Wear clean panties!!!

My grandma sent me an email this evening that contained some advice at the end, so I started thinking of all the little sayings that apply to life...
Early bird gets the worm
If there is time to lean, there is time to clean (my fav back in my restaurant management days)
Smiles are contagious, catch one (also in my rest mang time-certain coworkers hated this the most)
...just to name a few.

But more I thought about "always wear clean pretty panties in case a sexy fireman has to cut your clothes off you" or however it goes. Good advice. Pretty underwear always make you feel better, I've gotten to a point in my adult mommy grossness that underwear might be the only pretty thing I put on in a day (ya'll know there is no such thing as a sexy nursing bra). They make me feel alive and attractive. Young, carefree and uncomfortable. All things that I've embraced as not common feelings.

And as I read further through these tidbits of advice I know a few applied to closely to my life that I had to share. Someday I'll share stories as why these hit home, but till then find your own inspiration...

* Accept the fact that some days you're the pigeon, and some days
you're the statue!

* Always keep your words soft and sweet, just in case you have to eat them.

* Always read stuff that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it.

* If you can't be kind, at least have the decency to be vague.

* If you lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.

* It may be that your sole purpose in life is simply to serve as a warning to others.

* Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance.

* Since it's the early worm that gets eaten by the bird, sleep late.

* The second mouse gets the cheese.

* When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.

* Birthdays are good for you. The more you have, the longer you live.

* Some mistakes are too much fun to make only once.

* We could learn a lot from crayons. Some are sharp, some are pretty and some are dull. Some have weird names and all are different colors, but they all have to live in the same box.

* A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.

...and don't forget to wear pretty panties!!

And then life hits you.

Ive been missing the past few days....

It was the one year anniversary of my grandpa passing.
The two year anniversary of my step-grandma passing.
On the same day.

My son scooted 6 inches across the floor on his belly.
He also started teething.
Not sure yet but it looks like not one but two teeth.
He is not graceful and screams in agony.
Top it off with sleep training, and I've lost mommy of the year award.
We started using cloth diapers.

My husband and I celebrated our two year anniversary 7,500 miles apart.
He got me a Tiffany charm and beautiful flowers that included ones I used in my bouquet.

I tried the Carrot Chocolate Chip Cookies Vegan style.
They are beyond amazing (but I used Chia seeds not Flaxseed).
My parents ate them all in one night. 2 dozen. I want one now.

...I will update with a real post in the next day or two but for now you know whats up.....

A new source of satisfaction.

The joys of mommyhood are endless. 

From the magic of watching him learn to roll over, sit up,

 and hold his own sippy cup.

We started our little monster on solid food. I waited till he gave me signs that he was ready. Easter Sunday was his first introduction to rice cereal. Not my favorite thing to feed his since it has zero nutritional value. Kick in 4 day rule, we clear the cereal and move on to bigger and better things.  Next up, natures candy and super food Avocado! mmmm, except he doesn't like it. Next super food, sweet potatoes/yams. He is very happy with those and now almost 3 weeks later eats up to 4 ounces of them a day.  His most favorite is banana, and we just started apple sauce. 

I make all of his food myself. I don't have to deal with lead warnings or glass shard recalls this way. I know where the food comes from and what is in it. Its also so much fun. There is something very rewarding in pureeing the food (by hand none the less). I'm also learning about veggies and fruits that I like and never knew. 

About 3 weeks ago I ordered our little guy cloth diapers (from China!) I was fed up with buying disposable and the amount that he goes through. It was starting to add up since I've burned through ones others bought for us. The website I found sells the diapers at wholesale cost and made this adventure affordable for me, checking out at just over $150 for everything I needed (instead of 400-700).

So when FedEx finally showed up at my door today I was more excited then Christmas. And after a short conversation with the delivery man about how his daughter and me were named after the same TV character of the 80's, I  got to tear into the wonderfulness. Inside were 13 colorful diapers, two wet bags and a bunch of additional liners.  If it weren't enough that I'm doing my part in saving the planet, my son has the best accessories for his booty ever!

Our first cloth diaper!

The assortment

carrot chocolate chip cookies

Time is approaching 10pm. I'm craving some chocolate chip cookies, because the 1/3 of a pint of Ben & Jerry's Cinnamon Buns isn't enough.

I have a snack size bag of quick make cookie mix is the pantry but I would like to make something healthier to snack on, and I'm not sure that Mrs. Crocker has my best interests in mind. (but B&J do? I'm obviously confused in life)

So I pulled from Pinterest and found this little gem:

Love & Lemons - Carrot Chocolate Chip Cookies

I'm not vegan, so I followed the recipe a little differently.

Ingredients

• 6 tablespoons flour (she used half spelt, half millet, but half white/wheat would work) (I used all-purpose)
• 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
• 1/4 teaspoon salt
• 1/8 teaspoon freshly ground nutmeg
• 1/8 teaspoon cinnamon
• 1/2 tablespoon ground flax seeds plus 1.5 tablespoons warm water  one egg
• 1/2 cup grated carrots
• 1/4 cup butter (or vegan butter or melted coconut oil)
• 3 tablespoons brown sugar
• 1/2 teaspoon vanilla
• 1/4 cup oats
• 1/4 cup chocolate chips
• 1/4 cup walnuts ( I was out so these were omitted)

Guide to Yum!

1. Mix together flour, baking soda, salt, nutmeg, and cinnamon.
2. Grate carrots into large bowl. Add brown sugar, egg, vanilla, and butter.
   
3. Once wet ingredients are combined, stir in flour mixture.
   
4. Chill mixture in fridge for 15-30 minutes. Turn on oven to 375 degrees and line cookie sheet with wax or parchment paper
5. Remove dough from fridge and stir in chocolate chips, oatmeal, and walnuts.
   
6. Scoop heaps of dough onto cookie sheet a few inches apart. (this is a small batch and makes 12 cookies perfectly!)
   
7. Bake for 10-13 minutes, or until edges are golden brown and slightly crispy.
8. ENJOY!

I'm so happy I stumbled onto this Love & Lemons blog. I'm in ♥! Chewy Goodness!

Sharpie Ring Scandal

It's 2 days until our second anniversary. We got married while my husband was home on R&R from Iraq, so we were on a short time frame. Just over two weeks together if my memory serves me. I wanted him to pick out his wedding band but he liked the one I had tentatively chosen  . I had originally picked him a David Yurman but not knowing his ring size the purchase was impossible. And upon many calls once I knew the size not a single store I had access to could produce since it was 2-3 week orders only. Backup Plan: Find a jewelry store and pray they have any ring he liked in stock.

After a little shopping,  a small jewelry store in this small town assured us they could order one and have it delivered to us in plenty of time (meaning hours of our departure). We got married in Lake Tahoe on a Saturday so we had to leave town the Thursday before so we could be there before our guests arrived. Thursday rolls around and we go to the jeweler to pick up our ring. Now this is where we have to just laugh.....

2pm: arrive to pick up ring. Said ring is (in their words) "missing". okaayyyyy.....It was the shop owners wife who had helped us originally and the owner himself was there to help us that day. To my horror and delight he informs us that he can MAKE us "a very similar ring" within a few hours since we must leave town by 5, and in the meantime his wife was on the hunt for the ring.

3pm: Still no ring(s) Sitting in our rental car watching Weeds on a little computer, smoking cigs out of boredom.

4pm: Have watched the Jeweler leave and come back, still no rings. My anxiety is kicking in so my man buys me a slice of pizza to take the edge off.

4:30pm: Owners wife arrives and lets us know the ring we bought and payed for was delivered to the wrong address in a town about an hour away, and she thinks she can overnight it to us the next day. So now we are relying on the replica ring her husband is working on in case it doesn't get in the mail on time.

5pm: Ring still isn't ready. At this point we are standing in the shop pressuring the guy. We have no where else to be but on the road so we sit and wait. Finally he produces the ring. My husband takes the ring and is some what hiding it from me, I think nothing of it as we get in the car. He waits till we are too far gone to turn back around and hands it over. I'm not sure what I was expecting in that amount of time, but the ring we received with such good intentions was such a joke! The jeweler had pounded out some sort of metal and had drawn (in the place of titanium) a black ribbon with a SHARPIE!! then put a sealant over the sharpie to make it shiny!

Ring we ordered on the bottom.
Ring that was made (minus sharpie) on top
*also forgot to mention ring on top is smaller by nearly a size

Thankfully the ring we wanted made it to the venue with a few hours to spare. And forever the Sharpie Ring will live in infamy. Once we got home I took nail polish to it, and the purple/black color came right off. My husband still wears it on occasion if there is any worry about losing it.

Mini-Vacay!

We just got home from our mini-vacation from our extended-vacation. It was an event filled few days. So here are a couple key stories for your enjoyment:

Miss Safety Glasses

We were perusing our favorite thrift store. My mom always lasts longer then me (no wonder she makes money with it.... Her Etsy shop) so I was bored and over it standing toward the front of the store. To my delight, in walks a wonderful creature. She was carrying a fold up chair, like used in stadium bench seating and was wearing clear frame less safety glasses (think wood shop). Her first victim was a poor man talking to his wife, and as he ignored her she yells through the store "you must not have gotten a good nights sleep, MR. SUNSHINE!". This caught my attention, other then the accessories. I couldn't help myself but look up at her loveliness. Wrong move!! She approached me and my son who was babbling away in his stroller. As she walks past I hear her mumble "should have got a dog".I smile out of shock, and just keep making faces and fart noises to encourage my kids talking.   My mom has zero idea what is going on at this point and is still shopping. Then comes the best part, I look up and Miss Safety Glasses is staring at me, about 10 ft away. We make eye contact and I smile. Her response was her simply mouthing " F YOU" while still maintaining eye contact! I about die laughing as she returns to her shopping. I leave the store to escape and proceed to tell my mom all about her. We go to lunch and shop a few more stores and who is standing on the sidewalk as we leave lunch, Miss S G!! Slightly scary, but now my mom and I make eye contact and mouth her choice words to make each other laugh.

"Be ready to run!"

For those of you lucky enough to have access to a pool or water when you child is young you may know what I'm talking about. We took my son in the pool for the first time. It was high 70's and no one was at the pool. My aunt had given me a $50 gift card to Target for Easter and I bought D iii a swim diaper and a floating covered raft for infants. I put on a two piece for the first time since I was pregnant and jumped in. The boy was happy to begin. Wasn't overly clingy and was splashing around. I do lots of googling. I had googled swimming babies, and something called the "diver reflex". Supposedly you can pull your kid underwater and they will open their eyes and hold there breath. This had to be tested! And as I stood their bobbing my baby up and down in the water I discussed the dunking of this creature with my mom. I was scared shitless and felt like i was trying to murder him. So before I developed the nerve I had a discussion with his grandma, that she better be ready to run for help in the event that he didn't hold his breath.  Finally I mustered up the nerve and pulled the monster under the water. He wasnt all that angry so it happened.   Not 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, but 6 times. All was well till the last time when he sucked in a little water and got pissed. 

These are the only two stories I have for you today, but I'm sure I will share more soon. 

I plan on sharing my first "Pin"-spiration this weekend, should be fun! 

Check back to see what I attempt. 

Pinterest or Bust!

Oh Pinterest, how I love thee. 

You waste hundreds of hours, 

fill my head with craft ideas galore, 

and make me think that I am always hungry.

 Luckily for me I'm familiar with the kitchen and I'm handy with crafts, making all I see possible. Recently I have been struggling (or just lazy) with what to blog. I don't want to be boring and just document my life, so I'll post about my pins, and my life. Offering tips and how-tos on things that interest me, and hopefully you too. I hope to make time for 1-5 pins per week (my dad is gonna be pissed, he is trying to lose weight and has zero will power for the food I create). The guys in Afghanistan are suckers for cookies so they will appreciate this too.

I'm leaving tomorrow for a small vacation, to the local casino for a few days. My parents are gamblers and get free rooms, the weather forecast is mid to high 70's and there is a pool! Middle of up and coming wine country and that's enough to lure me. Chances are good that I'll wine whine to you folks about something while I'm gone, and since the whole family is going there are bound to be shenanigans.

Please follow me on Pinterest. You wont be sorry. 

MrsMalMitch on Pinterest!

Walking Town

As mentioned before my husband is currently deployed. We were stationed in Washington, and my closest family was 5 hours away. This was too far for me to stay there with a newborn. As a result I moved to California to live with my parents. The last time I lived in this particular town I was 12 years old. I walked to school everyday, and my "boyfriend" and I held hands and he pecked me goodbye at my driveway. We stopped at Foster Freeze for ice cream cones and went to the local skating rink to hangout with friends.

 The heart of downtown in 3 blocks from my front door heading South, the ocean is 2 blocks West. I can walk to the corner liquor store and back in less then 5 minutes (handy for days that end in wine).

Sunset over the Bay

Moving back here has connected me with a slower pace of life. I use my car maybe 2-3 times a week (one of which is to go to Target). I downloaded a distance tracking app on my phone and have determined that I walk anywhere from 6-20 miles a week. I say hi to people I pass on the street. The ladies at the post office remember me. Its refreshing to reconnect.

A real sign in a local shop window. Small town living. 

I've reactivated my library card. I go there and browse the books. Colorful pictures with titles in pretty fonts attract my attention. I borrow cd's and rip them to my computer. We feed the seagulls old bread at the beach. We blend in with the tourists then slip away to spots only locals know about.

It's little walking towns like these that make you appreciate the quiet things in life. The slower pace, go with the flow, no worries attitude we all need to be in touch with. So I encourage you, no matter where you live or how busy you are, take a walk, breath fresh air, and get a library card, because free music rocks!

Its even beautiful when its grey out. 

Live your bliss

I have recently fallen in love with the tv show, The Chew. I incorporate it into my morning routine. I learn at least one new thing to apply in the kitchen or garden everyday. For instance I learned today that if you eat certain foods together your body absorbs the nutrients better. Chicken and Broccoli. Balsamic and Pasta. Fats with Vegetables. So as Michael Symon points out Asparagus is better with Bacon! I also think that Daphne Oz and I could be really good friends. The show today featured Drew Barrymore. There is something about her I love too. Another girl I could be good friends with. Drew showed a picture of herself in her vineyard in Italy and said something that really resonated with me....

Life isn't getting any longer, its getting shorter. Live your Bliss

(The photo of Drew that caught my attention)

Ive been struggling with a lot of negativity around me in life lately. Everyone constantly has a problem and it gets tiring to listen to it. Life seems like it goes on forever and there is always tomorrow, but one day we are all going to wake up and wish we would have taken advantage of the future and lived in the now.  So when Drew was talking, I sat and stared at the tv nodding. I want to live my bliss. I want the people around me to live their bliss. I want you to live your bliss. The longer our lives go on, they are only getting shorter so don't live with regret and make the best of absolutely everything! Oh and drink wine....it makes you smile.

Silky Pants

A new found mom essential....Silk pajama pants!

Its hard to take care of yourself while your learning to care of your mini. My son leaches life out of me, which results in zero energy to take care of myself. While I haven't completely succumb to the ease of not blow drying my hair or putting on makeup, I do have a hard time feeling good about myself. Ive lost too much weight, which don't get me wrong is a great thing (over 50lbs, and I only gained 28 in my pregnancy) but none of my pants fit me. I try desperately not to live in my yoga pants *its soo cliche* but its been known to happen.

The Leach and I

On top of the lack of motivation to do anything special for myself, my husband isn't around to "encourage" me. I'm much quicker to realize how hairy my legs are when I'm laying next to him. Luckily I also married a man who feels comfortable mentioning when I'm letting myself go...

<<INSERT SILK PAJAMAS>>

I accidentally bought a pair on clearance yesterday. I was thinking to myself, that I didn't need them and had too many pairs of pj pants as it is. Had I known the wonderfulness that was to come I would have bought a few more. Upon putting them on for the first time, I instantly felt luxurious and sexy. I couldn't feel how long my leg hair is, and I almost forgot that I smelt like spit up. When I walked I felt like I was gliding, and as I slid into bed the vision of a goddess crossed my mind, or maybe it was Angelina Jolie (I'm so sleep deprived that it could have been Roseanne for all I know) If my husband wasn't deployed he might actually have gotten lucky.

So I will remember that with my next baby to request on my registry silk pajamas.

All she wants to do is bake, and make a cake.

I've had flour on my face since before I can remember. Some of my most favorite memories of my childhood take place in the kitchen. So it makes sense that even though I'm a licensed Estethician that someday I would love to own a small bakery, or just make special order cakes. I take pride in the food I create. Everything is beautiful in its own right, including the imperfections. I've learned that even if i follow a recipe wrong and think all is lost, I must finish the project, 9 times out of 10 its still amazing just not what I anticipated. The kitchen is one of the last places an adult can play and make messes without being judged. Its a haven for creativity and deliciousness. I don't have photos of all my creations but here are a few of my masterpieces.....

My most recent creation...A citrus upside down cake for Easter dinner.

My 2nd attempt at this Devils Food Cake with Chocolate Fudge Butter cream and Dark Chocolate Shards (Donated to a cake auction and sold for $100!)

First attempt at cake above^ for my dads birthday, per his request.

Vanilla Cake Balls in Candy Melt, drizzled with White Chocolate and Imperials for 4th of July BBQ

(middle tray) Snickerdoodle cupcakes with Cinnamon Cream Cheese Frosting  (bottom tray) Strawberry Cupcakes with Whipped Lemonade Frosting, garnished with fresh mint and strawberry slices

Close up of Strawberry Lemonade Cupcake

Dark Chocolate Cupcake with a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup filling topped with Peanut Butter Butter cream and Dipped in Chocolate Magic Shell topping. 

First attempt at cake pops. Red Velvet with Cream Cheese Frosting core and dipped in Candy Melt

4th of July Red, White, and Blue Tie Die Cupcakes


...I'm evolving and every day getting better and better. I will share some of these delicious recipes in the future. 

3 Women and a Baby!

Yesterday as I loaded four generations into my truck i should have known something blog worthy would happen. I should have know it would be my mother to make the headlines and I should have know it was because she would act like a princess.

Players: Myself , Mammy(my grandma), Gammy (my mom) and D-iii (my son)
Game plan: Costco, and pedicures with the possibility of Target (we knew we would go, we are addicts) Simple....?

Maybe it was the full moon. The unspoken tension our family always seems to have. The fact none of us had eaten responsibly that day. Or for sake of the blog but shit was bound to go wrong....

Being a responsible mother I didn't want my child to hangout in the nail salon, so while gammy was getting her nails done, mammy, d-iii and I were to run to Costco to get the makings for a stock pile of breakfast burritos. Then we would come back, I would get 30 minutes to myself  getting my feet scrubbed while gammy and mammy walked the kid around Traders Joes.

As I pull in front of said nail salon, my mom has a blank look on her face, the kind of look that makes you laugh and question what is (or isn't) going on in their head. and as we have a stare down I realize she has zero clue what is going on and that I'm waiting for her to launch her skinny ass out of the car, so i can get out of the crazy busy parking lot. Finally and very bluntly I say "well get out now!", she did, still very confused but then Costco was a go.

Costco went well other then the samples. I had mammy rolling laughing when i suggested how disgusting a plate would look if you took all the samples and waited to eat them together. We had perogies, scalloped potatoes with ham, tiramisu, sausage, bread, pizza bread (all four types as the sales guy "forced" me) crackers and cheese, bean burrito, trail mix, fish stick with ranch, pot stickers and washed it down with San Pellegrino, blood orange Martinelli's, and some orange vanilla vitamin drink that tasted like a melted creamsicle mixed with poison. Maybe it was the mix of food, maybe it was me but I had more energy then should be possible and i was jumping and frolicking down the aisles, up until a lady was pushing her cart so close to my ass that i literally stopped and moved out of her way announcing as she passed "Loooooook out, someonnnnnes in a hurrrrrry! GO GO GO!!" If i hadn't been using my baby as protection i may have gotten my ass kicked, but i guess people don't hit people with babies.

We get back in the car and head to wrangle gammy and see what kind of nonsense was going on with her. Surprisingly none. Pedis are a success and my my toes are painted a color called "fearless". or as i like to call it...Summer.

We go through the motions to drive two miles down the road to Target and that is when the real fun happens....

I drive a full size truck.  Parking spots in this town are catered to compact cars. Target was busy. All of these factors lead to my decision to park towards the back of the parking lot and skip the hassle of squeezing my red hot truck in between a Prius and a Honda.

((Que Gammy melt down)) 

Sitting in the back seat gammy nearly starts crying, because she is hungry and doesn't want to walk, and she will not go out in the wind, and just leave her in the car, blah blah blah!! The mom in me came out, I snapped that if she wouldn't go inside with us, then no one was going and we would be homeward bound. As I'm backing out of the parking spot she starts whining "...but i would go if you just drop me off out front!" SERIOUSLY! ((So I stated earlier that I'm a Target addict, and that is no joke, i go through withdrawals if i don't go at least once a week, sometimes if I'm distracted i can wait to go ever two weeks)) Due to my addiction i gave in to her childish tantrum.

Once her majesty Princess Gammy departed the vehicle i didn't want to walk either. There are these really handy FEV (fuel efficient vehicle) Reserved spots right up front. Clearly NOT for my type of ride but empty and i have "out of state" plates so when in Rome.... (when we left the store all of the previously empty spots are filled and my truck stuck out like a sore thumb, hehe OPPS)

Now for the Fun:

My first real job was at Target but that ended nearly a decade ago. Considering the length of my love affair with the store it comes as no surprise that i believe the company should pay me to shop in their store. NOT because i spent too much money and waste even more time there, but because I'm a nature "helper", especially in the baby department. Last visit alone, I sold a crib, modeled an Ergo and helped a lady pick one for herself, offered advise on the best *chemically free* baby wash, and my choice in diaper wipes. Commission Anyone? Today our visit was to test highchairs. Sadly of the many many choice they only carried two in store, so what does my family do?...we take them off the shelf and "test" them out. Testing them out to most people would mean setting the kid in them, judging the ease of use and putting them back. We went a step further....we saw how far the highchair could go down the aisle with a single PUSH! The Graco beat the Chicco by a long shot!

Slowly the day wound to an end and we all went home happy.

 But in my family its never a dull moment.

Ain't your typical Easter Bunny

*I will start off by disclosing that it is my full intention to RECREATE this photo (and in the very near future).....

 

....now isn't it obvious that my son will think he has the coolest Easter Bunny Mom EVER!!

Of Course he wont.

Kids don't realize their parents are "cool" till it is too late, and that cool is gone. 

Granted my "ears" are a bow and (I think) my "whiskers" are more likely war paint (which is another story involving poco chic)....who can deny the wonderfulness of a Little Mermaid one piece. 

Now a little morsel of my childhood is based on "Golden Hill Road". My best friend soul mate, we will refer to as "Kelly" ,lived less then a half mile away. There was a hill across for our shack home that was, you guessed it Golden.  We boarded ponies and had a HUGE garden. My mom drove either a two seat corvette with black leather seats or a suburban. Chances were always good that if it was 80+ degrees outside that Kelly and I would somehow be in need of transportation in our swimsuits somewhere, and that my mom would drive us in the corvette. Come to think about it maybe that's why we  both have small asses....my mom burnt our fat cells on that damn leather. 

Kelly and I both had both of the only two Little Mermaid swimsuits in town, and being best friends our parents enrolled us in the same swim class. Of course we couldn't both wear the same swim suit every week so we traded off...great for those who knew us...bad for the swim teacher. Needless to say we spend the entirety of the swim class being called by the wrong name.

Back to the photo. It is no surprise how sexy and amazing i look. I mentioned my artistic gypsy mom. She is quite the hot mess and nonetheless everyday I get MORE and MORE like her. Which as much as I hate it, I love it.

 But my son will always get the best Easter Bunny! 

The least some day, maybe 20-30 years down the road he will know i was rather....AMAZING!

Makin' it Mondays

My first recipe post...

Its Monday morning. Surprisingly I got a good nights sleep. My son only woke up up twice and for less then 30mins a pop, I'll take it! Maybe it's that I finally want to act like an adult and eat my vegetables, or maybe this yuppie state of California is rubbing off on me, but I'm on a health kick. **KA-POW** I'm still the cheese, french fry, ranch addict that I've always been but I'm upping my game and adding "good for you" additions. My most recent obsession....Egg Cups...at least that's what I call them. 

EGG CUPS

A great breakfast/snack to make and eat for the next few days. I make 6 at a time and wrap them in saran wrap, and put them in the fridge. They microwave to the perfect reheat temp in 30 seconds and then topped with another sliver (or two) of cheese and some pepper are absolutely scrumptious! 

This time around I used:

1/3 cup Tuscan Kale

6 sweet plum tomatoes

6 white mushrooms

1/4 green bell pepper

3 whole eggs + 3 egg whites

Pesto Gouda cheese

note* all veggies can be changed out for your personal preference...and the possibilities are endless...............

I've made these with and without muffin papers. IF your choose to use muffin papers, know that they absorb liquids and stick ((really stick)) to the egg cup your making, and although they peel off easily, it still takes a little love and time to not eat paper. If you choose not to use papers, just spray your muffin pan with olive oil to prevent sticking. 

PREP: Preheat oven to 375 degrees

Step 1: Chop your veggies and disperse evenly in muffin cups, roughly filling all cups half way.(I put one chopped tomato and mushroom in each cup then just distributed the bell pepper and kale evenly)

Step 2: Whisk together your eggs and egg whites. It takes about one egg per cup.

Step 3: Pour eggs into cups over your veggies. Begin by filling each one about 3/4 of the way then if you have additional egg left over fill them evenly as much as you can. Don't worry about mixing eggs and veggies they move around as they bake.

Now you could put these in the oven at this point and have something healthy and delicious, but i go one step further due to my addiction to cheese....

OPTIONAL Step 4: Sprinkle a pinch or two of shredded cheese on each cup.

Step 5: Place in oven for an initial 15 minutes. Set your timer. Add 3 minutes as needed until the  eggs don't jiggle in the middle and they have a "solid" appearance.

 Once removed from the oven they will settle. Depending on your choice of vegetables they will have some water in them but will firm up in time.

At this point they can be served or wrapped for later. I imagine they can be frozen as well, though I have not gone there (*yet*)

Today I also had a toasted English Muffin with Cream Cheese and Avocado with salt and pepper.

Enjoy! 

Techno-Savvy ?

I own a phone smarter then me, that being said I can "blog" now from it!  I still prefer a good ol' computer but this will do the trick while I'm living my gypsy life or when my child once again falls asleep on my chest pinning me down to the couch with nothing in reach! (Which is like a mommy time out except I'm being watched and can't fool around)

Now would be a good time to reveal that I have a love/hate relationship with technology. Currently it's in a loving phase. But if I mysteriously disappear for a few days it's because I'm trying to reconnect with "real" people, then I'll crave Candy Crush Saga and be back like nothing ever happened.

Bare(bear?) with me...I'm a HOT MESS!

Learning to "multitask"

I write this first post with baby sleeping on my chest, a dog on my feet and some quickly cooling soup to my right. So now is as good of time as any to introduce myself....

I'm a new mom in my "early-late" twenties. My first born is quickly approaching 6 months old and everyday is a new adventure. My husband is an engineer in the US ARMY. He is currently deployed and I have moved home to live my parents while he is gone...which could be a blog all on its own. 

I grew up in a very, ummm, creative home. We were always crafting and baking, scouring thrift stores and  knocking off ideas from other creative people and stores. And so with a back ground of all things colorful, I am here to share my activities, adventures and life with you. The good, the bad and the delicious.