True Love, in a Box.

(image courtesy of Eat Your Best)

I'm not normally a fan of any meal in a box. Mainly because I enjoy cooking and I usually like to add my own seasonings to things. I find most things in a box to be rather bland. Or taste like cardboard. But, I have a really busy semester ahead of me and there are some nights I don't get home until late, which means I probably won't pack my lunch before I go to bed. (Yes, I'm crazy and pack my lunch the night before... and pick out my clothes.. but you already knew I was a little crazy)

While I was out grocery shopping this week, these loverlies were on sale and I thought it might be a nice solution to those days when I don't have a thing to pack for lunch, or don't feel like making anything. You know, because I get home at like 10:00 and that's past my bedtime.

Thank you Smart Ones for creating this piece of heaven in a box. Seriously, I could eat another one right now. Sadly, I don't have one. Instead? I'm going to run off to kickball and have a beer.

Remind me to tell you about my awesome coaching job! You're going to be sooooo jealous!

Domestic Diva?

Mmmm.. nothing like the smell of homemade pita pockets, homemade hummus, and cheesy broccoli and rice soup.

I'm pretty sure that automatically means I'm a domestic diva.

Plus, I rocked the KitchenAid Mixer. Seriously, is there anything better than that mixer? The only thing I need is the splash guard/pour spout. Then I think it would be perfect.

Veggie-gal...

Yup, that's me.

Some of you asked me about my confession the other day and wanted some specifics.

Let's get the run down of why a perfectly good meat eating gal suddenly makes a complete 180 decision to cut meat out of her diet....

...blame Sarah Palin.

So around Thanksgiving she was doing an interview* after pardoning a turkey (she saved one little guy from being killed) and in the background the workers on the "farm" continued to do their job. Their job consisted of taking a live turkey and putting it in some machine that cuts off its head. This was all going on in the background and from that day forward, I vowed I would not eat meat.

I hated (and still hate) that animals are bred just to be food. That's not a life to live. Never mind the torture and inhumane things that goes on at these "farms". I just can't eat something knowing that it had to die to be on my plate.

I'll jump of my little soap box and let you all know that while I don't consume meat, I understand that others do. I'm okay with that, I won't judge you because it's a personal decision.

On the flip side of that, I have a hard time with people who judge me and criticize me for my decisions. I have run into many people who try to change my mind by saying that it's not right that I eat eggs and drink milk because those both come from animals. You're right, but only partially... I eat eggs that are from free-range farms AND the animal did not have to die for me to eat it. Again, it's totally my choice and I just can't look at a peice of meat the same way after watching the turkeys die like that so I made the choice to cut meat out of my diet.

I did not used to like vegetables that much. Now I LOVE them. I cannot get enough of them. Which, I suppose, is a good thing because there wouldn't me much left for me to eat if I didn't eat veggies!

*I'm sure the video is on You Tube if you want to see it.

Confession..

Okay, I have a confession for you all... I feel like I've been hiding it from you and it needs to come out now. I kept it a secret mostly because I didn't know how it was going to work out.

Anyway.. here goes...

I'm a vegetarian.

There. I feel better. I feel like I've been completely honest with you.

Anyone else have secrets they are keeping from their bloggy friends? Any other vegetarians out there? I'd love to swap recipes!

Papers and Kids...

They both tend to make me grumpy.

So does sitting at the library while all I can think about is what I'm going to eat because I'm STARVING and when I'm going to get to go to bed because I'm EXHAUSTED.

Anyone care to guess what kind of mood I'm in?

Best.Husband.Ever.

Last night he took me out for appetizers, drinks, and dinner (this is VERY rare for us) to celebrate our anniversary. Tonight? He's bringing home Chipotle, which is my absolute favorite take-out meal ever.

Seriously? I love this man. He knows how to keep a girl fed!

Grr..

You know it's been one of those days when the pizza guy comes and you want to punch him. In the face. Twice. In my defense, he had it coming.

He walks up and I greet him, "Good evening!" because I'm just that nice.

Walking up with a small pizza and a oven roasted sandwich... "Hi. Please sign."

As I'm signing, "Oh... you must be really hungry."

Yes, I am jackass. I've been eating carrots all day because I'm going out to dinner for fondue tonight and I'm on Weight Watchers and there aren't enough points in a week to fit a fondue night out with the girls into it!

Seriously, don't mess with me.

And for the record, the pizza and sandwich were for my husband. You know, the guy running a marathon this weekend. That's 26.2 miles. And yes he's hungry. Jerk.

WW...

WW, as in Weight Watchers.

I took the plunge. I've started Weight Watchers. Today was my first day. I'm feeling pretty good... not too hungry, not too full. But, I still have some cravings that I'm going to have to get over and some food in the house that hubby is going to have to eat soon.

The cookies on the counter? Calling my name.