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I love to laugh. Whether I’m watching movie or some stand up on Comedy Central, I just really like laughing. So imagine my excitement when I heard Buffalo was getting a new comedy club.
Helium is the name, and comedy is their game. (Not my strongest joke, let’s just move on mmmkay??)
Helium Comedy Club is a chain with other locations in Portland and Philadelphia, with their newest venture right in my own backyard, kinda.
They opened back in December, and I’ve already been there about 5 times. They typically have a pretty big name as the main act, while also featuring some local comedians as well.
Adam and I ventured out with friends last night to see Brian Pohsen.
I laughed so hard I was certain I would wake up with a migraine. Each act was better than the last, but I won’t lie, Brian’s fart jokes had me literally thigh slappin laughin. Oh now, just try and act like you’re too mature for some fart jokes and f bombs.
In addition to the belly aching laughs, Helium has a full bar (whoop, whoop) as well as a full menu available inside the showroom with some of the best chicken fingers and fries I’ve ever had.
It’s also a bonus that my brother works there, who I think is one funny guy and deserves his chance on that stage, but perhaps I’m a bit bias.
Family ties aside, this place is a blast. Plus laughing is just good for your soul. There’s a few good comedians coming to the club in upcoming weeks,so I can say with absolute certainty that I will be back.
I’m back!! I’ve obviously taken a break. A break from blogging, a break from working out and a break from eating healthy. I’m not going to lie, I loved every minute of it. I LOVED the carefree-ness of it all. Having fun at parties and not being consumed with thoughts of how hard I’ll have to work to burn off that chicken wing dip, or those 17 beers. I’ve loved making really unhealthy macaroni & cheese recipes and devouring their cheesy deliciousness. I’ve loved having cereal for dinner, and coming home from work, throwing on my sweats and just vegging out. I loved it, LOVED IT!! But more importantly, I NEEDED it. I needed to reset mentally. I’m glad I did.
But it’s time. I’m ready to give this all another go ’round. Not to mention, I’m ready to lose the weight I’ve gained from my glorious break.
I don’t regret the decisions I’ve made that so greatly expanded my waistline, but I’ve had enough. I feel tired and sluggish, and I’m 100% certain it’s due to my lack of physical activity, and stuffing my face with junk.
So come with me y’all, AGAIN, as I fight the good fight, towards a happy, healthy (and hopefully thinner) life!
I was reading one of my favorite blogs this morning, and the blogger had mentioned a book that I remember vividly from my childhood.
It was a book filled with scary stories, but one story in particular always stuck out for me. It’s one that I continued to tell well into adulthood to creep people out.
A young woman was sunbathing on the beach and was just about to drop off to sleep, when she felt an insect running along her jawbone and then down her neck. She brushed it away, and thought nothing more of it.
After about a week, she noticed what she thought was a pimple growing and growing. The skin was inflamed and it looked like a blister. Then, one day, she was blow-drying her hair and hit the inflamed spot with her hair dryer. The blistered skin broke open and hundreds of tiny white baby spiders and pus came pouring out of the wound!
It seems that while she was sunbathing, her pores had enlarged enough that a mama spider could deposit her egg sac in one. They incubated under her skin until she smacked herself in the jaw with the hair dryer!
I know, it’s gross. Maybe it’s true, but it’s probably not. It totally gives me the heeby jeebies and when you mention this book, it’s always going to be the first thing that comes to my mind.
I was surprised that someone remembered this book as well, so I just had to comment with my cliff’s notes version of the story.
Look at me, ruining someone’s day as early as 9:16 am!
And now I’ve probably subsequently ruined your day as well.
Last night, I decided to make something, from scratch. This never happens, because it usually ends in an enormous failure, with wasted ingredients in the trash, but this time… it was a success.
Buffalo Chicken Macaroni and Cheese
Ingredients:1 pound elbow macaroni 5 tbsp butter 2 tbsp flour 1 small onion, diced 2 garlic cloves, chopped 3/4 cup hot sauce (I used Franks) 1 package cooked chicken strips, diced 2 cups milk 2 cups shredded cheddar cheese (plus a lil extra for good measure) 1/2 blue cheese dressing 1 cup bread crumbs Preheat oven to 350* and coat a 13 x 9 dish with cooking spray Cook macaroni until al dente (about 8 minutes) and drain. Set aside. In a skillet, heat 2 tbsp butter over medium heat. Add onion and cook until soft, about 5 minutes. Add chopped garlic, chicken and hot sauce, let simmer. Melt 2 tbsp butter in a sauce pan over medium heat, when melted, whisk in flour until smooth. Slowly add the milk, and whisk until it starts to thicken, about 3 minutes. Then whisk in the cheese, when cheese has completely melted, remove from heat, and stir in the blue cheese. Combine the cheese sauce with the noodles and the chicken mixture, when well combined, transfer to the baking dish. Cover with foil and bake for 25 minutes. Melt the last tablespoon butter in a microwave safe bowl, stir in bread crumbs until well mixed. Spread the bread crumb mixture on top of the mac and cheese, and bake for another 15 minutes or until bread crumbs turn a golden brown. Let stand 10 minutes before serving, unless you wanna burn yo mouth.
This was delicious, and hope you all get a chance to try it. If I can do it, you certainly can!
Since my last post was lacking some photos, I thought I’d give you a peek into the lovelies taken from my camera phone recently.
From the Bisons game…
My successful sock bun….
Hanging by the pool Monday afternoon…
I’ve taken a ridiculous amount of photos of myself lately. Mostly because I love my new glasses, but also because Instagram filters make me feel really, really good about myself…
But seriously, my hair is always that shiny and my skin is always that flawless….
It’s really hard being me.
Adam started a new job back in March, in the middle of my blogging hiatus. With his new job came a much, much longer commute for him.
He’s happy with the job, but I’m not as happy about the commute.
Allow me to explain….
Ya see, Adam and I used to get home around the same time, we would start dinner right away and typically would be eating dinner within 45 minutes of walking through the door. We were pretty efficient in the kitchen.
Now, Adam gets home about an hour and a half after me. AN HOUR AND A HALF. That my friends, is dangerous. I should be starting dinner, but most times I never know what I’m going to make. I should be doing something else, anything else, but instead, I’m snacking, HARD.
I usually come home and stuff my face with anything and everything other than a sensible dinner, and I’m already stuffed with junk food by the time Adam gets home. Needless to say, I’m in no condition to be cooking dinner at this point, so my man is on his own day after day.
::Enter the attempted meal plan::
How many of you have tried to plan your meals for the week, only to come home and realize that you don’t want to eat the tacos you planned?
That’s a lie, no one ever turns down taco time! That would be the one day where I’d actually stick to the plan. Taco Tuesday anyone?
So this is where I am. Another hurdle to overcome, another struggle to bitch about to y’all, (and anyone that will listen)
My pants are getting tight…wahhhh!!!
I know I’ve been MIA for a long, long time. It has everything to do with the fact that eating right and exercising has been eluding me. Wahhh wahhhhh!!! The spinning sneakers that Adam bought me for my birthday are still in the box. FYI: my birthday was in March.
A ton of stuff has happened since the last time I blogged.
There was my birthday, then Adam’s, then Dyngus Day. I went back to Vegas with my girl Stephanie. I went to some new restaurants, saw some movies, did some drankin’, and did a whole lotta ish that I normally would have blogged about.
I guess I kept thinking that no one wanted to read about that kinda stuff; I’m supposed to be a Healthy Living Blogger.
But ya know what? I like blogging, even if it’s just about my drunken weekends, and if you don’t want to read it, then DON’T! Lucky for me, my blog name has been removed from the “Healthy Bloggers” list and added to the “Possible Alcoholics” one.
Adam and I went out last weekend to celebrate my cousin Tim’s birthday.
The Mustache is back!!
I’ve been told that the mustache is a trendy new thing right now. Like it’s super hipster for beautiful ladies to rock the ‘stache.
So I guess we’re all super hipster. And so is Jack Daniels, although he’s been rocking the ‘stache for a little while longer than us.
On a completely unrelated note, am I the only one who is DEVASTATED about Kristen Wiig leaving (well, already left) Saturday Night Live?
OHMYGOD! All of the best skits involved her!! All of em!! I hate, hate, hate when people leave Saturday Night Live in their prime to move on to bigger and better things. I’m selfish, and I want to laugh at the Target Lady, Gilly,Kat of Garth and Kat, Penelope, etc, for all eternity.
It’s also rumoured that Andy Samberg and Jason Sudeikis are also leaving. WTF, Lorne Michaels? Why can’t everyone just stay on the show forever? WHY???
Can I get an AMEN Darrell Hammond?
As I’ve mentioned before, I am loving the spinning classes I’m taking. In an effort to make up for the lack of exercise since Friday, I thought I’d go all “gung-ho” and take 2 classes yesterday, back to back.
I’m not quite sure how that idea popped into my head, but I was going with it.
After my two hours were up, my knee caps flew off and shattered the mirrors in the spinning room. I picked up my caps, and headed home. I was slightly concerned that I had over done it. I was smiling, and proud of myself, but in the back of my mind, I just kept thinking…
“GURL, you are gonna regret this in the morning.”
Adam was seriously concerned about me and my missing knee caps, but I awoke this morning feeling great!
I also signed up for an 8 week class at my gym. The class is described as a “HARD CORE, in your face bootcamp that consists of a combination of strength training, cardio, plyometrics, core exercises, and flexibility for all ages, shapes and sizes”.
They put “hard core” in caps, not me.
I was thinking that I should do more group-type classes, along the lines of Crossfit, but a touch less insane.
Plus, I figured nothing will get me moving more than a class full of other women and they’re judging eyes.
Right? Women judge! Don’t try and tell me you don’t, ’cause you do, and you know it!
In other useless news: I have a daily calendar at my desk. Ya know the ones, a 365-er, where each day is a different picture. I like to get one every year, a few years ago I had “The Office” quotes, and last years was Boston Terrier puppies. This years winner was “Awkward Family Photos”.
I know they sell ones that are “Brain Teasers” or Jeopardy questions or ones that make me think, but I’m a simple gal, and I just want to giggle at my daily calendar.
Behold the “Awkward Family Photo” for today, Thursday, March 15th.
How’s that for a simple giggle?
*Also, my knee caps are still attached, if you thought I was serious, well, then I just feel bad for you, and your lack of a sense of sarcasm.
**And another thing, I use run-on sentences, if you’re not ok with that, well, then that’s just too bad.
I wonder how many people start blogs, only to find themselves a few months in with a lack of writing material. I’ll let you chew on that for another 2.5 weeks.
I’ll come back… I promise.
I’m finding that I don’t have anything to write about. I suppose I could bore you with another recap of my drunken hot-mess-ness, but even that’s getting old.
Well, old to read, not old to do.
So, hold tight friends, I promise I’ll
try to make the wait worth your while.
And sorry all these ecards are pink.
Don’t worry, I’m not going to shove a super sweet post about Valentines Day down your throat today.
I wouldn’t go as far as saying that I “hate” Valentines Day, I guess I just don’t buy the hype.
I dislike greeting cards. They’re a huge waste of money. It would mean just as much if you sent me some special words on a post-it.
No joke, a customer sent that in with their deposit. I can’t make this stuff up.
I cannot keep flowers alive, they wither away and die, every. time.
And don’t even go there with the candy. I haven’t been getting up at 5:25 AM, to justify eating an entire heart shaped box of chocolates. (True dat! and still happening, FYI)
But don’t take all this the wrong way. I still have a heart. I already gave Adam his (card-less) Valentines Day gift.
It’s maps of special places. Where we met, got engaged, married, and where we live now.
Isn’t that sweet?
See?? I’m not a stone cold beyotch. Contrary to popular beliefs.
But I’m NOT going out to a fancy restaurant, oh no. I’m not going to dine with all the little lovey dovies, on a special menu with a fixed price. No thank you. I’ve got meat to eat at home.
STEAKS! I’ve got steaks, people. Filet Mignon to be exact. Get your minds out tha gutta!
I hope your Valentine’s Day is just the way you like. Whether it’s filled with chocolate, cards and flowers, or not.
HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!
And if you find still need a last-minute idea, I don’t know anyone who wouldn’t absolutely love an e-card from Some E-Cards.
This isn’t an endorsement, I just literally could not stop laughing out loud at them. Especially the vulgar ones I couldn’t put on the blog!