Life has been busy. Work has been busy. I spent an entire night at the mall last night feeling generally miserable about all dressing room outcomes across the various stores and then just went 11-for-14 at 8:45a.m. today at Target. Who knew?
Anyone who knows me knows I hate breaking the rules for fear of getting admonished. I felt more than slightly mischievous when I walked back out to my basket after the first round of the limited six and snuck eight back to the dressing room for round two. Because I was way to lazy to do the whole dress in my t-shirt and jeans bit before gathering my round three summer apparel from ten feet away.
Living on the edge, friends. Continue reading Fifty Shades of “Shut Up”
While Ryan was cooking dinner the other night, I looked over and saw him taking photos to document the process himself. I’m so proud.
Guest post #2. Recipe time.
It’s important to begin every cooking excursion with a nice meditative mantra. I yell that at the top of my lungs… oh, 20, 30 times depending on the temperature and time of day. Continue reading Cookin’ With Q Recipe #2: BBQ Chicken Wrap
Tonight’s post comes straight from the chef, with only the slightest of copy-editing by me in case this gets picked up by Martha Stewart or Rachael Ray. Fingers crossed. Continue reading At Your Request: Cookin’ With Q’s Blackened Chicken Alfredo Recipe
I just wanted to see if you all would get as excited about my grocery store cookie dough baking as you do Ryan’s cooking from scratch.
If not, stop back tomorrow. He’s making homemade alfredo sauce.
Speaking of the boy’s home cookin’. Dinner isn’t all he makes.
You’ve Got Nae turned a year and 35,000 hits old recently. Thanks for being here, taking my serious moments seriously, laughing at the funnies, enjoying the photos and pushing me to write more, think better. This has been a lot of fun for me and I’m glad you’re here!
I’m sitting out on my second story porch. I don’t have patio furniture yet, but there’s an old computer desk chair. A folding chair is the ottoman of choice – chosen over the tree stump sitting up here, too. I’m in shorts and a tank top, my Prague backpacking shoes (super-glued twice, now) and a fleece because it got breezy. It’s a mishmash outfit I wouldn’t wear in public, but it’s comfy.
There’s a couple across the street arguing, and she is ticked. The neighborhood kids are playing on the side street – the ones who came up to me the other day to tell me about their talent show.
“Hi ma’am. That looks like a really heavy bag of laundry. We’re doing a talent show tomorrow night at 6. Or whenever you can make it. Unless it rains. It costs one dollar.
And if you can’t make it, it’s ok. You can still give us a dollar.” Continue reading Simple Life.
Nothing gets you motivated like a little protein and love.
And playing with your food – that’s fun, too.