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Monday, August 11, 2014

random is my middle name

happy monday! boy was i not ready for today. i had an extremely productive weekend. i cleaned the house from top to bottom, and have made quite a dent in what needs to get packed for the big move. btw . . . i can't believe we're moving again. and it's only been a year. *sigh* my, oh my has this past year f-l-o-w-n by . . . anyways, back on topic. my weekend was full of getting ish done. checking off to-do list items like a motha. felt a-ma-zing. and exhausting. the only downside to a get-er-done weekend is how much i don't feel like i had a second to relax. but, no bigs. we carry on. c'est la vie. :)

my mind is super random, so instead of attempting a "normal" blog post that has purpose, i am going to take this opportunity to purge all the little thoughts and tidbits rattling around inside my noggin. kind of like dumping out a handbag. let's see what shakes its way out.

on the brain . . .
books. books. and . . . more books! these five lovelies are the latest editions to my alex cross series by james patterson. swoon!
the ol' brain is still 100% on vacuum mode. anything my eyes see, my brain immediately wants to munch on. not a bad thing, eh? from new articles, to blog posts, to books, magazines . . . this brain must devour it all! eat all the books! haha.




















this morning, i was greeted by a neatly wrapped little package that contained my pottery piece from my team outing a couple weeks back. a cute little elephant figurine. i have absolutely no clue what on earth i am going to do with it. truthfully, i would have preferred to paint a mug or dish (something i can actually get some use out of), but the selection of pottery pieces that fit within our team budget were minimal. oh well. i will find somewhere to put this little guy.






























in my belly . . .
what a blast there was to be had, cooking up a storm in the kitchen yesterday. i made:
1. homemade pasta sauce, which i paired with fettuccine-style rice noodles.
2. from scratch "KIND" bars.
3. handmade turkey meatballs (a la skinny minnie). her recipe is for teriyaki meatballs, but i didn't make the accompanying sauce. instead, i added them to a sweet potato bisque (a la trader joe's) and created a bean-less, low FODMAP chilly sort of dish.
* i am lacking on food pics this time around (because my stomach rules me and has absolutely no respect for proper documentation), but will try to remember to sneak a few snap shots in before tucking into my meals tomorrow. oh, and i will post the accompanying recipe links as well. :)






























i finally found something to fill my afternoon crunch craving! carrots. they offer both crunch and a slightly sweet taste (since they're just wee little bebes).




















and no excuse needed here because chocolate . . . found these delightful treats while galavanting through cost plus. if you haven't been, you simply must! it's like someone threw trader joe's, pier one, home goods, and anthropology (think exotic soaps and trinkets) into one store. *sigh* my little shopper's heart just skipped a beat.




















and pancakes . . . because i made these two weekends ago, and simply cannot wait to make them again. they are gluten-free, low FODMAP blueberry pancakes. to die for, i must say! oh, but i cannot take credit for them. this batch was a pre-mixed flour blend. i simply added the blueberries.

























fit as a fiddle. healthy as a horse . . .
i have never once understood either of those idioms, but i digress. for your viewing pleasure (or not perhaps lol), sweaty pics of your truly. ;)
i don't usually wear glasses to the gym, but when i do . . . it's because i ran out of contacts. lame. must remember to order them.














current obsessions . . .
do you suffer from wild, unruly, 100% untamable hair? if your answer is no, then i hope to goodness you thank the big man upstairs for winning the gene-pool lottery. if however, your answer is yes . . . well then you, my friend, neeeeeeeed to own a wet brush. nope, this is not a dirty item. it is however, heaven for your hair. cuts this grizzly mane of mind like butta.




















silliness . . .
because please, live a little.
this is how dexter helps me pack. i flipped the box over to tape the bottom up, and mr. slinks here shimmied his way under the flaps. what an adorable fool.

i promise i'm helping out, mom.




















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what have you been up to? 
care to share any yummy eats? 
do you have any current obsessions?

peace. love. :)
yay

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