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Things You Shouldn’t Mix

July 4, 2012

Vodka and lemonade.

Late night concerts and early morning races.

Alcohol and 6 mile runs.

Hangovers and rambunctious 3-year-olds.

A worse than normal wildfire season and fireworks.

Kimbra was amazing.


Mayer Hawthorne was awesome.  I mean, just look at that suit!

And Foster the People was incredible.

They had all of Red Rocks, myself included, dancing like fools.

Let Freedom Ring 10K sort of turned into a walking race for me.  I may have had a little too much fun on Tuesday night…

But I totally don’t regret it and run/walking 6 miles is still better than doing nothing.

If that’s not the quintessential plate of 4th of July food, I don’t know what is.

Our puppy has people eyes.

It’s not 4th of July without a slice of pie.

A good majority of firework shows were cancelled here in Colorado, but we managed to see a little bit of one of the few shows that didn’t get cancelled.  So all hangovers aside, this 4th of July was a good one.

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What did you do for the 4th of July?

Finish this sentence: It’s not 4th of July without ______________.

Who else has to go back to work today and is hating it already??

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A Healthy Mix

July 2, 2012

This weekend was a healthy mix of early mornings…

And sleeping in.

Hard work…

And relaxation.

Time with Joey…

My family…

My friends…

And some alone time too.

Sunny skies…

And much needed rain.

Going out to eat…

And home cooked meals.

Being a responsible adult…

And a carefree 22-year-old.

Magic Mike and alcoholic beverages at the movie theater with my best friend?  Yes please!

And really, having a healthy mix of all these things is what it’s all about.  It’s all in the balance!

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What was your weekend a healthy mix of?

Okay, who else saw Magic Mike this weekend? I would have liked a lot less plot and a lot more Channing Tatum and Matthew McConaughey.

Colorado’s Burning

June 28, 2012

I suppose it’s time to acknowledge that I’m living in a state that’s all aflame.

Some states have hurricanes, some have earthquakes, and Colorado, well it has fires.  And while I’ve lived  in Colorado for 22 years and am totally used to fire season, what’s happening right now is something entirely different.

Two weeks ago, I walked outside to go to work and there was no ignoring the fact that there was a bad fire nearby.  The air was hazy and smell was overwhelming.  Little did I know there were several other fires burning and now I think there’s somewhere around 15 fires in Colorado.  Some are worse than others, but they’re all heartbreaking.  I don’t like to think that any of my home state is being destroyed.

Natural disasters are so frustrating because there’s really nothing you can do to stop them from coming.  Even if you really want to.  I’m just crossing my fingers that no new fires start and that the ones that are blazing now get taken care of as soon as possible.  And feeling really really lucky that I don’t know anyone who’s in danger right now.

(Totally did not take this picture, by the way!)

Honey Yogurt Pancakes

June 27, 2012

I’m not really into yogurt.

I mean, I’ve definitely gone through yogurt stages before, but it’s not really on my list of favorite foods.

But.

My co-worker brought Noosa to lunch last week and I was immediately reminded that… I love that yogurt. I mean yoghurt. And if you’ve never had Noosa, you’ve never lived. I can’t even begin to explain how amazing that brand of yoghurt is. It’s not just yoghurt, it’s like velvety custard. I don’t know what their secret is, but I’d pay good money to find out.

On Sunday morning, I was kind of being a crab. Here’s how crabby I was being. Joey reminded me it was Pancake Sunday and my reaction was basically this. “Ughhhh, I don’t want toooo.” Who says that about pancakes?! But Robert Irvine was showing me how to make hasselback potatoes and the couch was really comfy. Then I remembered I had Honey Noosa in the fridge and Pancake Sunday was on.

Honey Yogurt Pancakes

Or yoghurt, if you’re lucky enough to have Noosa on hand.

  • 2 cups whole wheat flour
  • 2 teaspoons baking powder
  • 1 heaping teaspoon cinnamon
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 1 1/2 cups milk
  • 1/4 cup honey-flavored yogurt (or whatever yogurt you have on hand)
  • 1 egg
  1. In a large bowl, mix flour, baking powder, cinnamon and salt.
  2. In a second bowl, whisk milk, yogurt and egg.
  3. Add wet ingredients to dry and mix just until combined.
  4. Turn your skillet on, grease it and let batter sit while the skillet heats up.
  5. Drop batter onto skillet by the 1/4 cup-full and cook until slightly browned and ready to be flipped, then cook on the other side.
Top with what have you.
When I asked Joey what he wanted on his pancakes, he asked if it was weird to do butter and syrup. I’m still trying to figure out if that was a real question.
And suddenly I was in a much better mood. Noosa does that to a girl.
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Have you ever had Noosa Yoghurt?

Are you much of a yogurt eater?

What instantly makes you in a better mood? My answer: being in Disneyland, but I guess that’s kind of a long trip to make every time I’m in a bad mood.

Quandary Peak

June 25, 2012

Places I’m Sunburned: behind my ears, right underneath the hairline on my forehead, from mid-calf to the top of my ankle.

Things That Are Sore: my butt, my quads, my calves.  Basically the lower half of my body.

Things I Have Hanging Around My Apartment: a Go Lite backpack, half-eaten bags of pretzels/trailmix, dirty socks and sunscreen that obviously wasn’t used very well.

Guess where I was yesterday!

Oh you know, just hiking my first 14er.  No big deal.

We were up at 4 AM and on our way up the mountain by 6 AM.

The very beginning of the hike up Quandary Peak is kind of steep.  I would be lying if I said I wasn’t kind of freaking out in my head because we were 2 minutes in and I was already so out of breath.  I wasn’t sure I was going to make it, but it eventually flattened out.

Our friend Chris has hiked a bunch of 14ers, so he served as our mountain guide.  All good mountain guides have hiking sticks.

Our backpacks were lifesavers.

Stopped for snacks and a chance to take in the breathtaking scenery.

Then we just had to make it up to the summit.  Every time I looked up, the summit looked like it was right there, but it so wasn’t.  And when you have to stop every few minutes to catch your breath and let your burning legs rest, it can feel like getting to the top is taking for.ev.er.

But then you get there, eat a peanut butter and jelly pita and it all seems worth it.  Oh, and the views, those are pretty good too.

You know how when you’re hiking and you’re legs are burning and tired and you can’t wait to go down and then you start going down and your legs feel like jello and your knees and ankles feel like they’re going to break and you’re never sure if the rocks you’re stepping on are stable or if they’re going to slide out from under your foot?  Oh you don’t?  Me neither…

Things I Loved: the scenery, the camaraderie between all of us hikers, the fresh air, the company, the mountain goats, the feeling of doing something amazing.

Things I Did Not Love: waking up at 4 AM, wanting to go to bed a 5 PM, the sunburn on my legs, the pain in my calves, how bad I had to go to the bathroom the entire way down, the fact that a dad carrying his 4-year-old son on his shoulders beat me up the mountain.

But give me a couple weeks to forget all the hard parts and I’ll probably want to do another one.

Through the Week

June 22, 2012

On Monday it hit 100 degrees.  And where was I?  Out running, of course.  Then I came home and made soup.  I’m basically deranged.

But I also came home and listened to this song.  Some of the songs on the older John Mayer albums are so overlooked, but this one is one of my favorites ever.

On Tuesday, I went to the Farmers’ Market down the street from my parents’ condo.  We were there for all of 15 minutes and my sister managed to lose my mom’s keys, which we kinda needed to be able to get back inside.

She claims it wasn’t her fault, but all keys aside, I bought these organic cherries for $4!  Compared to the $7 I paid at the Boulder FM on Saturday.

On Wednesday (and Wednesdays in general), we biked to Joey’s softball game, which is really only like a 10 minute ride, but I totally count it as my workout for the day.  He sped ahead of me the entire ride, steering with one hand, talking on the phone and crossing streets whenever he felt like it without warning me.

It was just the romantic bike ride I was hoping for.  Aaaaanyways, they won by a lot and I pretended to pay attention.  And that pretty much sums up how every game goes.

On Thursday, I bowled.  And I bowled kinda good!

Until I publicly announced that I bowled good via Twitter.  Then I was back to doing crappy.  What a frustrating sport!

On Friday, and that’s today in case you hadn’t realized, I slept in and now I’m way looking forward to the work day hopefully speeding by and happy hour at the Med.

Joey and I had a serious discussion about how we wish we were those “happy hour people,” so today, we will be.  There.

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What are you doing this weekend?

What was the most memorable thing that happened during the week?

Are you a happy hour go-er?

What’s In My Fridge

June 21, 2012

Every time I go over to my parents, I peek into their fridge. Not really because I’m hungry, although half the time that is why, but because I’m curious what’s in there. My sister once told me she thinks what a person has in their fridge says a lot about them. So what do I keep in mine?

Come Saturday/Sunday it starts looking like a ghost town in there. And then at some point I make it to the grocery store and then it looks like this.

More power to you if you’re the kind of person who keeps your fridge organized, but I am so not that kind of person. I just put things where they fit. At the bottom we have veggies.

Garlic scapes!!!!! And corn!!!!! Must be summertime. Also in there is probably at least 3 bunches of cilantro and green onions that are 2 weeks old and starting to get all dried out. I don’t actually look to see if I already have things before I go to the store so I basically add a new bunch of cilantro to the collection every week.

Leftovers + stuff that won’t fit into my exploding veggie drawers. And water, of course.

This is apparently where I hoard bread products. I can’t help it if a recipe makes 4 burgers and the bag comes with 6. Although, sometimes I think about doing this to fix that problem. “George Banks is saying no!”

Organic cherry splurge + more leftovers.

Here’s where we keep all the good stuff. We don’t usually keep Twisted Tea, orange juice or kombucha on hand, but it’s always such a treat when we do have them. Plus your standard yogurt, hummus, cheese and egg collection.

Condiments + milk. Don’t ask why we need two ketchups and two mayos. I don’t know the answer.

So if your fridge says a lot about the kind of person you are, I guess I’m a ketchup-loving, bread-hoarding, veggie-stuffing, leftover-relying kind of person. Who loves sweet drinks and fresh fruit and who would rather have too much of something, than not enough.

Don’t even ask what’s in my freezer. I have enough pickled pork and andouille sausage to feed a small cajun army in there.

P.S. Thanks for all the kind words on my blog anniversary post!