over my own cooking, but that's neither here nor there)

They say people can't change, and I'm not saying CB has changed me. I do feel like he's made me more of a believer that real, equal love does exist. It is possible to find your best friend and love someone as much as they love you. I honestly wasn't a believer in totally equal love before I met him. I didn't think I wanted it, and I truly didn't think I needed it. Now I'm certain I can't live without it. 

We aren't flashy, or in your face - obviously, we aren't anywhere to be found together on the internet. I like to think that we don't make anyone ever feel uncomfortable around us. I think we have a very simple kind of love. 

I guess I'm feeling a little sappy because this coming Monday will mark two years of being together! 
Maybe we'll wind up getting each other the same card again.... 




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25 May 2016

10 Frozen Cocktail Recipes for Summer

Nothing is better than a frozen cocktail during the hot Summer months. You'll love these 10 boozy frozen cocktail recipes to keep you cool all Summer long!
Summertime Frozen Cocktail Recipe

You guys know by now how much I love making cocktails, right? Although I waited tables for nearly 10 years --dang-- I never bartended but always wanted to. You might also remember that I want to open my own bar someday. I've learned over the last couple of years that I love entertaining, and I love handing someone the perfect cocktail that you'd normally only order in a craft cocktail bar.  

If you come over to our house for a party, there will be no shortage of booze available. Whiskey, vodka, gin, tequila.... you name it, we'll have it for you. I pride myself in my bar cart, and love to make something delicious that will get you feeling loose! I guess I just adore playing the role of barkeep

CB and I will be going to VA Beach to see my mom for the July 4th week. Now, her street on the beach does a ton of block parties which is pretty cool, but the July 4th block party takes the cake. One of the activities for the evening is a blender party.

By blender party I mean BLENDER CONTEST.





Everyone votes on their favorite blender concoction. 

YOU GUYS KNOW HOW COMPETITIVE I AM RIGHT??
I MUST WIN THIS THIS YEAR. MUST WIN.

I understand that July 4th is over a month away, but NO REST FOR THE WICKED. I've gotta find my winning blender recipe. 

Here are 10 ideas that I've found on Pinterest, what looks the best to you?
Which one do you think that I should recreate, put my own spin on... AND WIN THIS THING?

1. Frozen Peach Bourbon Mule || The Kitchn






2. Coconut Margarita || Gimmie Some Oven







 3. Mimosa Smoothie || Lemon Tree Dwelling











4. Skinny Pina Colada || Venus Trapped in Mars




5. Creamy Frozen Mudslide || A Night Owl





6. Frozen Bloody Mary || Martha Stewart


7. Texas Twister || HGTV





8. Frozen Jack and Cherry Coke || Food Network





9. Hemingway Daiquiri || Liquor.com


10. Frozen Pink Salty Dog || Martha Stweart

As of right now, I'm leaning toward the Pink Salty Dog or the Texas Twister to represent TEXAS y'all!

If you love cocktails -- particularly of the margarita variety -- as much as I do, and will be in the Dallas area this weekend for Memorial Day, I have THE BEST GIVEAWAY EVER today!

I have TWO FREE PASSES to giveaway to Margarita Meltdown this Sunday, May 29th at 4pm! 

I'll probably be bringing a notepad and pen with me, hoping to learn a few tricks to get a leg up on my July 4th competition!

To enter my giveaway, just leave a comment letting me know what frozen cocktail you think would WIN my July 4th blender competition, and enter via the Rafflecopter below!

a Rafflecopter giveaway



If you want to get a group together to go this weekend, assuming the event doesn't sell out during presale ($40), tickets will be available at the door for $50! 

Contest will end tonight at midnight!



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24 May 2016

30x30x30 || Weight Loss Challenge


Before a day or night out, I'll get dressed and check out whatever ensemble I've thrown together in the mirror. I love clothes, but I'm unfortunately very cheap and prefer to spend my money with any of my 18 favorite bartenders in Deep Ellum... or with the pizza hut delivery guy. I swear to you, I'll get dressed and although I won't necessarily be thrilled with what I see in front of me, I'll be ok with it. 

My mirror pep talk usually goes something like... "Ok, you don't look horrific. Congrats.

I'll then do my makeup and hair which gives me a bit more confidence and I'll head out the door, ready to go see one of my 18 favorite bartenders.... or perhaps the pizza delivery guy, if I'm really lucky. 

Then comes the terrifying part, the part where I feel like I am looking kinda pretty and I'll either ask CB to take a pic or I'll get a pic with the girls. After nervously trying to figure out what angle to make my arm bend that won't show up on camera looking like a ham hock, I get situated and the photo is taken. 

The camera will be returned to me and I swear I just look at it, every time and think, "Dear lord in heaven is that what I look like?! That is NOT what the mirror showed me!!!!!"

Why is the mirror such a LIAR? I'll see one thing, and a camera shows me something completely different. Something that is honestly heartbreaking and puts me in a mood that I have a hard time recovering from. 

I know I've said this one billion times, but sadness consumes me over it. 

Just go fix it then. 
Alright. Ok. 

I read a quote the other day from P!nk (of all people) and it really made me think. 






My first thought was, yeah P!NK! Agreed! But am I REALLY happy? I'm having fun.... yes. Pizza is my happy place, but is a few slices of pizza worth the pain and mood change that occurs when I see a photo of myself? 

Honestly. HONESTLY, no. No it isn't. 

I need to find my happy weight. A weight where, sure, maybe there is some squish there, but overall I feel confident. Feeling confident would make me feel happy. These are very basic, simple words, but meaningful nonetheless. 

On December 17th I will turn 30 years old. 
I've set a goal to lose 30 pounds in 30 weeks by age 30. 
30x30x30. 

I had the idea of 30 pounds by age 30, then I when I looked up how many weeks that was from now, there sat the number 30. 30x30x30. It all just kind of made sense. 

I've already been working out, but if I want to reach this goal, I have to just quit eating crap ALL THE TIME. I suppose I'll need to write my 18 bartenders besties a letter telling them I might be seeing them less often. 

If you want to join in with me (and man would I love the support) here are the details I've got nailed down so far: 

1. Hashtag I'll use on social media || #Fit30x30x30

2. $20 Diet Bet || New one every month: VTIM May Challenge 
Starts TUESDAY (a week from today)

3. One update per month on my progress. Maybe, if anyone is interested, we could bring back the Operation Get Fit Linkup from a couple years ago?



Turning 30 is a big deal, and I want to wake up and feel better, prettier, sexier and more confident than I've ever felt before. 

I can do it. 







23 May 2016

The CB Charade

I posted a photo on my personal Facebook page yesterday, it was the same one that I posted on VTIM's Facebook page. It was a photo of me and CB at the horse races yesterday, where he had the program in front of his face, because, it's CB and he's crazy. 



Just a quick backstory for those who don't know why I don't call him by his real name and why his photo isn't on this blog. He owns his own company and he wanted to keep his personal life just that, personal. He doesn't have social media, although I'm sure after nearly two years of being with me (2 year anniversary a week from today!!) he would fashion himself a social media expert. In the beginning, I don't think he knew what to expect from my blog. I guess he thought I posted every last detail about my life, and being a part of this blog would essentially  be his life in a tabloid format. He really didn't want any of his employees being able to access all of his weekend shenanigans all over the internet. I personally don't think I overshare, but I had no problem respecting that wish of his. I get it, not everyone is a blogger.   

I would be mortified to write a post, bragging about a weekend I spent blackout drunk or partying out of control. In the beginning, I tried to explain to him that I was proud of my blog, and would even include it on a resume. It's an honest sliver of my life, one that I'm not ashamed to show my mom who reads every day. CB of course reads religiously, and now sees that being a part of this blog is not what he was initially thinking. 

Want my honest opinion? Bless his heart, I think he actually wants to drop the whole CB charade, but  feels like it's gone so far now that everyone would be disappointed to learn he is just a normal dude.

Bless his heart again, but you all already know he is just a normal dude. But he is MY normal dude and I freaking love that kid more than anything in this world. That's all you guys care about, I know that for a fact. 

Breaking news: I am not Blake Lively, and CB, although I think he is quite handsome, is not Ryan Reynolds. Whew, glad we got that out of the way. I've been so nervous to tell you that *face palm*

Man, that was an intense backstory........ SO I POSTED THAT PICTURE RIIIIIIIGHT? 

Well this sweet guy who came to visit our friend Larissa last weekend jokingly commented on my photo and said something along the lines of.... "Where is ____ face???" He of course used his real name, because you know, why the hell would he have called him CB? 

You should have seen the amount of panic on my face. I deleted the comment and then sat there panting while beads of sweat rolled down my face. Not really, but you get it. 

Meanwhile, my mom who is in town right now, gave me a major eye roll and pleaded with me that it really isn't that big of a deal. She was right. If someone saw CB's name, does that REALLY matter at this point. It might even be a good thing, it might be the nudge forward to dropping the whole bit. 

Maybe? Possibly? Pretty please? 

I have to say, in the world-o-snapchat, would you believe I've only slipped one time on having CB in the video? ONE TIME! Thirteen of you saw CB before I caught it 5 minutes later. I assume you probably had no idea it was even him.  

Anyway....... I've ranted enough this morning, here are some snaps from our awesome weekend! 








I picked my mom up from the airport on Friday after work and we ate dinner at my second favorite pizza place in Dallas, Enos.  

The next morning we pampered ourselves with strawberry toast and cold brew from a new coffee spot down the street, Cultivar, and mani/pedis before heading to the AT&T Byron Nelson Golf Tournament to cheer my favorite golfer on, Sergio!

Sergio won, BTW!







It was about a trillion degrees and 10000000% humidity, but we still had a ton of fun. I also had a couple of the Real Housewives of Dallas following me around, begging for a photo. So rude, right? I had to tell them 100 times that I just couldn't take photos with every single fan of mine, there wasn't enough time in the day. 

The next morning we went to one of my favorite spots, the Dallas Farmer's Market to buy flowers for our back yard. My mom insisted that it was time that I grew up and did things like plant flowers. Yikes. More on this whole "adult flower thing" later in the week....







We finished the weekend by playing the ponies at Lonestar Park. 
As you might remember, CB and I will always have fond memories of Lonestar Park! 




My momma will be here through tomorrow, and then one of my very best friends who I haven't seen in more than two years will be coming in from Knoxville and I'm so excited my head is going to EXPLODE.  


And now to tackle this short work week.........


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