7.30.2013

Make: BBQ Chicken Pizza With A Kick

I finally feel as though I have reached that so called "domestic" state. 
I only know this because I no longer freak the freak out if I don't follow a recipe to a science. 
I have always been that girl who has insisted that I get eye level with the 3/4 cup of water I just poured because WHAT IF it was actually 3/4 plus 1/16 of an inch more? Surely the recipe would be screwed for life. But these days? Psssssssh. Recipe schmesipe I say. Well technically I say "Frick. I don't have any cream cheese like the recipe calls for. How about 4 sticks of butter and 2 cups of milk to make up the difference?!"
Listen. Somebody has to take over for Paula Deen and it may as well be me. 

The recipe I am about to share with you is one of those easy ones that will make you look like you know what you are doing in the kitchen. I recommend you only make these types of recipe ever. You will notice I won't give any measurements to anything below, it's because I didn't measure. Sorry about your luck, but seriously--if I can do it, you can do it too. Have hope ye child of little kitchen confidence, greatness is soon to abound. 

Friends, allow me to present to you one of the better things to put in your mouth that will instantly spice things up in that life of yours....

it just seems like a good cooking song


Here is what you will need to purchase..

And here is what you will need to do....

1. Cook chicken breast. I used just one big one...that's what she said.
 Spice up the breast with some good ole chili and garlic powder

2. After getting the chicky poo cooked, spread that BBQ sauce all over your (store bought) crust..

3. Load your pizza up with chicken, veggies, cilantro, and seasonings.

4. Top with cheese. Lots and lots of cheese.

5. Bake at 350 for 10 minutes give or take, or throw on the grill until done!
And there you have it. A happy mouth. A happy husband. A happy everything. 
Cheers to spicing up your life, one bite at a time. 
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Today's featured sponsor really needs no introduction but I'll go ahead and give it to you any ways because that would be slightly awkward without it. Today I introduce to you to Mish from Mish Lovin Life. Her blog should actually be called Erin Lovin Mish but that's besides the point right now. 
If you like hilarious and slightly inappropriate, you will love Mish and her blog. Her free spirit and zest for life and all that it has to offer is so contagious. If you aren't reading her blog already, I am sorry. Get to know Mish a little more then go pay her a visit. 
When did you start blogging and why?
I started blogging January 2011 because after writing in journals all my life and realizing how much I enjoyed reading OTHER people's blogs, I thought "Well, why the heck can't I do it too?" And so I did. And then I never looked back. Literally. I can't look at old posts I wrote. They make me cringe.

If you could offer one piece of advice to a new blogger, what would it be?
First and foremost, be you. And "you" doesn't always have to mean rainbows and butterflies. This is YOUR space and YOUR words. There are no rules. Also, haters gonna hate. Just assume they're jealous and be done with them. ;) Kidding. Sort of.

If you could summarize your blog in three words or less, what would you say?
Light-hearted. Humorous. Mildly Inappropriate.
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7.29.2013

3 Things That Will Make Your Life Easier

Necessities. 
Let's talk about them for a minute. I mean sure there are the "real" necessities like water, clothing, and love, but then there are also the "other" necessities that you absolutely positively cannot live without (because water and love are obviously negotiable). By the way, this is a joke to the person who is about to send me an email asking if I honestly don't consider water and love necessary to life. I could go on a very fun tangent right now about the quality of emails I sometimes receive but I recently wrote about responding to negativity and I believe I wrote "don't respond at all". DANG IT ALL.

Back on track though. Those other necessities, you know--the things like wine travel mugs, Samsung tablets, and kick ace cleaning supplies. Recently I have accumulated a few things that have truly improved the quality of life and when such things happen I only find it reasonable to share these things with you. It should be noted that this is not a sponsored post. Well I take that back. One of these items I was sent to review, one of the items was given to me for a birthday gift, and the third item I purchased recently. So it's kinda a sponsored post for a company, for my friend to brag about how great she is at choosing such awesome gifts, and to myself for spending my money on items that won't sit in the closet for the rest of eternity. Sometimes I feel like I deserve a pat on the back for purchasing something worthwhile as it doesn't happen often. Don't ask my husband, he will 100% testify to this statement. Don't worry though, it doesn't cause ANY fights in our household. Lie. It does. It's okay though friends, nobody is perfect and I am a work in progress. Remember that one husband for the rest of your life. Thank you.

Onward to these items we go.

Numero uno. A week or so ago I posted this picture....
And you were all like "OMG TELL ME WHAT THAT WINE MUG IS RIGHT NOW!" At least that's what I took it as to what you were thinking, because I mean duh. So this would be the gift that my friend bought me because she knows me, that's why. And if you are to know me you are to know that I like wine and I like having it with me everywhere I go. No wine? No Erin. I wine a lot, what can I say. This baby hails from Vino2Go and you can find it here. All you need to know is that it is awesome and you need it. 
If one is not enough, you can also purchase the two pack here which is what my friend did. Peace out to the days of friendship bracelets, matching wine travel mugs is where it's at. You aren't true friends until you each have one of these. 

Numero dos. Norwex products. So these would be the items I purchased myself. Here's the deal, I don't know if I have ever told you this or not but I am a total sucker for home parties. It used to be debatable on if I went to work or home parties more. I would say this is cool but it's pretty lame. And expensive. However, this home party blew my mother freaking mind. And it's cleaning supplies/body cloths for goodness sake. What 27 year old girl gets amp'd up on cleaning supplies? Well me apparently. They are amaze. 
I don't know how they are so awesome, but they are. Oh I remember why. You don't have to use any cleaning products (ie: windex, endust, etc) with their microfiber towels. Let me show you what I got and hopefully this will make sense.
Okay this towel. I know it looks like a normal bath towel, but believe me when I say it's not. You wrap yourself in it and it sucks you dry instantly. And now I'm laughing. But seriously, it's almost creepy because it works so fast. My husband was a huge skeptic of all this stuff when I brought it home. He used his towel for the first time, comes out into the kitchen and says "That towel is crazy. It's like a hotel towel but a ton better. You don't even do anything and you are dry.." The best part? You don't have to wash it for weeks because they are self cleaning. It's nuts. And you need them.

Okay next confession. We have lived in our house six years and I have washed the windows ONCE. I ended up having this terrible dramatic fight with Windex and it caused me to go on a 3 mile run just to get my mind off of how streaky it left the windows. I'm not kidding. But Norwex makes these window cloths that you ONLY USE WATER with and in a matter of minutes, all windows are clean. Again, nuts. And awesome.

And now for the most awkward picture to hit this blog (for the week) is their makeup removal cloths.
Get this. You no longer need face wash, eye makeup remover, anything. All you need is water and one of these cloths and it takes it all off. I didn't believe Norwex on this one so I had to buy it to prove them wrong that I would still need my eye makeup remover because hello, I wear a ton of eye makeup. Turns out I was wrong. It took everything off faster than..never mind.

And numero tres...my Samsung Note Galaxy Note 8.0 from Staples
Oh how I adore this baby. I love that is small enough to throw in my purse yet large enough to see Instagram photos at more than microscopic levels. 
You see, I have this problem sometimes with not responding to emails because I hate being tucked away in my office all evening so rather than tucking for an hour or so at a time, I do no tucking at all. However with this baby I am able to sit myself smack dab down next to my husband on the couch and tend to some matters of biznass all while not feeling like I am a locked up prisoner in my own house. I have had a laptop before but never developed a passionate relationship with it. But me and my Samsung Galaxy Note? Things are getting serious up in here. 
It's just so goochy goo cute and perfect. 

And on that note, the longest post in the history of all blog posts that is centered around three products. 

I need a life. 
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7.28.2013

It's July And It's Freezing. Help.

pretending to be warm in the most comfortable shirt alive. 

I'm pretty sure that life is playing a giant joke on me right now. 
For starters, it's the end of July. END.OF.JULY. The weird twisty/turny part to all of this is that while we are smack dab in the middle of summer (okay or severely close to the end of it) the temps have been in the 60's all weekend. We are talking boot, scarf, and hot tea weather. I'm not sure what's going on anymore. My subconscious keeps waiting for a football game to come on the TV while I'm cuddled under piles of blankets and then I have to remind myself that whoa, wait. It's July. Or basically August, whatever. Really what I am getting at is that the name of the months no longer have any value to them. Last March it was near 90 degrees, this July it was 50. I can't wait to reach the 100's in December. I think I am just going to start dating all of my papers "WHAT THE !??! 19, 2013." 

Now that I wasted an entire paragraph of this post on weather (told you I'm 80), I feel it is only necessary to shower you with gifts. You can thank those wonderful people on my sidebar over there for this one. Who would have ever thought that you could win oodles and oodles of free stuff just for reading a blog? See. Life makes no sense right now. 

ps. If you are more of a giver than a receiver (bless you) you can join this crowd come August by clicking here. Rumor has it that I still haven't expired the BIRTHDAY promo code that lands you 50% off any ad space. I should maybe get on that sometime...perhaps when I turn 28. I mean 81. 

Back-Handsprings Through Bridgetown: $15 Starbucks Gift Card
Northern Belle Diaries: Tempranillo Ad Space
Glam Hungry Mom: Large Ad Space
 Fizz and Frosting: Ad Space + Individual Feature
Lauren's Latest: $25 Etsy Gift Card
Sammy's Fabulous Jewelry: $20 Shop Credit **Use code livinginyellow for 30% off order**
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Girls Gone Food: $25 Fandango Gift Card
Lulabelle: $15 Target Gift Card
 Postcards From Rachel: $15 Starbucks Gift Card
Ashlea with an A: $15 Ulta Gift Card
 All That Glitters: $25 Nordstrom Gift Card
Hoppy Bottoms: Ad Space
Landing on Love: $15 Target Gift Card

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7.25.2013

We Are All Addicts To Some Degree



I think it's a sign you need to slow down when the first second of complete silence paired with no agenda throws you into a panicky fidgety fit. I'm just kinda curious when not having anything to do for 20 minutes suddenly seems like a curse to my existence? It could be the onslaught of hormones (I mean seriously period, when are you going to do ONE good thing for us ladies?) or it could be the fact that I feel like I haven't "stopped" in the last 240 hours, but whatever it is I'm not sure I like it. Or maybe I love it? It's this whole stopping to be still and letting your mind think on it's own thing. Due to it's unfamiliarity in my parts, I find it rather uncomfortable. So often I don't allow myself to get to this place because I am afraid of what I'll discover. Say for instance having to think about the fact that my meals today alone consisted of a giant pretzel with cheese, Wendy's french fries, chips and salsa, and easy mac. Nobody should have to deal with THAT reality. Or what if we discover that the daily choices we are making (or are not making) are taking us in a direction that we never intended to walk to in the first place? It's this uncomfortable silence that forces you to actually think.. 

Instead of just dealing with it, we drown ourselves in another hour scroll through Instagram, call up ladies to get a drink, lose ourselves in our children's projects, or turn up the radio so loud we forget our brain is actually trying to tell us something other than "girl you look good when you back that thang up...". All of this got me thinking--aren't we all a bunch of addicts to some degree? It may not be alcohol or drugs we turn to but we all have that "thing" that helps us escape the fidgety feelings we get when we are all alone. We find it easier to not deal than actually deal with the real deal. We say things like "tomorrow I'll eat better..." "next week I'll spend my time more wisely.." or if you are like me, you shout "YOLO!" over and over again to justify why it's okay you are running on fumes 24/7. 

I'm ready to slow my roll a bit. To get to a place where sitting still at 7 pm on a Thursday evening won't cause me to break out in a sweaty nervous mess because isn't there SOMETHING that I should be doing instead? There is so much beauty in not feeding the addictions but rather feeling the reality. 

So that's where I'm at tonight. Remembering I have goals, dreams, hopes, and all that good other stuff that my little addictions forget to remind me of. 

And for the record--snapping fresh green beans is actually way more therapeutic than a glass of wine. 
Well, maybe. You know what. Never mind. 
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7.23.2013

My Life Is One Big Country Song Right Now

Let's see if I remember how to do this whole "write a post" thing. Many thanks to my father for sending a text this morning of "you no blog no more?" to remind me I should probably get back at it. For the record, he does not work at a Chinese restaurant so I'm not sure why his text came through in this fashion, but hey to each it's own. 

Where do I begin? We will start with the weekend because it seems fitting to do a weekend recap on Tuesday night? Better late than never (says every woman who doesn't want to get pregnant). 

It was a good one indeed. Complete with friends, cards, beer, and concerts. In all seriousness I have never played cards so many times in 24 hours than I did this weekend. 
oh hi. just playing euchre while waiting for the concert to start.  

I'm not really kidding around when I say I am 27 going on 82. I mean for real one of the best parts of my weekends was trying out the sleep number beds. It was definitely one of those dreams coming true type of moments. 

Anyhow, back to cards. Cards is great in the fact that you don't really have to exude any physical energy. It is also great for me because it means I don't have to exude any mental energy either. Turns out I am that girl who will call trump in Euchre and then ask what trump is when it's my turn to lay a card. Devils in the details ladies. If my memory serves me correctly I never actually "won" any of the games however I perfected my singing skills to a tee, so that's gotta be worth something. 

Speaking of singing, that's the only other thing going on in my life lately. I feel like I am a walking boom box. Really I just wanted to say boom box, but music has been radiating into my ears 24/7. Florida Georgia Line (two nights in a row), Thompson Square, and Mmmmmmm Luke Bryan. Did you know his name is seriously Mmmmmmm Luke Bryan? Try saying his name without the Mmmmmmm first. See, you can't. 

Tomorrow night is good ole Hunter Hayes, you know..that one boy who I swear will remain 12 forever. I think I'm most excited about the concert just because it means I get to wear a dress on a Wednesday evening. It's the little things people. 

Anyhow, it's been a fun busy fun past couple of days. Let's end this sucker with a handful of (okay like thirty) photos. Enjoy. 

my better little Nashville half and her boyfriend, Bill Rancic look-a-like. 
more on this contraption later..for now, just know it was the best birthday present ever.
 fair food. ummmm yes. 
 speaking of the fair, they don't sell alcohol there. #problemsolved 

And this now takes care of my "you no blog no more?" problem.

Best thing that has happened to you in the past three days? Ready, set, go. 
I love me some happy. 

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