Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Cooking & Clubbing Don't Mix

Soup.  Sounds simple enough right?  Well, apparently not for me.  I love Carrabba's.  Their Mama Mandola's Sicillian Chicken Soup makes me want to curl up in a warm blanket and beg someone (preferably a great smelling man who loves me and has put a ring on it---we can dream right?!) to rub my feet.  If I feel the least bit sick, I head straight to the restaurant and order a big bowl and some bread.  It literally makes my world better.

In an effort to be more cost conscious, I decided to try to make the soup at home for myself.  The great idea came from Pinterest.  I'm starting to believe that the people who make mock versions of restaurant quality food on this site are housewives who have degrees from culinary school.  I picture them sitting at home laughing their butts off knowing that the pretty pic that they posted of their masterpiece is not attainable for regular folks like us.  I digress.  I grabbed the recipe off of Pinterest, purchased all of the ingredients and started cooking late one Friday night.

I followed the recipe and ingredients to a tee.  I really wanted it to taste just like the Carrabba's option that I love so much.  The only thing that I did different was add chicken stock in addition to the water.  All of the peppers and onions were chopped.  I thawed the chicken breasts and prepared them as well.  I even decided to add an apple crisp for dessert...I'm fancy huh?!  LOL!

Just as I was adding all of the ingredients together and getting to the "simmer for two hours" cell goes off.  My bros hit me up and said that they were headed out for the night and I needed to come through.  My favorite band was going to be there too!  Hmm....what to do...what to do?  My soup was just hitting it's stride.  On the flip side, my single social life often times needs mouth to mouth and has no stride at all.  What to do, what to do?!

I made the decision.  I kept cooking the soup while I went upstairs and got jazzy.  Once the hounds tooth leggings, red lipstick, simple cat eye and black boots were on; I checked on my mini masterpiece.  It was still cooking nicely and very close to being done.  I was so proud.  But I needed to get out.  I turned off the stove and covered the pot.  My thought was that it would continue to cook from it's own heat while I was away for an hour...or three.

A few hours later when I returned with sore feet and a jumbo slice from U Street; I took off the lid to check on the soup and was pleasantly surprised!  It had cooked and blended together to perfection.  I grabbed a small bowl and a spoon and took a quick taste.  I began to dance in the kitchen.  IN YOUR FACE PINTEREST! I had done it!!!  It was the restaurant quality.  It was warm and good and the chicken was cooked to perfection.  It was EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED....except that I felt that it needed a lil bit more water...the potatoes had gotten a lil starchy for me.  I decided to add a cup of water and turn the eye on the lowest setting to allow it to be perfect.  In the mean time, I sat down on the couch and caught up on a few shows on my DVR.  This is where the story takes a turn for the worse...brace yourselves.

4 HOURS LATER I woke up to a strange smell.  I didn't remember even falling asleep on the sofa.  But something didn't smell quite right.  I sat up and began to sniff.  Suddenly it hit me...MY SOUP!  I ran into the kitchen.  I found a completely burnt pan and soup that had zero water and was heavily crusted to the bottom of the pot.  I tried to pick out a carrot or a piece of chicken with hope. No deal.  To top it off, the house STUNK.  It smelled like burnt throw-up.  My soup looked like burn throw-up.  Did I say that my whole house STUNK!?  I had to immediately get the pan outside and try to air out my house.  The smell had seeped into my sofa and all.  It was a nightmare...and my SOUP!  My precious precious soup.  It was a disaster.  In the famous words from Seinfeld, "NO SOUP FOR YOU!".

What did I learn from this fiasco? Clubbing and cooking DO NOT MIX.  That's simple enough to remember.  I was disgusted with the whole scene.  Not to mention all of the time that it took me to make and burn my creation.  However, three weeks later I made another batch and was certain to turn down any last minute options to shake a tail feather or attempt to be overly great with it.

I did forget to mention that the apple crisp turned out GREAT.  So it wasn't a full epic fail!  When you're being selfishly single, you sometimes have to make some choices. Do I stay in and play B. Smith or do I go out and party like a rock star?  Regardless, wisdom says to NEVER make last minute changes to a soup at 4AM after you have been out all night. YOU WILL FALL ASLEEP.  But the awesome part about being selfishly single is that when the food was burnt and stuck to the bottom of that pan and I had no plan for dinner the next day....I had no one to worry about but me.  No one was upset that I had burnt dinner.  While that may sound selfish to sounds like pure burnt bliss to me.

 I'll see you in the kitchen,

Saturday, January 4, 2014

2013 Year In Review

Last year I made a list of all the things that I did in 2013.  This year, I decided to post a video.  Seeing all of these good times helps me to (1) Remember how good God has been for an entire year (2) To see the awesome friends and family that I have in my life and (3) To realize just how much fun I had throughout the entire year.  I hope that your 2013 was as good as mine and that our 2014's will be EVEN BETTER!

Friday, January 3, 2014

Take A Whiff....

There is nothing like smelling good in my opinion.  I'm not just talking about soap and water.  I'm talking about a perfume or fragrance that gels with your body chemistry.  Not all fragrances smell the same on the different people.  Once your personal body chemistry gets involved, who knows what a fragrance might turn in to!  That's the beauty of perfume!  

To be fully #SelfishlySingle ( "Marrieds" aren't excluded from this information either) it's important for you to know what fragrance notes you really like.  Try your best to think of a fragrance that you love and that seems to match well with your bod.  Stop for a moment and consider what type of scent that fragrance is.  Do you like scents that are sweet or woody? Is it more masculine or flirty feminine?  Is the fragrance heavy in the floral department?

To give you some help...I'm referring you to an awesome site that has documented the most popular fragrance notes and even lists a few perfumes that belong to that family.  Check out the site:

If you thought that I was going to dish on what my favorite fragrances are...YOU WERE WRONG!  LOL!  Once a girl finds her match, she holds it dear to her heart!  This year...try to find your signature scent!  There is nothing better than having multiple people ask "What are you wearing?! You smell SOOOOOO GOOOD!"

Thursday, December 5, 2013


I've been doing a lot of thinking about the idea of being selfish while you are single.  After a discussion during Thanksgiving, I'm slowly realizing that it's both okay and important to be #SelfishlySingle.  PS--Sorry about the audio issues...couldn't fix that...I was talking too loud! :)


Saturday, November 23, 2013

-So I Said To Myself...

I refuse to believe that I am the only person that has a tendency to get lost in my own thoughts.  :)  I have decided to share some of the random thoughts that run through my mind.  However, I warn you!!!  My thoughts can turn you into Alice chasing rabbits down random holes!  LOL!  Let me know what you think about...well...what I think.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Paging Carrie Bradshaw...

I don't want anyone to think that I'm completely off my rocker.  I assure you that my mental state should not be questioned in any way.  Now that we have that clear, I'm going to say this with some bass in my voice...I'm searching for my inner CARRIE BRADSHAW.

No, I don't reside in New York, I don't have a tight click of girl friends that I do lunch with regularly, I'm not skinny (or white), I don't really care about shoes or designer fashion too much, and I'm not dating anyone (which means that I don't have this elusive rich guy named Big who is chasing my affections.  Actually no one is chasing me at all.), and I'm not having sex with the city of New York (or anyone/anywhere else).  Despite everything that I am not, somehow I am Carrie Bradshaw.

 For those of you who have no clue what I am talking about, I am referring to the beautifully fictitious character played by Sarah Jessica Parker on Sex In The City.  Though I wasn't a fan of the show when it was on regularly (mostly because I didn't have cable), I am a total junkie now.  I thrifted the entire series *#winning* and I watch the episodes over and over again.  There is something special about being a thirty something and watching these other thirty somethings attempt to navigate life just like you are.

I am Carrie Bradshaw because I'm working in my area of passion and I want to be awesome at it.  I want people to recognize my contributions and be respected for what I do.  I am in search of love too!  Every couple of weeks I mentally throw the towel in but, there is still a huge glimmer of hope behind all of the doom and gloom.  My house is small and a hodgepodge like hers, but it's warm and chill.

What I love about Carrie is that she just wanted to enjoy her life and find people and a special someone to enjoy it with her.  That lead her to kiss a lot of frogs (I'm avoiding that part), but she eventually got her man.  In addition, she was able to travel and experience aspects of life that few of us will ever be able to.

She also wore outfits that the vast majority of us would NEVER touch, but she felt good.  She had found her own identity.  As many of you know, I started this blog because I felt like I had finally figured out who I am.  I have miles to go before I reach Carrie status, but I'm well on my way.

Is there a character on tv that you identify with?  Who is it and what is it about them that reminds you of yourself or the person that you hope to be?  Please dish!

Living & Lovings,

Monday, November 18, 2013

Favorite Things (Nov 2013)

A quick review of the products that I have been digging for the past few months.  Please excuse my voice, I was yelling at the football game yesterday and I sound a tad scratchy and deep!  Enjoy!

Monday, October 14, 2013

Thrifted Gear


For the past few weeks, I have been engrossed in my Pinterest account looking at fall wardrobes.  For those of you who have been following my blog for awhile, you know that I am a HUGE thrifter.  I love going to the thrift store and finding awesome clothes at a great price.

My thrifting habits began a few years ago when I realized that I couldn't afford to shop at regular stores.  Since I knew that I wasn't going to stop shopping, I had to figure out a means to still shop without breaking the bank.  Once I began thrifting, I was able to add to my wardrobe and even spark a new creative side that helped me to define my own clothing voice.
Despite the fact that I have told y'all TIME AND TIME AGAIN that you can find cute clothes at the thrift, I have reason to believe that y'all don't believe me!  In an attempt to break anyone of any apprehension about what it's possible for you to friend Michelle took these pics to help me prove that you don't have to look like a fuddy-duddy in thrifted gear.

This entire outfit (sans the shoes) was thrifted.  Here's the run down:

-Tweed embellished vest (New York & Company): $2.50
-Black and white striped button down shirt with ruffles (Worthington): approx $4.99
-Black dress pants (East 5th, Secretly Slender): $5.00
-Silver earrings: $2.50
-Shoes (Ross): $29.99

It's kind a crazy that an entire outfit, including earrings cost lest than a pair of shoes!  I highly encourage you to take a quick outing to your nearest thrift store and see what you might find.  Yes, you will have to hunt a bit for your style and size, but once you score...#winning!!

Monday, October 7, 2013

Get Me Out of This Line

For the past few weeks I have been contemplating attending a pre-martial class.  I am very interested in learning more about myself and how I might be able to function well in marriage.  Every time a friend heard me mention the class, the first thing I'd hear was, "OH!  You're seeing someone!??!".  My response....#sideye NO.

Here's the thing.  My plan was to start getting more information about marriage and relationships and hopefully to learn a whole lot more about me.  After all, this time in life is all about finding myself and gaining a better understanding about WHO I AM.  I think that when a person comes to a relationship whole and prepared, they will be better overall.  Hopefully, I will spend less time trying to have someone else validate things that I should have already processed on my own.

The problem...I got in the line this afternoon and started to practically hyperventilate.  I'm not really the nervous type when it comes to something that I want to do.  I might be a little uneasy in a new environment at first but, I get over things rather quickly.  Not this.  I stood in line talking to one of my girlfriends and my teeth literally began to chatter.  You didn't read that teeth were chattering and I couldn't make them stop.  All of a sudden, this vision of me learning and growing in this class was slowly crashing around me.  There was nothing that I could do to pull it together.

I wasn't the only single in the class either.  Apparently, there were several more in the line waiting to gain access as well.  But the longer I stood there, the more I wanted to take off running.  Not like a jogging run, but a take-off-running-and-kick-myself-in-the-butt-along-the-way kinda run.  I couldn't do it.  I had to get out that line.

Once I got downstairs I began to feel defeated.  Like maybe I should have pushed past the emotions and just went to class.  Maybe I had made the biggest mistake ever.  So that no one gets this confused, I never thought that I would go to this class and meet someone.  That wasn't on my agenda.  I honestly just wanted to get better.  But I couldn't avoid the sinking feeling.  So what now?

The easy route is to sit and question if I'm good enough to even consider marriage.  Y'all ain't ready for the real emotions that go through my head at times! LOL!  Don't get me wrong, I know the answer to that.  I know the truth about who I am.  But, the thoughts are still real.  Maybe it's just not my time to stand in that line.  I'll know when it is.  I won't feel like running when it's my time either.  I'm okay with that.

So for now, I congratulate those who are ready.  Whether they have rings or are just like me, hoping to get better.  I tip my hat to you.  For right now, I'll have to be okay with my current position.  We'll see where this line may lead.

Saturday, October 5, 2013

Me and my mink muffs

Y'all know how much I enjoy sitting and doing my nails. It's been awhile since I have posted a new nail color though. In case you missed the last posts, I am a huge advocate of a lady sitting down and doing her own finger nails. Hear me out when I say, "GO GET YOUR FEET DONE!" I can't handle my toes, but nails...gotcha!

Today I'm sporting an Essie brand color that I picked up in Target. It's part of their new fall line of colors and I simply adore the tone.  It's called "mink muffs".

It's a great taupe (or maybe I'd say-hot chocolate with milk) color.  The perfect neutral color for the fall hues that are in route.  In addition, I love the shine of these Essie products.  The color pay off is splendid and the gloss gives the impression of a freshly scored manicure.  Go out and cop your bottle today!

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

There's Still Time...As long as there's time....

Today is October 2, 2013.  I had a list of goals that I prepared around January 2, 2013.  Of the eight things on this list that I had hoped to accomplish this year, I've made descent movement on a grand total of ONE.  Effective immediately, I suck.

So now what?  Part of me wants to just throw these ideas out of the window and just start with something more practical now that I only have a few more months left in the year.  That would be practical right?  But, no.  There is a part of me that still screams that there is still more time left.  Though I have squandered much of the year doing who the hell knows what...I still have time.

So I am making a real effort.  Three months of focused energy on doing some grand crap.  Stuff that might not be grand to you, but that would catapult me to my own personal level of dopeness.

There's still time folks.  What can you accomplish with the time that we have left in this year.  Heck, push past the year and ask yourself what can you do with the rest of your life!  Let's set out to do something mildly grand.

Ya with me?
John 10:10

Monday, August 12, 2013


I honestly thought that for a moment that I would pass out and die today. Why? I started running about a week ago. My stamina is some garbage. To reveal the story fully, I'm not running constantly. It's mostly walking or maybe I should call it a fast trot...regardless, I've got the legs in motion! For whatever reason today proved to be a tad much. The heat was beating down on the track and it was only because of my friend who joins me that I was able to get in the two miles that I did. I honestly wanted to quit at .75 miles. But somehow I found the courage to keep pushing.

The Nike fitness app has been a huge motivation and excellent way to keep track of my progress. The badges that it offers makes you want to keep up with your friends. In addition, when you achieve new milestones, it lets you know how awesome you are. You can't beat that. So pray that my shoes keep on walking and that I can continue the push to become a runner. I'm exhausted and excited all at the same time. :)